Was Boyfriend Material leaked or officially released by aRIH's camp?
Hope its the former because it sounds exactly like a throwaway from the Yours Truly album, and i'd hope "Problem" is her unleashing her inner Jézébél. Don't none want that Sunday School mess.
Was Boyfriend Material leaked or officially released by aRIH's camp?
Hope its the former because it sounds exactly like a throwaway from the Yours Truly album, and i'd hope "Problem" is her unleashing her inner Jézébél. Don't none want that Sunday School mess.
Ariana leaked it as a gift to fans I think.
I wouldn't worry, she's clearly going to be focusing on raunchy songs for her Good Girl Gone Bad era. The song is cute though.
I like the tension between the free floating pleasure and the lock-it-down monogamy of this. For a track that rolls around and doesn’t rise or rest, the lyrics’ trying to figure out how to process a wide variety of desires is more fascinating than it has any right to be. Extra point for the hand-claps.
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Coming out of anyone else’s mouth, let alone JT’s, these oversexed come-ons (really, they’re come-afters) would sound gross. But Usher, uniquely, has the panache to get them over. 20 years into his career — let that sink in for a moment — he gets better and better as a singer, and by evidence of the song’s video, the same is true for his dancing. Usher is the true, and frankly only, heir to Michael Jackson’s throne. He hasn’t yet made his Thriller (though Confessions came closer than you think), but he may do so yet. The salsa snares here are perfection; the multi-tracked-to-heaven multiple Ushers on “KISSERRRRRRR” are even better. The first truly great, classic single of 2014.
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What I love more about “Good Kisser” than Usher’s falsetto — which he continues to harness with better results as he ages — is the dazzling show of percussive mastery from Pop & Oak, the R&B production duo responsible for Elle Varner’s Perfectly Imperfect, Miguel’s “Use Me,” and Nicki Minaj’s “Your Love.” They just get it. It being the delicate balance of sex jams’ aural give and take. Just listen to the storm of hunger they whip up here, all panting snares and primal bassline, with brief snippets of Usher meant to titillate further. Yet they resist the urge to go full volcanic in the release, crafting a chorus that settles on warm pleasure. It’s high time these guys got their own Wikipedia page.