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REVIEWS, Page 70MUSICRap, Crackle And Pop
By GUY GARCIA
PERFORMER: PRINCE AND THE NEW POWER GENERATION
ALBUM: (Logo consisting of stylized combination of sex
symbols for male and female)
LABEL: Warner
THE BOTTOM LINE: The pharaoh of funk gets personal on a
raunchy, catchy new album, his best in years.
Never shy about voicing his intentions, Prince gets right
to the point in the opening seconds of his new album, (logo
symbol): "My name is Prince/ And I am funky/ I am Prince/ The
one and only." It's no idle boast. The record, his first since
signing an unprecedented $100 million deal with Warner Records
earlier this year, aims -- and succeeds -- at nothing less than
reasserting his rightful place in the pop pantheon. Effortlessly
inventive and seething with melodic and rhythmic vitality, this
collection of raunchy rap riffs, detonating dance rhythms and
silky soul ballads is Prince's best album in years, proving that
his pioneering amalgam of funk, rock and pop is as fresh and
potent as ever.
Like the enigmatic emblem that serves as its title, the
album, which its creator describes as "rock soap opera," flirts
with esoteric meanings as it chronicles the love affair between
a pop superstar named Prince and the princess of a fictional
Middle Eastern kingdom. Still struggling to reconcile his animal
instincts with his loftier passions, Prince once again bares his
tortured muse -- a silver-throated satyr torn between heaven and
hell. But this time around, the paradox is addressed with a wry
self-awareness that suggests he has struck a productive truce
with his old demons. Chaste confections like And God Created
Woman, Sweet Baby and Damn U are balanced by the pelvis-pounding
grooves of The Max and the jazzy, snazzy Sexy M.F., which will
be released in edited and unexpurgated versions.
Interspersed among the songs is a series of phone
conversations between Prince and an intrepid reporter named
Vanessa Bartholomew, sportingly played by Cheers TV star Kirstie
Alley. "Why do you pretend to be a maze?" she asks in
exasperation. "I'm amazed at your beauty," Prince replies. But
his real answer seems to be in the lyric of My Name Is Prince,
in which he declares, "I know from righteous I know from sin/
I got two sides and they're both friends."
Despite his continuing need to shroud himself in sexual
and emotional ambiguity, Prince, unlike Michael Jackson, has
never let fame insulate him from reality. His kinky kingdom is
alive with the voices and concerns of ordinary people; in
standout cuts like 7, The Morning Papers and The Sacrifice of
Victor, the music teems with monologues, dialogues and soaring
gospel exhortations, all conjoining in a communion of anger,
hope and harmony. The irony is sweet enough for even the pharaoh
of funk to savor. After years of penitential posing, Prince has
looked into his jaded soul and found creative deliverance.