What do they make dreams for?
“Blurred Lines” is a calling card. The man of “When I Get You Alone” is long overdue for a new signature jam. Robin Thicke’s heavy lidded lover boy schtick has aged into something that’s a little bit sleazy and off-putting and somehow that’s okay? Because it’s self aware and therefore, a little bit funny? Unlike J-Timbs, who always seems about to crack into an ingratiating Disney smile no matter what smooth move he’s pulling, Thicke appears legitimately disreputable and that is part of his slow wink charm. He is the seducer that you are just a little bit embarrassed to fall for, since his presentation is so overt. How could you, a smart individual, fall for this Continental-type shit? Why is he pronouncing his Ts like that? Why am I smiling back? When did the dancing start? What is happening?
So what makes a good girl? Or a nice guy? The idea that not everyone wears their sex drive on their sleeve? That you can be classy in the streets, freaky in the sheets? Yeaaaah…and? Luckily, Thicke knows he’s not breaking any new ground on the subject (or musically— though reanimated Marvin Gayeisms are always welcome), which is why he becomes less and less interested in it until he’s just offering you weed and patting the seat next to him with a goofy grin. This is Friday evening before the party, so relax. Get loose.
(Despite my initial lukewarm reaction, this has become a major ear worm. I want to do a get-ready-to-go-out dance to it. Apply some expensive, tasty lipstick, fit into dresses from my early 20s, trill my fingers to the maybe I’m going out of my ma-a-a-a-a-a-i-n-n-n-d, and shout YOU DA HOTTEST BITCH IN THIS PLACE! Do over-the-shoulder Pat Cleveland-style camera poses to the flat-voiced I feel so lucky/you wanna hug me/what rhymes with hug me? bit. The track is infectious because it is repetitive in just the right way, the simple little bass line constantly picks you up and brings you right back to the beginning. Game over? Nah. Press START. Again and again until you’re great at it.)
PS Forget about the video, I ain’t even linking that nonsense.

