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T.I. Trap Muzik
Semi-imperative Southern pre-grim-era-trap that falls victim to the usual-suspect-obstacles of oh so many hip-hop albums circa 2003: needlessly prolonged, inferior second half, chiefly shopworn beats, stylistic homogeneity, choruses like the one from "24's" -- therefore the two Kanye productions come off as extraordinary succor-gems (particularly the aw-shucks dope-dealer lament of "Doin' My Job"), as does David Banner's baseball-organ/kiddie la-la/beatbox-bass banger "Rubber Band Man". T.I. is proficient and authentic and an ample enough wordsmith, sure. But he never really strays from, well, trap life, and he tends to glaze over gritty deet
Home Blitz Foremost & Fair
DiMaggio's permanently choked-up flamboyance-vox are something to behold and, yes, perhaps appreciate too -- a voice that loquaciously exudes personality right on through and, yes again, perhaps overbearingly so. Out of the fluctuating-degrees-of-legitimate arrangements, it's the domesticated state conveyed during a handful of great full-band-ish songs where he (and they) come across best, and most self-evidently. Ah, but then there's the flatulent goofy-keyb gasper-sonnets and stagnant chanteys, and a particularly flummoxing crypt-dive into rusty-chain-rustles/spotty yelps/miscellaneous knockings/empty space.
T. Hardy Morris Drownin' on a Mountaintop
When bitter-pill-narrator frontman T. Hardy isn't calling out phony city-slickers or slinkin' 'round towns and checking into 'cheapies', he puts out the vague notion of having been there/done that/seen it all -- insistent on having "stories that'll make you hurt" but when it comes time to tell 'em, they're rendered into the small-time country-boy rebellion of class clownin' and hair growin'. What does shine however is his knack for an unlikely turn-of-phrase: his choral proclamations of not taking back the things he said OR giving back the things he took have a quintessentially rudimental riotousness to them, "they caught me napping behind a
FKA Twigs M3LL155X
Ecstatic Vision Sonic Praise
Even if they were armed with just propulsive headfirst distorto-space riffage and a taste for trance-inducing repetition it would still enrapture. But given all the screaming organs, claps+bongos, lost-n-floating voices, ghost horns, and perpetually wailing solos that actually don't irk, it near reaches transcendence via full-on rockin' out with a schooled vintage-psychedelic palate. The only possibility for an appropriate pairing being old-gruff-biker-guy (i.e. Lemmy-like) frontman who makes "babe-eh" sound good and is most often coughing up nuggets of advice for when high/tripping/whathaveyou: look in the mirror, don't kill the vibe/just ch
Sightings Amusers and Puzzlers
Clamant assemblage of irate noise-rock-shamble laced with unintelligible rants, jackhammer gurgles, total turbulence both shoved into your cerebrum and hovering at a distance; usually with some obscure form of stable flow that can be extracted during the derangement. Yet the real patience-trier is arguably the calmest: "Syllabus of Errors", which may be just that since it's mostly buzz-crackle-hum for 16 minutes. I assume these sultanic expert-roughhousers are the type who get a kick out of irritating audiences and eroding eardrums via premeditated kinda-torture that doesn't necessarily puzzle or amuse. I respect that. It's the listening part
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  • PappyMason Nice sound-off for that Miguel album man. Despite its flaws, it's a great listen!
    September 2 06:27 PM
  • cheapcrayon yo brudda
    July 10 11:06 PM

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