While Cheat Codes sometimes walks the tight-rope of being another installment in the Streams of Thought series, it’s still a lesson in supreme lyricism and pristine production that should have any aspiring MC/producer combo aspiring to get on their level.
While The Big Sleepover occasionally whets the appetite, it still leaves the listener starving for the return of two dope boyz in a Cadillac.
During the first listen of the album, only a handful of its 13 tracks stood out but upon further exploration, ROADRUNNER suddenly blossomed into a sonic garden ripe with introspective brilliance.
While When I Get Home is a valiant effort and (thankfully) distinctive to mainstream music’s consistently homogenized landscape, it could’ve benefited from less freeform and a little more stability.
While Come Over When You’re Sober Pt. 2 puts the cap on Peep’s short-lived career, it leaves behind clear evidence of his once-limitless potential.
From its first funky note, it’s clear we’re in for another soul-fueled journey.
While their marriage may have its flaws, EVERYTHING IS LOVE frankly doesn’t. It’s a storybook ending for two people crazy in love who never gave up on each other — or their craft.
Simply put, the songs feel unfinished, which is a shame because — and here’s the crazy part — they’re all so good. Even without the video clips, Whack is able to express nearly every emotion a woman can experience in a 24-hour period, backed by a myriad of musical styles.
Yes, Dirty Computer falters along the way with a few weak hooks and some questionable lyrics but at least she was able to wipe out the old Monáe and reboot who she’s truly meant to be — both artistically and personally.
Coupled with DOOM’s dark, abstract aesthetics, Czarface Meets MetalFace brings the comic book underworld to the surface while unintentionally schooling the emerging rap generation at the same time.
While Nehru’s intention is commendable, whether Elevators will maintain any kind of relevance decades later remains to be seen. Nevertheless, Nehru set the lofty goal and made a valiant effort to capture the genius of such an eclectic body of work.
It’s a powerful introduction to someone who’s so often behind the scenes. And while there are a few missteps along the way, November effortlessly reinforces what we all know: love is one helluva drug.
Where previous N.E.R.D albums often suffered from a lack of cohesion, No_One Really Dies is able to string together each track with a more uniform sound despite its vast array of guests.
4 Your Eyez Only offers insight into the human condition, told from the eyes of a drug dealer simply trying to feed his family ... It’s a narrative that allows Cole to retain his reputation as a gifted MC while displaying his own growth and maturity as a human being at the same time.
While The Storm occasionally hits in all the right places, the sheer volume of the tracks dilutes what could have been a killer album from front to back.
On third third proper full-length, Woman, Justice recapture their seminal sound for 10 strong new tracks. Risks are kept to a minimum and the Parisian pair deliver exactly what one would might hope for from them.
After naming an album The Divine Feminine, it’s surprising that there’s so much focus on lust rather than love. The album could offer some really tender moments, but because they’re buried under lyrics that talk about nothing but sex, they’re lost.