Is there anyone in America who is as foppishly heterosexual as André 3000? The man is a clothes horse and a sophisticate, but the perceptions that often cling to someone who so self-identifies don't stick to him. The Love Below is awesome, even more so than I remembered. Where Speakerboxx was restrained and stiff, this album was manic, sweaty, and hilarious. The songs are all listenable, and several are better than that. 'Hey Ya,' overplayed for months after its release, was really fun to hear with fresh ears. 'Prototype' is a nice slow jam, and the overtly sexual 'Spread' is more than just misogyny.
There is range here; it doesn't try too hard - it just is what it is: a heaving ode to love and lust, with a big wink to its fans.
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