The Sluttification of Music

It may be due to the age of your faithful correspondent, but this writer has felt for the past twenty years that many popular female singers have confused being a slut with being smokey,erotic or sexy.
When we here at the Manor were callow youths the average "girl" singer in rock music, such as Linda Ronstadt or Janet Joplin, were considered rather outre' by appearing on stage wearing hot pants while they either stood before, or held, a microphone. There were no gyrations, no dry-humping the mike stand, no tit flashing.
When the creature now known as Madonna appeared on the scene all that changed. That crazy chick, in such of popularity and the big buck, realized that she could make a lot of money and get a lot of popularity by portraying herself as the equivalent of the high school "easy girl". In other words, she gave the idea that she's lay down and lift her dress for you if you told her that you loved her -- or even liked her-- as long as you didn't call her a slut. And she'd do the same thing for any guy who made the same tacit agreement.
Since that time when Madonna was singing "Like A Virgin" she has given birth to a whole lot of musical children ranging from Britney Spears to Lady Gaga to Katy Perry to Miley Cyrus. One wonders when the whole chain of nonsense will stop. A tit flash? A beaver shot on stage? Perhaps a little fellatio on stage?
And the whole wonder is that from Madonna on the result has not been the expression of love, desire or longing. In fact, they have not even been sexy or erotic. They have been expressions of the most base animal instincts akin to watching a bull and cow mating in a pasture.
Why is it that the performances of Peggy Lee, Rosemary Clooney, Julie London, Jane Monheit and Diane Krall, among a few others, reflect a more sexy or erotic sense than to the current crop of slut singers? None of them dress(ed) like cheap whores, none of them dance(ed) like drunken pole dancers, and all of them sang (or sing) doing nothing more than standing or sitting in front of microphones.
Here's a Tom Waits' song sung by Diane Krall that has nothing to do with love or sex. And yet it expresses a sense of longing that Madonna and her musical offspring have shown themselves unable to express:
YouTube - Diana Krall - The heart of saturday night (Tom Waits)