Album Review: Robin Thicke — Sex Therapy

Robin Thicke

Sex Therapy
Star Trak

Robin Thicke has something for everyone on his newest album Sex Therapy — Timberlake-esque falsettos, gangsta speak, and for those who want to get to know him a little better, he offers up his "Mr. Big." But be warned: before you can dive into the sexy world of Thicke and his candy bar, you have to convince yourself that breaking through the shrink-wrap of an album plastered with pictures of what looks like a pimp/shameless womanizer is safe.

The decision to feature industry heavyweights like Jay-Z, Snoop Dogg, and Kid Cudi has made an otherwise run-of-the-mill R&B album stand out from the crowd. "Meiplé" is an especially good romp. Thicke will take you on a journey through French culture, Jay-Z providing the "champagne spilling out of [his] oui oui," and the feminine shrieks and groans in the background leading one to believe the two hooligans must be having the Eurotrips of their lives. What on earth would Beyoncé think?

It must be noted that in spite of Mr. Thicke's roguishness, he's actually a gentleman, stating that "A lady don't lift things, open doors, stand alone" when she's with him. Now, as can be expected in any album of this sort, a few songs will never make it beyond a junior high-school dance, particularly "2 Luv Birds" and "Shakin' it for Daddy," which should be avoided at all costs.

If you're in the market to improve your Purity Test score, this album is dedicated to a Paula Patton, Thicke's sex therapist. Judging by this album, you'll never find anyone better, but even if you just listen to it, things are bound to get a little dirty.