Album Review: Jamie Foxx Best Night of My Life

Album cover for Best Night Of My Life. Photo / Supplied

Rating: 2.5/5
Verdict: Acting the young fool

Jamie Foxx is an actor, a comedian, and, when he has a little down time, a musician. And though he is in his 40s, it sounds as though he must spend a bit of time in nightclubs too.

His fourth studio album of autotuned party tracks may do clever things like rhyme beer with chandelier, but they will not rewrite his bio as "also an actor".

It feels like an album created not from the heart or to coincide with some cultural zeitgeist but rather to cash-in on the brand.

Sure, it delivers a collection of tracks that would get bodies moving in a club but they probably won't walk away singing any of them.

His mediocre R&B is saved by guest rappers: Gucci Mane turns up the heat in the sultry Speak French, while Ludacris and Soulja Boys appear on the heaving rap track Yep Dat's Me.

The entire album is saved by the hip-swinging beats of Winner, featuring Justin Timberlake.

Its title track is snappy enough - it has finger-snaps - and allows Foxx to flaunt his distinguished older man status on the pop circuit. The girl in the bikini he sings about? Yeah, he wants to take her home. But there's a twist. He wants to make a child with her. A daughter or a son.

Meanwhile in Quit Your Job he is certainly down-with-the-kids "I feel like a kid in the park". A little confused, perhaps.

-TimeOut