Not that Mind is a terrible waste. Fresh's average-guy voice isn't incredibly dynamic, but he's able to convey the fun he's having in songs such as "Conversation," a sassy point-counterpoint with Tateeze. As a bonus, the likes of "How We Ride," with David Banner, sport lighter-than-crunk Southern grooves that keep the party going even when the verbiage gets predictable -- and the skits fulfill the same function. The foul-mouthed "Pussy Power" wouldn't be nearly as enjoyable if it weren't preceded by a snippet in which a peeved-sounding Fresh orders his nasty cohorts to "play somethin' beautiful for the ladies -- somethin' they're gonna understand." Likewise, "Shake That Ass" gets an important boost from its introduction by a bland-voiced announcer, who confesses, "We couldn't afford Keith Sweat, but we've got Sweaty Keith..."
That's keeping things Fresh.