Of all the male heartthrobs currently navigating the Latino pop charts, Prince Royce is the one with the dreamiest, most seductive voice. I know, Romeo Santos has more emotional range, but indulge me here—Royce’s tone is surer and more buttery, which suits the poppier bachata tones he gravitates towards. But he’s going for the gold—that hot English speaking audience—with his forthcoming album, which will be his fourth, and his first English album. I cannot wait to watch the English music press “discover” this dude—your “new” boyfriend is my old boyfriend, ayooo—but that will come in time. Before that, we must discuss his latest number featuring Pitbull—my dude, the patron saint of globalization, and the major-label charts equivalent of a money shot. It will probably work: “Back It Up” is as decentralized a pop song from Royce’s career as any of them, synthesized so as to be unplaceable. When the ladies in the chorus sing “Damelo papi chulo,” it’s in a jingle hollow enough to be devoid of meaning, but that’s not nearly as strange as Pitbull’s intro: “Yo, it’s got that dancehall feel to it!” Uhh, I guess? Maybe the tone of the synths, but I can’t think of an…