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It's tempting to read into the title of R. Kelly's first album since his acquittal on child-pornography charges last year. Is his 10th studio album since the early '90s called "Untitled" because Kelly wants to wipe the slate clean? Could it be the sign of a new beginning? An invitation to hear the artist from a fresh perspective? Not even close. "Untitled" is business as usual in the candle-lighted, silk-sheeted house of Kelly, which means, "sex in the morning, sex all day." And business is good. Even under a cloud of legal suspicion for six years, Kelly continued to sing about booty calls and sell millions of albums. As the most dominant producer-songwriter-singer in R&B the last two decades, the Chicago resident married a sparse, sing-songy sound and salacious subject matter into a signature style that has made him a star. "Untitled" won't change anyone's perspective on Kelly. It's more a reminder, as he modestly crows in "Like I Do," that when it comes to lust and music he "blow(s) the competition away." Most of the time Kelly doesn't filter the bump and grind: "Ba-ba-bangin' the headboard . . . squeakin' the bed"; "I wanna be sippin' on your sweet, sweet water"; "Drip, drip, drip with the candle wax"; "And a wooo and a weee." source