ALBUM OF THE WEEK: Ciara � Ciara (Epic): Not a great sign when the princess of Crunk & B has her boyfriend's first initial tattooed on her finger and she starts her fifth album saying she "just went through a breakup." But that's about the only thing here that bodes ill.

Her honorable career from "Goodies" (a great euphemism) to "Like a Boy" (an all-time great, feminist R&B song) sticks to its sex-positive guns for "I'm Out," where Nicki Minaj celebrates her "big, fat ass," and "Body Party," helmed by prince-of-PBR&B Mike Will Made It, where she gives Future what he says he deserves. "Read My Lips" beckons to "bring your appetite" and rhymes "savor it" with "favorite dish," all while removing the grossness from Destiny's Child's "Cater 2 U."

The ebullient "Livin' It Up" celebrates girls "making up their own rules." And best wordplay goes to "Sophomore": "So soft, I got him saying give me more."

Jay-Z � Magna Carta� Holy Grail (Roc Nation): The least interesting man in music today was your favorite rapper yesterday, who admired Coldplay's salable commitment to ambivalence and achieved it on his second career.

What's surprising is its lack of commerciality; having pre-sold to Samsung, there are no hits here even though he leads with Justin Timberlake doing a most ridiculous Adam Levine impersonation over "Where Is the Love?" callback piano.