As an idea, Snoop Dogg‘s 13th solo album, Bush, sounds great. It’s his return to character after the detour of 2013’s reggae hybrid, Reincarnated (recorded as Snoop Lion), and his first with a single (and singular) producer since his classic 1993 debut, Doggystyle, which Dr. Dre masterminded. (For contrast, his last Snoop Dogg album, 2011’s Doggumentary, featured a dozen producers.) That the boardsman on Bush is Pharrell Williams only raises the excitement level. Despite being in the game as long as Snoop himself, Williams remains a powerhouse, incontestably owning 2013 with a trio of indelible hits: Daft Punk‘s “Get Lucky,”Robin Thicke‘s “Blurred Lines” and his own “Happy.” It’s a match made in musical heaven — the artist in search of a proper canvas, the producer in need of a vehicle — that has yielded great results in the past, like the pair’s beautifully bare-bones 2004 smash, “Drop It Like It’s Hot.” But unfortunately, too much about Bush, a lukewarm album dedicated to the pleasures of marijuana and women, feels half-baked.