I just saw em live and it was so incredible and made it to where it's going to be very difficult for anything to knock this out of my number 1 slot, tho it's already far and away the thing I've listened to the most this year with over a dozen listens so it was already really solidly in there. But yeah, check that one out y'all if you haven't.
Big Michael comes out of the traps with a huge, cinematic, unashamedly religious offering that balances - albeit a little clumsily - badman grime hitters, post-Pablo gospel-hop, and laidback love songs. Massively ambitious, and mostly executed with aplomb. Sure to be talked up as an instant classic in certain circles. It felt a little like grime's mainstream ascent depended on Stormzy, and he doesn't dissapoint.
A concept album about the highs and lows of being inebriated, told through a series of unerringly funky and loveably goofy vignettes. Not as enotionally affecting as Apocalypse, but more coherent and confident. Thundercat deploys a clean sound throughout, bending otherwise cheesy genre tropes to his will and crafting a sound that is unmistakably his own, managing the rare feat of being both showily virtuosic and also writing incisive, memorable, capital-S Songs.
This is the best Future, the almost unbearably honest, petty, joyous, walking contradiction with the sad robot voice and 1001 mini-melodies ready to go. He effortlessly melds trap, R'n'B, straight up pop, and that diet dancehall that's been everywhere recently, but does so in a way that feels infinitely more human than Aubrey or Abel. He's mean as fuck, but it comes from a place of genuine hurt. With every listen it becomes more and more apparent that this is his magnum opus, and could quite conceivably end up being in my top five at year's end.
Quelle Chris deals in off-kilter, sample-heavy, dryly funny, conversational hip-hop. He fits into the Detroit Weirdo Rap Continuum somewhere between Dilla and Danny Brown. He sounds like Quasimoto, sans helium. He has the same worries as Open Mike Eagle, but his jokes don't land the same; he has no punchlines, only receding hairlines. He hates himself, yet he is his own favourite rapper. He has all my heroes on speed-dial, and is unafraid to ask for favours. Does that make him a rapper's rapper? Or a rapper's producer? Most likely, he's just a lovely dude. He comes across as one. His new album is about self-acceptance. You should check it out.
"My nuts hang like ribs in a meat truck"
"Pockets lumpy like puffer fish"
"My trail of broken hearts is like ocean sharks"
"The weed loud but the money quiet"
"I'm too pretty, don't pity me, just a ghetto boy like Willie D"
"Read the bulletin, you just some shit to put some bullets in"
"My smile's porcelain, my hood's a gauntlet"
"My shoes worth an MF Doom verse"
"Crack tore my fam apart, but it bought my first apartment"
He spits these rhymes over dusty, cocaine-encrusted soul samples, which sound more like they've been exhumed than stumbled upon in A1. If that isn't perfection, I don't know what is.
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it's a stunningly beautiful piece of Robbie Basho-inspired american primitivism goodness that actually had me tearing up at one point. Please listen to it
this dude's been making waves in my local hip-hop scene for a few years now, and this new mixtape is probably his best work so far. Full of slappers. E-40 feature is dope. Peep it
this dude's been making waves in my local hip-hop scene for a few years now, and this new mixtape is probably his best work so far. Full of slappers. E-40 feature is dope. Peep it
Giving it a listen now. Not sure if I'm loving it, but the instrumentals are slightly different.
Really digging your chart though. Going to work my way through a few things on there. _________________ Doubles & Conch
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