A mere 40 albums into his career, Prince unveils his first record that's neither colossally brilliant nor uniquely awful. It's just...eh. The title track, about our reddening planet, is well intended but dull, while the sex songs suffer from being not nastily intended enough. There's an occasional dirty line — "She's too original from her head down to her feet/ Still got a butt like a leather seat" — but otherwise, as Prince might say, not much 2 turn u on.