Genuwine’s “Pony” is a helluva sexy song.
It’s the “Let’s Get It On” of the 1990s. It’s the song that my friends and I listened to on repeat in high school, when our hormones raged like cage fighters on fire. “Pony”--in all its metaphoric glory--was the song that made sex seem sexy.
Sex as a theme appears so often in pop/rap music today that you would think that artists aren’t permitted to sign recording contracts without first agreeing to a very specific provision statement, which maintains that at least 65 percent of the songs they write must contain sexual innuendos. Or perhaps no innuendos at all (I’m pointing my pointer finger at Ms. “S&M” Rihanna, you “whips and chains” lover you!).
While there are a lot of sexy sex songs out there--I put Usher’s “Love in This Club” and Flo Rida’s “Right ‘Round” among them--it is very difficult to achieve the level of ear-popping, heart-throbbing sensuality that Genuwine accomplished on “Pony.” That song is smooth. It’s voluptuous. It’s melted chocolate poured on your outstretched tongue.
Heads up, folks: out of left field comes the fly ball that is Miguel’s “Adorn.”
This song begins with a dreamy, subtle intro that sounds completely unsuspecting. But damn, by the time the meticulous beat and Miguel’s vocals evaporate into your ears and enter your bloodstream, you best be prepared to find yourself the nearest makeshift fan (I would recommend the latest issue of Rolling Stone, where you can later read about Miguel’s sudden rise to stardom).
While it may not have the bouncy energy of “Pony,” “Adorn” is one of those “lay you down and love you right” songs that all women can appreciate. If this song was a man, he would have full lips. Silk in his shoes. And, hopefully, a belt that’s easy to unbuckle.
To Genuwine and Miguel I must say: thank you for keeping my hormones in check.
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