Thursday, February 16th, 2012

Prince Royce – Las Cosas Pequeñas

Deeply unfortunate, we assure you…


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Brad Shoup: Assured swirl that’s half-bachata, half-throwback slow jam, but mostly about its own charm. Tragically, there’s no texture to the plastic picking; the bell synth patch tries its best to cover for it. That Royce’s own name is an emetic remains a deeply unfortunate coincidence.
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Jonathan Bogart: It’s deeply unfortunate that this boring lullaby is the Jukebox’s introduction to Royce. Not that he’s ever really been a cause for pulse-rate-raising (unless his duet with Daddy Yankee counts), but his early singles had more sparkle and snap to them — he even made “Stand By Me” interesting, and in the twenty-first century! — and with the exception of the obligatory steel-guitar solo (it is bachata, after all) this one just kind of sits there. Which wouldn’t be so bad, except the “na na na na na na” hook sounds almost exactly like Mike Birbiglia’s Kenny G impression.
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Anthony Easton: There is a thin line between gossamer-thin elegance and reductive laziness, and this one dances all over it.
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John Seroff: If pop-crossover bachata was a thing (and I can’t imagine why it wouldn’t be), it would sound like this only with more, you know, English.  “Pequeñas” is still and all pretty accessible once you’re inside the language barrier, all pillow-soft balladeering and windchime quiet storm contrapunted with Spanish guitar. A tetch on the unctuous side but when you get under a rolling RRROYCE who wouldn’t expect to get a little oil on their britches?
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Michaela Drapes: I was a little suspicious, that noodeling in the opening made me a little nervous, but as soon as the Latin percussion kicked in, I knew it was all going to be all right. I especially love how the light-handed R&B-flavored production matches the lyric — I generally associate songs like this with that classically creaky, ratcheting, slightly dated tropical production that is, dare I say it, comfortably tacky. But this is quite nicely done, I’m quite taken by surprise!
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Jer Fairall: A lovely little panty wetter of a song, engineered by picking its way though the most fitting genre affectations: find a smooth piano intro out of the creamiest R&B slow jam here, an exotic little flamenco twist there, and a vocal (and a vocalist) pretty enough to make the most committed boy band hater swoon. Only the drippy, overstated strings threaten to kill the mood, and even then only ever so slightly.
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Katherine St Asaph: Smooth, harmless and weightless romance, and if those adjectives seem faintly damning, you should hear the ones I’m withholding because I just decried them. If it were 1985, not 2012, this wouldn’t need an extra benefit-of-the doubt point.
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2 Responses to “Prince Royce – Las Cosas Pequeñas”

  1. Sorry, guys. Was absolutely positive that Dr. Luke was the producer. I DID check, so I dunno what happened to Wikipedia or my brain. Will discharge my next pinch-hitting email ping duties better next time.

  2. And also my commenting duties. Yikes.