An album that came from the uncompromising English streets. Skepta delivers one heck of a grime record, spitting rhymes with this so distinctive and cool roastbeef accent. The beats are not exactly multi-layered or complicated by any means, but they hit hard and do the job quite well. However, one can't help but notice a certain lack of variety throughout the record, eg the aforementioned beats, but it's short enough to not be a problem. However, this lack of diversity is compensated by the album's consistency: there's no bad track, and half of the songs are bangers, even though one might cherrypick in not finding any fantastic song that would elevate the record. Quite crazy it won the Mercury Prize and beat Bowie and Radiohead, but it kinda spearheaded the grime resurgence in the 2010s, and it's so British. Legit album made by a legit dude.
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