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Sami Jaroush from Rock It Out! Blog deals with Valentine’s Day music, specifically the type of tunes you play when the wine’s all gone and the candles are burnt out. Are you a fan of Marvin Gaye, Barry White, Al Green, or maybe… R Kelly? Watch the video below to hear Sami Beefcake’s favorite tunes, then shares yours in the comments. Read more here: http://bit.ly/XCi3rk

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Bruno Mars doesn’t do low stakes. He is a drama king, a man who thrives on grand statements, soap-opera plotlines and actual-opera melodrama. On his second album, Mars sings endlessly about sex – wild, wind-swept, Wagner­ian sex. The smuttiest song here, “Gorilla,” has a backbeat that would make Mutt Lange quake in his boots and a lyric that R. Kelly would kill to have written: “You’re bangin’ on my chest/Bang, bang/Gorilla . . . you and me, making love like gorillas.”

From another performer, the bombast might be a deal-breaker, but from Mars – a master song-crafter and a nimble, soulful vocalist – it is the stuff of great pop. As on his 2010 debut, Doo-Wops & Hooligans, he infuses his songs with old-fashioned crooning as classily antique as his wide-brimmed fedora. But there’s lots more: creamy Michael Jackson/Prince-schooled disco soul (“Treasure”), frazzled Police-style rock reggae (“Locked Out of Heaven”), Elton John-like balladry, Def Leppard grandiosity, dub reggae, all couched in beat-savvy modern production (Diplo, Jeff Bhasker, Mark Ronson). The result is a record that makes the competition sound sad and idea-starved by comparison.

Bruno Mars doesn’t do low stakes. He is a drama king, a man who thrives on grand statements, soap-opera plotlines and actual-opera melodrama. On his second album, Mars sings endlessly about sex – wild, wind-swept, Wagner­ian sex. The smuttiest song here, “Gorilla,” has a backbeat that would make Mutt Lange quake in his boots and a lyric that R. Kelly would kill to have written: “You’re bangin’ on my chest/Bang, bang/Gorilla . . . you and me, making love like gorillas.”

From another performer, the bombast might be a deal-breaker, but from Mars – a master song-crafter and a nimble, soulful vocalist – it is the stuff of great pop. As on his 2010 debut, Doo-Wops & Hooligans, he infuses his songs with old-fashioned crooning as classily antique as his wide-brimmed fedora. But there’s lots more: creamy Michael Jackson/Prince-schooled disco soul (“Treasure”), frazzled Police-style rock reggae (“Locked Out of Heaven”), Elton John-like balladry, Def Leppard grandiosity, dub reggae, all couched in beat-savvy modern production (Diplo, Jeff Bhasker, Mark Ronson). The result is a record that makes the competition sound sad and idea-starved by comparison.

(review by Jody Rosen for rollingstone.com)

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