Review Summary: Look at the cover... Just look at it.
Ladies and Gentlemen, this here is Fresh BeatZ’s sophomore record. Fresh BeatZ seems to be some extremely odd and eclectic artist or group that has emerged on YouTube. Listening to Life Of A Scholar
turned out to be a chore due to the overall stupidity the album conveyed during its runtime; especially the vocals, which happen to be amongst the weirdest sounds I have ever heard. However, I will go into more detail about the vocals later on.
Geoffrey Leonard (an Australian pedophile), P. Diddy, and two other guys that look like they could be pedophiles coincidentally grace the cover of an album called The Misunderstood
. Really? I’m offended, confused, and laughing at the cover all at the same time whenever I analyze it. There is nothing really more to it then the tacky yellow fonts and the fact that it looks like it was made in Paint.
On a positive note, there is a variety of sounds to be found on this record. Ambience, shred, metal, electronica, opera, experimental, folk, and a lot more can be found here. As well, there are a few cheap laughs to be had from some of these songs. Unfortunately, other than a few guitar and bass solos (along with somewhat impressive drumming) found in the title track and an impressive vocal performance in “NO! Don’t Type That!” most of it is pretty lame. “Anything In Mind” has an obnoxiously loud guitar solo that I don’t see why anyone would publish, and “Go To The Park” is just an awful track all around that has a bunch of mindless noodling.
There is also a lot of pointless garbage/filler to be found here. “Erupt” is just the vocalist talking for 15 seconds , “Dre, Drop It!” is a D.O.C. sample from his song “Whirlwind Pyramid” (It’s a six second track), and “You Have A Moustache And Your A Woman” is some fapping for around 10 seconds and an orgasm noise. “Phosphorus” is a bunch of weird voices talking and an odd guitar riff playing in the background. The album only really has about 14 minutes of actual substance if you cut out the silence in the closing track, “Niggardly Nasah”, which just has a guy saying YE a couple times in the beginning, and the vocalist saying “What do YOU think?” after a few minutes of silence.
The vocals sound like a guy with down’s syndrome having an orgasm every 10 seconds. It’s a hilarious performance but it isn’t really anything quality or to be proud of. There are also some burps and the occasional pig squeal (see “I’m Straight”) to be found on the record, which don’t really add anything to these already terrible songs.
In conclusion, this record isn’t much different from the last one. It’s hilarious and varied, but it seems like this was all done on the spot without any previous writing. The title track is probably the best as it features the best performances on all fronts and seems more like an actual song than some random instrument orgy. This seems to have an inch of talent behind it but I can’t tell if it’s a big joke or not. When you have songs called “I’m Gay (Don’t Call The Song That)” are you really ready to make an album?