Writing in low frequencies, bass thumping loose the wand snappers. Meaning peeks out, playing hide and seek. Best to let it find you.
I stopped chasing lines a while ago. Closed curtains, purple moonlight seeps through anyway.
The room filled with lukewarm sighs. Visions of sunrise - viewed through shattered windows. Mach pokes the glass, lethargic. The plank in his eye tapped first.
Whatever was left has been choked out. The jazz hesitated.
The way vino been dropping on Soundcloud is a lil questionable, though I'm glad to have more BA PACE and vino joints. 2nd beat goes crazy, every other aspect of this EP is just serviceable.
This album just reinforces my issues with modern JPEGMAFIA - "experimentation" with no discovery, no tension. Charlie Kirk bars? Really? Peggy been doing victory laps on straight lines.
His character makes it even harder to like this. Calling yourself the "king of experimental rap", naming this EXPERIMENTAL RAP - if you're planting that flag, I want to feel pushed somewhere new.
He's comfortable circling the same shit: money talk, flexing, distorted glitches, ... read more
Music for the back of the function. Smooth vermouth, rippling slow - it lets you notice flavors. I sit back, let the wave drift me away.
Small talk that never goes anywhere - the music still holds everyone together.