Review Summary: World Class is lavish, sweet, and feels accessible to those who may not have the access to such physical and tangible (and relatively expensive to boot) evenings.
When entering a world consumed by material consumption, it is not very far off to think of the world that we live in today. We like it big, we like it bright, and we like it bought and in our possession. When entering the world of World Class by Luxury Elite, you are swallowed whole by metaphysical embodiment of greed.
Luxury Elite’s style has always brought the concept of old money to my mind whenever I listen to their tunes. World Class may have brought on the most prominent of these feelings the quickest. For the majority of people who do not come from wealth, this album brings along a fleeting feeling of being involved in such a lavish lifestyle. Those who are “underqualified” are temporarily strung with pearls and laced with diamonds and furs, silk and satin.
With that being said, and I may be biased since I am a predominately feminine-presenting person roughly eighty percent of the time, Lux utilizes the vintage fantasies of women with expensive tastes as a way to add depth to the tracks of this album. With tracks such as the opening “S.W.A.K” (the abbreviation of “sealed with a kiss”), and “Blush”, there is a strong feminine presence in Luxury Elite’s World Class, as well as their music in general.
For those who may not be feminine presenting, this does not disqualify you from having certain vibes prominent in this album. Throwing a reference out to Phillip Morris in the track, “Parliament Blue”, is a pretty neutral way to express the idea of an idealized luxurious lifestyle.
With this album, and most vaporwave as a whole, I tend to visualize a scenario to sum up the overall atmosphere and aesthetic of the album that I am listening to. This may particularly be an east coast reference, or maybe just a Philadelphia thing, but listening to “Parkway” and “Attitude” reminds me of strutting down Broad Street or Walnut Street with lush red rouge and pearls the size of my eyeballs, on a cool evening after seeing an orchestral performance at the Kimmel. Again, possibly the ideal life of a Philadelphian, but to understand the purpose of this album, if I had to guess, it would to be to simulate an evening on the town with the lady, the man, or your personal pal.
World Class is lavish, sweet, and feels accessible to those who may not have the access to such physical and tangible (and relatively expensive to boot) evenings.
