Pitbull and Chris Brown Aren't Much Fun To Be Around

Latino baller Pitbull and bad boy Chris Brown have joined forces in their quest to have fun. Did it work? The back beat's irresistible. You go above and beyond the two drink minimum and a good time seems in the offing. Chris Brown hasn't exactly been putting the ardor in my larder since "Run It". He's been a wee bit too busy making headlines for the wrong reasons (Right Rihanna?) If Chris was aiming to restore his career credibility by teaming up with Pitbull then I do give him the nod for showing off some business acumen. Pitbull doesn't waste any opportunity to demonstrate why he's the 2010s hot ticket at present. The ladies adore him for his tight package. The dudes know they stand a better chance of getting past first base with Pitbull on shuffle. Where might his charisma stem from. Truth be told, delivery tells the tale. From shades to suit to tie Pitbull reflects a swoon mandating masculinity that you'd only equal with a performer in the league of a Justin Timberlake. Pitbull about edge whereas J.T. comes from smooth central. Pitbull wants nothing other than to have fun, cut loose, let it all hang out. It's not beneath him to coax a woman into an impromptu strip tease which I don't imagine too many femmes would say no to. At the opening, tag partner Chris yearns for the shadows where he and his lady can get lost. Under a hazy moon's cover he wants to express himself to the fullest degree, booty call style that is. "Fun" does bring with it lightweight thrills but after that third margarita or lime shooter are you really going to pay it much mind? If what you really seek to achieve in a marvelous evening is a few steps higher than light beer jollies then "Fun" may be the disappointment you're desperate to avoid. The marketing brass linking this twosome together wasn't short on horse sense but in today's short and getting shorter all the time attention span marketplace pushing two marquee names together thinking buzz is imminent won't wash. Not only does Pitbull try to undress the chicks with his eyes he gives us an itinerary of the globetrotting locales he has stamped his brand name on. Monaco? Oooh...Miami? Aaaah...The boy and and a limo come off like a match made in paparazzi heaven. Enrique Iglesias gets his very own name drop as well. It's telling how far Chris Brown's stock has fallen in such a relatively short span of time that has to take spotlight commanding sessions from Pitbull but, that's the world we currently live in. Chris doesn't get much to do past the opening verse. Again. marketing at its most calculating. You let Robin stay by the Justice League trouble alert headquarters in case something goes horribly wrong but you let Batman handle the heavy lifting. "Fun" looks better on a playlist than "Mild Diversion" but the latter tells this lower wattage tale. Pitbull gets reduced to barking pitifully on the porch, Chris gets mere ear candy billing and we the general public reap at best minimal rewards. Too cheap to merit much cosmic airspace. You'd likely have a better time visiting Pitbull's Miami home turf than giving this single anything other than passing fancy status.