Much has been made of Robin Thicke’s indifferent album sales figures, hundreds in this country as opposed to hundreds of thousands for his last effort. We all love a bit of schadenfreude but the sheer quantity of glee could easily be pronounced professional trolling (by proxy?).
Politically-correct commentators seem keen to attribute his downfall to the backlash against the divisive ‘Blurred Lines’ and its borderline-‘rapey’ lyrics and dated misogynistic video but this is unlikely to be the case. The backlash started early and did nothing to diminish the vast sales of that mega-track or its accompanying album. If anything they contributed to its all-encompassing vastness. The well-deserved criticism also seems to have done little harm to the global domination of song-collaborator Pharrell yet Thicke gets to wear it like a crown of thorns.