why do i not see the collaboration with the jonas brothers?

why do i not see the collaboration with the jonas brothers?

Anyone liking this new effort?
Sounds like it was recorded in 2 days.

Trash manufactured producer=Crap produced shit = Thief.

listened to most of the tracks on youtube already

saved me the trouble

it pretty much sucks

he needs to go on Celebrity Fit Club and then get some help producing his next record because he sounds lazy and looks larger than ever

If you cant come up with a new name for your new album and you have to name it after your last album. HOW THE FUCK! I am suppose to listen your music and respect it? I wont listen. I'm not going to. I don't like it. The lack of being original in popular music hasn't got so bad.

** of 5

Timbaland
Shock Value II
by Jesse Cataldo
Posted: December 7, 2009


hock Value II is a vanity project, the kind of bonus fluff that you can get away with releasing when you're as famous and respected as Timbaland. And there's nothing inherently wrong with that; albums like this can be amusing gift baskets when pulled off correctly—samplings of different artists and styles, mini-portfolios with something for everyone. Unfortunately, the first Shock Value was something far drearier, and so is the sequel, serving more as a grounds for Timbaland to play out his fantasy-camp rapper dreams than anything else.

To be fair, Timbaland is not a terrible rapper. His clumsy flow is no worse than Diddy's jittery streams of twaddle, but it's just as annoying. The tendency here, whether intentional or not, is to surround himself with mediocre talent rather than the titans who he helped make superstars, meaning we get Drake and Timbaland's younger brother Sebastian instead of Missy Elliott and Jay-Z. The mix of professional and amateur has the feel of watching a millionaire running the court with NBA players, only it's the Nets instead of the Celtics.

Even worse is the fact that Timbaland aims for broad appeal rather than quality, an attempt to highlight diversity that results in untenable appearances from Chad Kroeger of Nickleback, the Fray, and JoJo. Justin Timberlake and Drake both offer admirable turns, but are forced to operate with unenviably tepid production. The overall laziness of that facet is even more inexcusable coming from one of the most renowned producers of the last decade.

Mildly pleasant surprises (Chad Kroeger's verse on "Tomorrow in a Bottle" actually isn't that bad) are matched by outright disasters like "We Belong to the Music," where Miley Cyrus gives a lesson on being unbearable. Then, when things seem just bad enough, there's the Jet collaboration of "Timothy Where Have You Been," which enters a different realm of miserable by pairing mopey, bloodless rock with a grating "my story" narrative, shaping a pile of ungainly wordplay into astoundingly embarrassing disaster.

I love the track with him and Brandy..

Complete and utter garbage album.