That track is “Playboy,” a song that sets up the entire mood of the album. The track contains his trademark romantic savagery, but now, that savagery is mixed in a dose of sultriness that isn’t usually found on a traditional Songz album.
It’s this new approach to his view of the love jam that makes Tremaine a very provocative and self-assuring LP that does have some bumpy moments on his version of the love train.
Tremaine comes after a pretty turbulent 2016 in which he was arrested on aggravated assault charges after being accused of assaulting a Detroit police officer after his show there. That case has yet to be resolved, but until a decision is reached there, Songz still has to make a living and keep releasing LPs, and, viola! We have Tremaine the Album.
Tremaine is named after his actual government name (Tremaine Aldon Neverson), and the 15-track LP is a swim through the ups and downs of the modern day relationship, or what’s left of it, anyway. The big thing that separate Tremaine from his other albums is that Songz takes a more sensual and sultry route while keeping his trademark savagery intact.
A perfect example of this can be heard on “The Sheets...Still,” the sixth track on the album. Here, you have the sensual and sultry (“We don’t need no music, 'cause we R&B. She loves to sang as much I love the beat.") And then, right when your hooked on to the sweetness of the track, you get the savage, on repeat (“f*** up the sheets,” which is the chorus).
This dichotomy of styles work on some of the tracks, especially the beginning seven tracks. But once you hit the mid-tempo “1x1,” this sound stops being interesting and melts into a puddle of uninspired saccharine.
That doesn’t mean that the entire second half of Tremaine is a waste, it has its moments. But, tracks eight thru 15 are not as interesting as one thru seven (the lone exception here being “Games We Play,” which really should have been more toward the front of the LP, a tremendous error on the Mixer’s part).
When looked at from a whole, Tremaine the Album is a pretty decent LP that just isn’t up to par with Trey Songz previous work. Tremaine is the music equivalent of burgers and fries. The product is OK, but Songz was capable of giving us steak and lobster, and this album certainly is not the latter.