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Obsessed with carnality as he is, it was only a matter of time before
realized that it's better to sound sexy than to blather about it incessantly. This monumental moment arrives on his third album,
, easily his sleekest collection of sounds and his only album to contain a suggestion of seduction within its grooves. Actually,
is
's only album to actually groove, as he sets down his acoustic guitar for much of the album and rides along on smooth rhythms partially indebted to '80s blue-eyed soul by
and
-- in that sense, the album recalls
's
-- but he relies more heavily on
, mixing it up with some modern neo-soul that gives this a surprisingly soulful sound.
can glide on these surfaces, leaning on the gentle art of insinuation instead of goosing his paramour, but old habits die hard: it's only a matter of time before he punctures the seduction by scatting sophomorically, slipping in juvenile come-ons ("You make my slacks tight"), or stuttering manic syncopations on
is also prone to terminal cuteness, drafting in a kids chorus to close out the coda of
and mewling out phrases like "always a goody doer," and while these are often so close-miked and forthright they're hard to ignore, they're also just not as prevalent as they were on the icky
. Also, they're cleverly camouflaged beneath that gossamer gloss, typified by the quite catchy
whose
-styled horns disguise his mildly queasy oral sex puns.
's lyrics don't stand up to such close scrutiny -- something the
, perhaps autobiographical divorce ballad
("Was it my mom who put dad out on his ass/Or the other way around") makes plain -- but the nice thing about the soulful shimmer of
is that it's so slick that it's easy to ignore the gibberish spilling out of
's mouth and just enjoy the sunny, easy sound. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine