this EP transported me to a manic episode and then gracefully cured it and reflected on it. I can see this becoming my favorite EP of all time. Incredible, mind-blowing, one of a kind.
i have experienced these tracks live twice, and this is the only way to consume this project. the mixing and even just the production overall feel half-assed, and carti's previously envelope-shredding ad-lib game is very minimal here. i will say that vocally he is going pretty fucking nuts though so there is that. LIVE, HOWEVER, this shit was a blast, and the lazy mix is made up for (or maybe even fixed). dont feel like rating this bc it feels like it was made to tour.
uzi struggles to breach the barrier to the realm outside of yawnville (particularily lyrically), their attempts are futile and although strange, are still far from innovative. waste of time
Akuma No Uta is a scorchingly mudpilled hot-fudge pyschedelathon of unadulterated athletic distortion. Each downstroke amasses a fuzz-clouded tsunami that six times out of six will alert your skeleton to either take shelter immediately or bathe in its toppling overtones.