Let me preface this by saying that the only song that The-Dream has released that I have enjoyed is “I Luv Your Girl” off of his 1st album. Every album after that has been excrutiating to me and I have found that I loathe pretty much everything about his solo career. But of course, I sucked up the pain and listened to the NINE MINUTE DUAL SINGLE called “Body Work/F**k My Brains Out” from his new album The Love, IV (Diary of a Mad Man) only because I didn’t want you to have to. Call me generous.
If R. Kelly‘s lyrics and Prince‘s production (during his “The Artist” phase) came together over the screechings of a dying cat, you get The-Dream‘s new single. As a matter of fact you can probably sum up most of his career with that description. This single is trying its hardest to be an epic, climatic ode to raunchy sex. I for one vote no, and all of the women who have had his children probably agree. It’s a mish mash of styles that does not come together for me. I hear that this was self-produced which is also very telling.
Don’t get me wrong. The-Dream does have an ear for a pop hook and melody and I often enjoy his music FOR OTHER PEOPLE, but his vocal ability does nothing for me. He often sounds like a koala bear drowning and that’s just not pleasant for any one. However, I’m sure people will love this in the club, but I will take my water break if this comes on. Please readers, tell me I’m wrong.