Lack of Flex Appeal

I hope I don’t come off as mean here, even though I have no problem being a grouch if the situation requires it, but I am what you call a Flex hater. Yes, that guy who called himself N*gga for the better half of 2008 and then changed his name to Flex. Really, that’s what he decided to go with? Anyway, that’s just the first of my issues with the 29-year-old Panamanian reggaeton sensation. I find him almost entirely devoid of talent. At least Daddy Yankee can rap quickly over a beat, and Don Omar can croon his ass off. Wisin & Yandel, Angel & Kris, Alexis & Fido, and all the other duos out there, what can I say? You exist for one reason and one reason only: to make horny and/or drunk people dance. Hey, I’ve done it. The intoxicated dancing part, that is. Blame the Don Julio. In any case, I hate to disagree with my girl Monica over here, who recently treated you to his new single, “Dime Si Te Vas Con El,” but I just don’t get the fascination with this dude. Can I just say one more thing: isn’t it time all these effers take off the shades, once and for all?

That said, (feels good to get this off my chest, btw), I can’t not make you aware of the release this week of his new album, La Evolucion: Romantic Style. He did have the biggest hit of 2008 with “Te Quiero.” Judge for yourself and let me know, am I being too harsh?