Monkey Business in Bloomington, MN

Hip-hop
artists with commercial aspirations need never appear pandering to their audience, since a tough, defiant stance -- aka keeping it real -- is exactly what will draw in most crossover listeners anyway. Nevertheless,
the Black Eyed Peas
quickly embraced the
pop
world after the surprising success of third album
Elephunk
, and only continued their repositioning as a mainstream act with 2005's
Monkey Business
. That focus is immediately clear on the opener,
"Pump It Up,"
where they gladly welcome listeners on a track whose sample --
Dick Dale
's
"Misirlou,"
already ubiquitous before it appeared in
Pulp Fiction
-- has to replace
"Walk This Way"
or
"I'll Be Missing You"
(more on
Sting
later) as the most conspicuous case of an unmissable
rock
riff being used on a
rap
track. With the Wal-Mart audience safely in tow, the group moves on to motivate its
hip-hop
base by reaching for every trick in the grab bag of contemporary
urban
music. These attempts are either serviceable or wildly unsuccessful.
"Disco Club"
is one of the few serviceable tracks, an apt re-creation of
Cassidy
"Hotel."
Wildly unsuccessful is the group's utilization of its newest member,
Fergie
, to function as an imitator of the hyper-sexual
Kelis
/
Ciara
archetype on
"My Humps,"
which makes for one of the most embarrassing
performances of the new millennium (sample lyric: "My hump (9x)/My lovely little lumps"). Unlike
, the
Justin Timberlake
feature here (
"My Style"
) is placed early in the program, and it's bolstered by a
Timbaland
production, which eases the strain of an otherwise featherweight jam. Most of the songs on
are the same type of
party rap
singalong that
Black Eyed Peas
made their name with on
. But other than
"Disco Club,"
the only one that works as anything but background party music is
"Feel It,"
a rare production by the group's
apl.de.ap
(
will.i.am
handles most of the rest). At the very tail end of the disc, there's one brief glance at
' history as a socially conscious group --
"Union,"
featuring
and
Branford Marsalis
, which floats the usual bromides about peace and equality (and swipes the sound and speak of
Bob Marley
in the process).
could easily sell just as well, or better, than
, but what the group made sound effortless in the past sounds strained and canned here. ~ John Bush