In the vernacular of Trailer Park Boys, Thicke is "greasy." I like your point and I agree with it. This is part of my issue with slam poetry, but I guess that's also why many people feel it's so much more accessible than a lot of poetry on the page. It's funny though, since most people subvocalize at least some of the time when they read (or in any event, they move their lips), so I'd be inclined to think that the music of the words would carry through, but I have grossly underestimate many people's capacity for imagination on many occasions, much to my disappointment.

I like that this recording exists though. I feel like I've encountered something similar to this before, somewhere. Maybe it's because I love music so much, but I get annoyed when I hear someone defending a song they like by saying "but it's got a good beat!" and often egregiously keeping time. I don't blame people for liking things, but they should have the balls to admit when they like bad things. I mean, I love cooking and I also love Velveeta. Big deal. It doesn't have to be a "thing."