Every once in a while I check out a hip-hop album to
see what the state of the art is, hoping against hope that the genre has
produced a new sound, a novel voice, or a good album of any kind. When I finally cranked open this album, not
knowing what to expect, I discovered that my most recent opportunity to poke my
head in the door had arrived.
I guess people who enjoy this sort of thing will
enjoy this record too. It features a
rapping white guy whose lyrics and delivery are pretty standard for the industry. I suppose he should get some credit for not
being a beat track and rhyming dictionary; there are original musical elements
here, including some guitar, and the delivery isn't just a staccato recitation
of boastful poetry.
The singer enjoys the full panoply of what auto-tune
has to offer, combining that sound with various musical elements to create his
tunes. From the passages that don't
sound like he leaned on digital trickery, he's got a nice enough voice and
really didn't need the autotune as often as it was deployed. His rap delivery will stand on par with
pretty much anyone else I've heard, and he tries different styles out at
various times to create music as much as he's creating message music.
While I won't myself be hanging onto this collection,
it's more from not being a fan of the music, and that he hasn't created
anything that I'm enjoying. If you enjoy
hiphop and rap, this will likely be as enjoyable as anything else you've heard. As for me... I'm going back to the Hamilton
Soundtrack; it's all the hiphop I need.
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