I know film critic Adam Mast may kill me for saying this about one of his favorite artists, but the new Sting album is not that great. In all honesty, it may be one of, if not the most mediocre album ever issued by the ex Police man. Opening track "Inside" tries to be a barnburner of a tune, with Sting belting out phases like "Radiate me! Subjugate me! Incubate me!" This starts jerking you around to the point where find yourself chanting "masturbate" me. And eventually grows so coma-inducing that I found myself thinking "resuscitate" First single "Send Your Love" is also somewhat of boring tune with Sting using the phrase "There's no religion but... to start out almost 20 different sentences. The fact that it feels like a weak rehashing of the fantastic "Desert Rose" from his last album doesn't help the cause either. And his duet with Mary J. Mediocre uh..... I mean Blige on "Whenever I Say Your Name" seems ripe for easy listening hell at the dentist office next to Celine Dion and Whitney Houston. Fortunately, the second half of the album fares much better. "Never Coming Home" is a great song full of upbeat tempos and fantastic lyrics. And "Forget About the Future" is a sparkling little jazz number about the pleasures of dusting off your LPs and enjoying the gems of the past. And the self titled track "Sacred Love" would have been a great way to end the album, but someone (Sting) had the nerve to put a real bollocks remix of "Send Your Love" at the end instead. What a crap ending to a real disappointment of an album.