Nothing Even Matters
It's tempting to imagine The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill as an hour-plus breakup note to Wyclef Jean, her former Fugees paramour; "Lost Ones," a scathing dis track, is obviously aimed at him. But she's not aiming at Wyclef or Rohan, the Marley scion with whom she birthed her son Zion, but the idea of romance itself. She unlooses herself from codependency on the lovely "Ex-Factor," lectures young couples on the brash and knowing "Doo Wop (That Thing)," and even gives her listeners an earful on the hectoring Y2K-paranoia of "Final Hour." The neo-soul arrangements and occasional Wu-Tang samples underline Hill's journey of painful self-awareness.