After the release of The Rainbow Children, N.E.W.S and Musicology, it appeared that Prince had forsaken the funk, but his Universal debut, 3121, sees him back in booty-shaking form. The song lyrics and the photos decorating the enclosed booklet suggest 3121 is a concept album about a rendezvous at some Princely pleasure pad not unlike Hotel California, in this case where the champagne glasses have chocolate handles and the purple felt on the golden pool table is emblazoned with his signature symbol. There's nothing terribly adventurous here. In fact, there's nothing on 3121 that Prince hasn't done better before. But I'd much rather hear him working up a sweat, socking away in the pocket with handclap accents, than babbling religious doctrine any day.