Beyoncé makes no such missteps, though her album is just as salacious. Opener "Crazy in Love" is already the song of the summer, a sweaty disco anthem with triumphant horns and beats. "Naughty Girl" is radio Viagra, with a breathy Beyoncé moaning not-so-sweet nothings over muted flute and wah-wah guitar. Even better is "Speechless," a tawdry torch song meant for the bedroom. Of course, Beyoncé still has some growing up to do -- the second half of Love often succumbs to rote R&B -- but this album should keep her around long enough to do just that.
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