A cross-stitch of a million layers and lights. Compared to the already hyper-refined Veteran the year prior, this record somehow manages to sound even *more* plugged in and mulled over. Peggy’s focus on political and forward-thinking bars are always matched by the ambitious production. A sonic whirlwind
Brash & abrasive, even by Peggy’s standards. The 27 Club is an eternal Peggy essential, and even though I’d consider this his weakest core LP, it says a lot to the quality of his discography that it’s still in the green
Produced with a hyper-clean sheen, making for a definitely ‘futuristic’ listen- I just couldn’t help but feel the project goes for style over substance just a bit too often for my liking
Peggy hones in the forward-thinking production on his prior DH projects to a point of swift mastery, resulting in a Proto-Vaporwave project that’s astoundingly free-flowing
Charli Baltimore + Pizzicato Five are DH’s best cuts along with Neon Kitchen to this point- the remaining cuts really just don’t need to be here
A regression from JOECHILLWORLD in just about every way, though the beats still remain a notable highlight
Production wise, lots of improvement from Peggy’s DH debut- the mixing sounds a lot more thoughtful this time around and the beats across the board are far and away the strongest component here. That said- still not a huge fan of his delivery. It sounds like it’s going for an almost old-school Tribe-ish type of flow? But it ends up just clashing with the airier, more abstract beats for me
A project nothing short of bizarre, and in comparison I’d say the most bizarre among Peggy’s entire discography. Nearly every other project he’s ever made sounds frenetic and unkempt, but in an easily apparent and intentional way- I’m not so sure if that’s the case here. The mixing sounds super fuzzed out in a way that really adds nothing to the at-times decent beats on display. An odd beginning for one of abstract’s most vital contemporaries
DB takes the sheer calamity of Atrocity Exhibition and injects some old-school fun into the equation, resulting in a project that’s still sonically sporadic while feeling noticeably lighter on the heart. What Id consider to be the best entry point to DB’s discography- enough zaniness to know what he’s all about, while not feeling completely… eclectic, for the runtime
A handful of weak tracks stick out on this record like a sore thumb, keeping it from being in the DB hall of fame- trap is just a sound that waters down his eccentricities too much if you ask me. The hits here are indeed hits though
The first truly essential DB project. All the core tenets of his personality and ethos- evocative imagery, vocal shenanigans, some of the most brutally visceral storytelling in hip-hop history- are all present here. The egg’s cracked open
Danny Brown and Black Milk make for a solid team on this frenetic little mixtape. Though the project never *quite* hits full stride, Zap + the closer are essentials for either’s discography
Begins to lean just a bit more toward oddball territory, though I oddly think this one has aged a bit worse than Hot Soup
Danny Brown before he became *Danny Brown*. The occasional flash of his soon-to-develop oddball, untamed spirit shows up, but for the most part this is a shockingly-strait-laced boom-bap project. Not bad at all, just astoundingly sterilized in comparison to Danny’s other works
Mount Eerie + Elverum’s latest feels in many ways like a revisiting of his early abstract works, where the sonic direction of the project constantly fluctuates between subtle calm and deeply un-subtle calamity- it makes for a wonderful reunion of Elverum’s roots and where he’s at now after a decade of unfathomable loss and tribulation
Perhaps the ultimate reflective piece from an artist known for their astutely enchanting and puzzling observations on life and the human condition. Musically, the simple nature of the vast majority being just two chords slowly unveils itself as being *necessary* for Elverum's story-telling. Elverum's thesis as not only a creative, but as a human being is taken to such great depths here, and it's nothing short of deeply fascinating
Lost Wisdom Pt. 2 has the awkward role of being Elverum’s first record to come after his grief-stricken duology from the prior two years, though this is by all accounts still some solid folk
The type of live recording whose very existence is mind-boggling. (after) is very likely the most reverent audience ever captured in a live recording, no doubt due to the incomprehensibly vulnerable material on display. Despite the weaving melodies here, Elverum doesn’t stutter even *once*. How could he when he lived and experienced every word said here in slow-motion?