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" Let&amp;#039;s get this out of the way: Beyonc\u00E9&amp;#039;s new self-titled fifth album is a hot, sticky affair. The singer implores someone (Mr. Carter, we assume) to &amp;quot;lick my skittles&amp;quot; on the standout disco track &amp;quot;Blow.&amp;quot; On &amp;quot;Partition,&amp;quot; she tells her driver, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t need you seeing &amp;#039;yonce on her knees.&amp;quot; And on &amp;quot;Rocket,&amp;quot; she basically out-Princes Prince with a funk jam that is dedicated to establishing the fact that she is very comfortable with her body and knows how to use it. Oddly, Beyonc\u00E9 is also by far the singer&amp;#039;s most personal album to date. You don&amp;#039;t really get the sense that she&amp;#039;s undressing for record sales. Instead, it seems like the older she gets, the more &amp;#039;Yonce feels comfortable talking about her sex life as exactly what it is: messy, drunk, tender, and often a whole lot of fun. And that&amp;#039;s what makes a song like &amp;quot;Rocket&amp;quot; more sweet than scandalous. In the accompanying video, which you can watch by buying the bundled &amp;quot;visual album&amp;quot; on iTunes, Beyonc\u00E9 shows some skin while describing her body and what&amp;#039;s being done to it in the most loving, even goofy terms possible, including comparing her peaks to a mountain. She gets away with it, even makes it sexy, of course, because she&amp;#039;s Beyonc\u00E9. And she knows this. &amp;quot;Ooh my shit&amp;#039;s so good that it ain&amp;#039;t even right,&amp;quot; she coos. We couldn&amp;#039;t agree more.      Follow The Culture Blog on RSS and on Twitter at @ESQCulture. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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