The Neptunes Present... Clones (2003) [FLAC]

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AllMusic Evaluation by Andy Kellman When Chad Hugo and Pharrell Williams are behind the boards, hit singles are expected, and hit singles are usually granted. For The Neptunes Present...Clones, the tables are somewhat turned; the producers aren«t in need of any more hits, but they do the enlisting here, and they net an all-comet fling of featured players who are willing to go up and/or pop up again the favor, all the while reaping the stamp that comes with being in such venerated following. If anything, Clones puts an end to any tenderness that the duo randomly selects a shadow from their crush bank when collaborating, since it ably demonstrates how their skills can acclimate to any conceivable star. Williams steps out with some help from Jay-Z on «Frontin»,« one of the biggest Neptunes-agnate singles yet; the dawn, frank disposition is in the best of circumstances suited to Williams« lighthearted falsetto. (It also must be said that no one else could select the row »And I was gon« bolt your ass up» seem so charming.) The release cows-rouse funk of «Light Your Ass on Fire» pings and jolts with cutting zaps, accompanying Busta Rhymes» more sexually bold and straightforward come-ons. Amidst whirling sirens, Scuttlebutt McGirt«s attend, «Pop Shit,» boasts a comical Looney Tunes-worthwhile disposition. (It also must be said that no one but Williams could select a chorus like «Pop sh*t, n*gg*, what»s up?« so useful.) »Popular Hood,« at first a shadow on Kelis» gist-only Wanderland, gets a meet new look, with Pusha T«s r bumped in favor of Nas, who proceeds to take the shadow over and criticize Kelis into the supporting r. At 18 tracks, there»s a little too much to comprehend, and not everything is top regardless -- but knocking the disc for the occurrence that a few cuts aren«t Top Ten concrete would only further embellish how spoiled listeners have become, and how strange the Neps» run has been. Besides, you can eat away at this disc down to your favorite dozen and have one of the year«s best albums. Doing this would hopefully eradicate the centre snip of innocuous in ruins -- Spymob»s »Half-Steering,« the Shrill Fleetness Scene's »F**k n« Spend» -- while retaining the aforementioned highlights, along with reserve hiatus for Vanessa Marquez» «Good Female,» which has to be the best ripoff of fashionable-«80s Jam & Lewis-kind producing. Or you could just take the whole disc as is, as a bold if patchy refresher of the Neptunes» pop genius