I got this CD for Christmas, but am just now getting a chance to listen to it. Why you ask? Well, mainly I listen to music in the car and, of course, I usually have my little guy with me, and this CD is so not for small ears. You should’ve heard my stuttering explanation of what ‘Sexual Healing’ is. I have no intention of going the same route with ‘Sex Therapy.’ I finally had to hide my copy of Big Spankable Asses because he kept pointing to it and giggling. (Toldja I should never have taught that boy to read.) BTW, I hate this freaking CD’s cover, I have no idea what’s supposed to be going on, but it looks like a sleazy porn mag.
I like the CD, especially the last half which is kinda loungey. There’s nothing on it that I like as much as ‘Lost Without You,’ but I’ve only listened once. I wish he hadn’t done so many songs with rappers, but I know that’s almost a requirement. Especially Jay-z. I don’t like or listen to hip-hop and even I can tell that man has absolutely no flow. It’s a sad commentary on the state of hip-hop that such a untalented hack managed to make millions.
The other day I saw his dad on one of the morning shows and he was bragging about how Robin’s CD is number one on the urban charts. He went on to say that Robin wasn’t born black or urban, but that he converted and he really appreciates the way he was accepted into the community. Yeah, that’s funny.