This new Prince album is stinkingly bad, the patter I’d heard so far was some sort of creative rebirth?! This is really averagely ugly. Song after song, I recoil like some Hammer Horror damsel from the sheer lack of anything resembling the vital spark that made Prince a bone fide genius.

Listen to “Cinnamon Girl”’s solo, ugh it’s fucking dreadful! The lyrics are actually sniggeringly funny, not just crap. “What do u Want me 2 do?” brings to mind a dog scrabbling in the rain at the back door, paws slapping against the glass, claws sliding up down, as prince tries to desperatly put together the stripped elements that recall the feel of the Sign o the Times days.

Any song containing the line “that’s when I’m going to lay her ‘cross my piano stool and sing to her” (“The Marrying Kind”) needs to be hammered and burnt. And by my beard, I would do it too, had this song not appeared countless times, in slightly different incarnations, across the last 3-4 Prince albums. And the guitar flourishes. Sweet Jesus NO!

D’Angelo!! Wake up and show him how its done.