The Sexiest Sex Machine
20-01-06 Revista de Prensa
Jamie Foxx's new album.
by Jody Rosen
Jamie Foxx, love machine
Ladies, Jamie Foxx is going to make you feel like you never felt before. He is going to work you over. He'll meet you in the bathroom of the club for a freaky episode. He will kiss you right below the navel, then rub you with oil on your ear. There'll be puddles in the bed by the time Foxx gets through with you. Girl, the rain is coming.
I know all this because Foxx says so—nearly verbatim—on his new album, Unpredictable, which descended upon record stores just before Christmas in a vaporous cloud of Spanish fly. Unpredictable debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard chart and reached the top spot a week later, a showing that was only slightly better than expected. Even before Foxx won an Oscar for portraying Ray Charles, he was a rising musical star. His 1994 debut, Peep This!, went nowhere, but he's spent the past couple of years angling onto the hip-hop/R&B A-list, forming an alliance with Kanye West and appearing on songs by 50 Cent, Ludacris, and other big-name rappers. He contributed vocals to two No. 1 singles, Twista's "Slow Jamz" and West's "Gold Digger." His piano and vocal skills were praised by Ray Charles himself, and when the Grammy Awards paid posthumous tribute to Charles in 2005, there was Foxx, enthroned behind a gleaming baby grand, belting out "Georgia on My Mind." The record industry is so eager to coronate Foxx that it couldn't even wait for the release of a proper album: Foxx's rendition of Stevie Wonder's "Creepin' " on a Luther Vandross tribute collection earned him a nomination in the upcoming Grammys.
The question wasn't whether Foxx would be a star, but what kind of star he'd be. On Unpredictable, Foxx answers that question with, as one song title puts it, a "Three Letter Word." "S-E-X/ Sex, all the time/ Sex, on my mind," he sings over a desultory wash of synthesizers and a clicking beat. Foxx seems determined to out-Don Juan everyone: Usher, Barry White, Marvin Gaye, even Smoove B. He appears in the CD booklet's foldout poster in a suave love-man pose—slit-eyed, shirtless, with rippling washboard abs and a goatee whose lustrous sheen could only have been achieved with the aid of professional landscapers.
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