November Record Club - Prince, "1999"

Indeed, this is an album all about the end times. The last moment before everything changes. I can think of nothing more appropriate.

This of course made it into my list of indispensable Prince albums. Unlike many albums in my discography reviews, this is one I've listened to again since.

Selections from my entry in the discography review:

Yes I went to a prom in 1999, and yes the DJ did play the titular song, and yes the teenagers (including myself) did not have sufficient appreciation for it.

"Let's Pretend We're Married" - So that we can do it, right? Anyway, this synth is much meaner. Like, what if Prince recorded for the Terminator soundtrack. The chorus and synth have a great call-and-response thing, and Prince throws in a little nonsense scat. Kiss sound effect! This song isn't such a dance number as tracks one and three, but it would be awesome to see live. We get some dark little breakdowns. Come on baby, let's ball. Prince wants you so badly it hurts - ooh he wants to fuck. Hot. It goes on, damn.

Summary: It blows my mind how Prince can combine the sexy with straight-forward talk about his belief in God and be effective, though not all of his mixology is great. This actually has several tracks that I like better than the well-known leading singles. It's my top album so far, and it's a double. I hope all of Prince's super-length records prove this strong. The second disk is a distinctly different animal from the first, far more experimental and often dark in tone (not just lyrics, like the title track).

Sexiness level, 1-5 scale: 4. This is more than dirty talk and orgasmic moans, although those are there - it's a party.