Barnes & Noble
Somewhere between the erotic falsetto and stylish sexiness of Maxwell, and the gospel-toned balladry and ghetto fabulousness of R. Kelly falls Donell Jones' warm tenor and low-key playa swagger. His around-the-way-boy charm makes his sophomore album, WHERE I WANNA BE, simmer with equal parts sophisticated soul and street corner savoir-faire. Jones has an unwavering confidence when singing of chasing that mysterious pretty face on "Have You Seen Her" or when wanting to get physical on "Think About It (Don't Call My Crib)." His lustful pleas come off as slyly irresistible come-ons, rather than arrogant propositions. Backed by supple, shuffling electro-beats and guitar strains that add texture to Jones' "you-know-you-want-me" lyrics, the 13-track disc winds through the vagaries of urban love and relationships with an updated poeticism just this side of raunch. On the finger-popping groove of "U Know What's Up," Jones finesses homegirl, "Baby don't front/ Back seat jeep, you know what I want…" while keyboards and synths bolster vocals that allude to the carnal and remind us that the chase is as sweet as the reward - wink-wink, nudge-nudge.
Brett Johnson
All Music Guide
Donell Jones first gained attention as a songwriter and producer for such smooth urban soul groups as Usher, Silk, Brownstone, and 702, which led Babyface to sign the singer/songwriter to LaFace. His debut album was a solid R&B hit, sketching out a jazzy, soulful variation on Babyface's smooth urban-pop, which he fills in with his second album, Where I Wanna Be. On the surface of things, Jones may sound similar to a lot of his peers, but there's a greater sense of musical sophistication in his music. There are light touches of jazz, suave electric pianos, and an easy seductiveness to the entire production. Where I Wanna Be is actually a savvy update of early-'80s quiet storm -- it's a little sexier and a little sleeker, but the spirit is more reminiscent of that era than the late '90s (with the noticeable exception of Jones' tendency to oversell his vocals slightly). At times, the album relies more on style than substance, but it's crafted well, so the slips into filler aren't painful at all. Actually, the very fact that the infrequent bits of filler are enjoyable is a testament to Jones' talents as a performer and record-maker -- he knows how to deliver the weaker moments with elegance. And those moments don't arrive all that often on Where I Wanna Be. For much of the album, Jones hits the right tone -- balancing mood, song, and performance quite alluringly. It gets him and the listener where they wanna be. Stephen Thomas Erlewine