Rolling Stone called this album the "best blue-eyed soul record in recent memory," which shows you just how bad this album is. Can anyone recall any "blue-eyed soul record" anywhere in his or her memory?
Exactly.
With an unsettling Yanni-meets-AJ-Mclean-from-the-Backstreet-Boys look and wannabe hits like "Make a Baby" and "The Stupid Things," this guy is going nowhere and fast. It puzzles me to think who would have signed him in the first place. More than likely it was someone under the influence of a mentally debilitating stimulant.
At first glance I thought the name of the album was Thicke, but sadly, I was mistaken. His name is Thicke, and I don't know what it refers to but it definitely isn't his talent. I would be somewhat forgiving if the man could at least compose some good lyrics, but after listening to the first song on A Beautiful World, it's clear that that's a stretch. Repetitive lyrics, mind-numbing beats and the furthest thing I've heard from singing in a long time, quite possibly make this record the biggest waste of money in recent history.
Thus far, Thicke's only claim to fame is the Sprite, "What's Your Thirst?" commercial. He should have stuck to jingles, or his original career choice - producing. It's probably unnecessary to tell you this now, but heed my advice: avoid this record at all costs.
Reach the reporter at jaime.schneider@asu.edu.
 |
|
|
||||||||||||||
out of four
