I pretty much hatedMy Krazy Life. Let’s start there. Looking back at that review, I can only conclude that my opinion was a product of its time. I still think that DJ Mustard’s beats all sound the same, and that most of that album sounds like tracings of Mustard’s other hits from that era. Therefore, I see how the resultant cheap and haphazard sound of the album would have turned me off immediately. But maybe I was a bit harsh in not mentioning Bompton, which, now separated from Mustard’s radio reign, sounds pretty damn good.
Irregardless (tee-hee), we’re here to talk about Still Brazy.
Stupid-lookin’ ass cover be damned, I really like By Dom Kennedy. I had basically no expectations coming into this album, only being barely aware of who Dom Kennedy was: some new West Coast rapper who featured on a pretty good song from Kendrick Lamar’s early mixtape, Overly Dedicated. The song wasn’t super impressive but it caught my attention enough to bring me here, so shout out to Kendrick for helping to make this happen.
My only problem with Curren$y is consistency. He has a few different styles of music that he does and they often sound good, but the beats he chooses are very hit and miss. Meanwhile, there’s Canal Street Confidential. When I put Curren$y on, this is exactly what I want to hear! The beats are much more melodic than on some of his other albums, and the choices are just better. No forced Jadakiss and Riff Raff features, instead it’s Future flossing on Drive By, and Ty Dolla $ign on a smooth serenade that is Superstar.
Weekend at the Cape expertly finishes Apathy’s series of releases centered around his asshole raps and his New England home. Like Connecticut Casual, it’s awesome to witness how great Apathy is when he’s focused and keeps the tracklist short.
Where to begin with this album? It’s consumed my free time for the past week and change, but I’m already tired of thinking about it. I definitely don’t feel like writing a lot, but I probably have no choice. Kanye has been a complex character lately. One who seemed bored with rap but never completely let it go in favor of terrible singing and over high-priced fashion. Given that ambiguity, The Life of Pablo is impressive in its cohesion, but disappointing in how little it feels like Hip-Hop to me. I won’t get into his twitter antics during the lead-up to the album, but Google them if you need to. It’s worth the laugh and the possible insight into this guy’s psyche.
The Lice EP is available for free at StonesThrow.com. The streaming player is embedded below
I’ve fucked with Aesop Rock since Labor Days, back in the Def Jux era. I can’t claim to be a huge fan, but I always liked his strong delivery and beat choice enough to gloss over the fact that I rarely knew what he was speaking on. Late last year he dropped this Lice EP, for free, with Homeboy Sandman, and I’ve been ready for some nerd rap lately. So, two rappers with weird deliveries and abstract writing? Let’s see how this collaboration turned out…