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Track Listing 1. Intro 2. Pony 3. Interlude: Tell Me Do U Wanna 4. Interlude: Holler 5. Interlude: Hello 6. Lonely Daze 7. Ginuwine 4 Ur Mind 8. Interlude: Only When Ur Lonely 9. Interlude 10. I'll Do Anything / I'm Sorry 11. World Is So Cold 12. Interlude 13. When Doves Cry 14. Interlude 15. G Thang 16. Interlude 17. 550 What? 18. Interlude
| Details | | Contributing artists: | Missy Elliott | | Producer: | Timbaland | | Distributor: | Sony Music Distribution ( | | Recording Type: | Studio | | Recording Mode: | Stereo | | SPAR Code: | n/a |
Album Notes Personnel includes: Ginuwine (vocals); Magoo, Timbaland, Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott, Virginia Slim (rap vocals); Tim Mosely (background vocals). Recorded at Pyramid Sound Studios, Ithaca, New York. Ginuwine's tasteful arrangements and subtle, insinuating vocal style make his debut album an exceptional slice of contemporary R&B. Utilizing sparse electronic backing that allows for plenty of atmospheric space, Ginuwine lays down sensuous, low-key vocals that avoid the melismatic histrionics of too many of his contemporaries. He is adept at setting a mood, using samples and snatches of dialogue to create interludes between several of the songs that add to the evocative feel of the proceedings. Several songs make good use of guest vocalists, particularly "Holler," which gets plenty of mileage from a sassy rap by Virginia Slim. While Ginuwine indulges in his share of lascivious banter, he manages to flesh out (no pun intended) his characters by showing their loneliness and desire for true love along with their more carnal concerns. The music is smooth and organic, melodically inviting and rhythmically irresistible.
Industry Reviews 4 stars out of 5 - ...THE BACHELOR is tremendous value, with Timbaland's harsh, stuttering rhythms the perfect compliment. Amusingly lewd, this still oozes the kind of Saturday night sauce once the sole preserve of Prince in his prime. Q (03/01/2000)
4 stars out of 5 - ...THE BACHELOR is tremendous value, with Timbaland's harsh, stuttering rhythms the perfect compliment. Amusingly lewd, this still oozes the kind of Saturday night sauce once the sole preserve of Prince in his prime. Q (03/01/2000)
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