The coming-of-age-young-urban-starlet is a wondrous thing to behold, isn't she? Well, no, not usually -- since in this day and age, we associate her with multiple piercings of her nether regions, embarrassingly out-of-it public appearances and a tendency to dry-hump everything in sight. Given all that, album number three for 19-year-old British vocalist Joss Stone is relatively sedate -- but only intermittently more satisfying.
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When she and producer Raphael Saadiq hit, they hit big, pushing tempos beyond hip-hop's usual BPM. Songs like "Put Your Hands on Me" and "Girl They Won't Believe It" draw direct links to Motown, even as they maintain a contemporary sheen. At those moments, Introducing sounds like it's the bridge between neo-soul and modern R&B. But over the course of these 14 tracks, the sex eventually outlasts the melodies, leaving Stone's big, boisterous voice with little to do.