What a horrible review!!  First of all the record is  titled "Future Love/ 
Sex Sounds" not Future Sounds Love Sexy... get it  right ...  and it's Three
Six 
Mafia not Three Mafia Six.  I can't take  criticism from a writer who
clearly 
does not do his/her research.  There  were a wealth of other errors in there

but you get the point I'm sure.   Thanks for sharing though.
-Portia
 
 
In a message dated 9/5/2006 8:50:13 A.M. Eastern Standard Time,  
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

Here is  a review of JT's concert from Fox411. Taking his band mates and
title (Love  Sexy) no wonder Prince called Timberlake out. Lol

Justin Timberlake:  Out of Sync, or Timber-Fake?

AP
Justin Timberlake poses with a fan  as he arrives at the 2006 MTV Video
Music Awards in New York  Thursday.
On a night when MTV put on its annual freak show - and gained  terrible
reviews from not only critics but fans alike - it seemed  only
appropriate that their last best hope of an artist staged an  after-show
concert to promote his new, monotonous album.

Justin  Timberlake, who's only 25 but at this point seems like he's 60,
played the  Roseland Ballroom in New York City this morning. The show was
scheduled for  midnight, but came off around 1:30 a.m. in a swirl  of
disorganization.

This probably had something to do with the fact  that his overpowered
agent is also simultaneously handling the tricky  comeback of Janet
Jackson and that his publicist was at the Venice Film  Festival with Ben
Affleck. That left the planning to Timberlake's record  company, Jive,
whose name suits them to a T.

I should tell you that  Roseland was jam-packed by the time Timberlake
hit the stage wearing, for  some reason, a little black Charlie
Chaplin-type bowler and a black vest  over a white shirt.

There was a scarcity of celebrities in the house -  try just Sean "Diddy"
Combs, who also sported a similar hat, and Ivanka  Trump, daughter of you
know who.

If Timberlake's Hollywood  girlfriend, Cameron Diaz, or any of her pals
were in the house, it was the  best-kept secret in the room.

The show was designed to promote the  former NSYNC star's new album,
"FutureSounds/Love Sexy," which hits stores  Sept. 12.

Like Beyonce's "B'Day" and Jessica Simpson's "A Public  Affair," this new
album by a contemporary pop singer sounds like it was  made in some
distant corporate factory full of pounding beats and  pre-ordered
screeching.

The songs, like the ones that were cited on  Wednesday at BMI's Urban
Awards, were written by committees.

Justin  also has the disadvantage of trying to appear as a musician
rather than  simply a singer. This is too bad, because his voice is
terrific. He's  developed a really great R&B falsetto, supple enough to
take on a  couple of well-arranged Philly soul-like numbers and match the
vivid rhythm  section of his tight, well-constructed 12-piece band.

But he tries too  hard, simulating keyboard playing that feels
unconvincing, considering that  two more players are hidden in the dark
confines of the band.

And  when he tries to play acoustic guitar, Timberlake has a habit of
turning  his back to the crowd or standing at an angle where his hands
are hidden  from view.

Meanwhile, two other guitarists flail away with gusto. Is  Justin faking
it, using the instruments as a prop? You'd almost think so  from the way
the show is staged.

He kicked off the proceedings with  a medley of his 2002 hit "Cry Me a
River" that included the wildly  successful pop star giving the crowd a
two-fisted middle finger salute.  He's angry, you understand.

After following with another song from his  previous "Justified" album -
"Senorita" featuring the Black Eyed Peas'  Will.i.am - he warned his
fans, "We're going to do new stuff, and if you  don't like, F-you." The
masochistic audience cheered him.

Timberlake  is smart enough to include a lot of real hip-hoppers in his
show to lend an  air of authenticity.

Imagine if Pat Boone, rather than simply ripping  off Little Richard, had
toured back in the day with the "Tutti Frutti"  singer and featured Chuck
Berry or Bo Diddley. That's the concept  Timberlake goes for, and his
guest stars - producer Timbaland, rapper T.I.  King and Three Mafia Six,
and on the coming album, the amazing Charlie  Wilson - don't mind the
attention.

In each case, they actually make  the show come alive, and they can
probably feel it. Still, you'd be better  off buying their albums if you
want to hear the real thing.

The  other surprise guest of the night was Timberlake's former NSYNC
buddy J.C.  Chasez, whose solo number was a generous gesture on the part
of  Justin.

Chasez's song was unexpectedly strong, and nearly stole the  show from
Timberlake for its energy and straight-on vocal power.

In  the end, though Timberlake's fans - lots and lots of girls of all
shapes  and sizes - love him no matter what. They sing along to his
single  "SexyBack" even though it has no melody, and they swoon as if
he's a  modern-day Frank Sinatra at the Paramount. When "Future Love/Love
Sexy" is  released, that's all that matters.

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