A truly original, innovative masterpiece laced with jazzy psychedelia and introspection, that’s intertwined with battle raps. I wish Eyedea and his creative mind, flawless delivery, and underrated production chops were still around today.
A near masterpiece that hits way harder now than it did when I was 18. Incredibly witty and poetic, with cohesive production across the board. I can’t be mad at the strange famous mullet remover track, because it’s basically a fun interlude. And though it’s not a bad track, it’s just less fitting for the feel of the rest of the album.
This was my first introduction to KA at the time (and also then to Roc Marci on the feature)…compliments to Aesop Rock for an old tweet back in the day about listening to this record on repeat during a road trip he was having. The beats on Grief Pedigree are minimal, but for those that have slept on KA after all this time, this is his most accessible work. More than just slam poetry at first glance, he is a street prophet with a blade for a pen in his hand and it shows, because like all ... read more
It’s shocking to me how the majority of RTJ fans haven’t bothered to even dabble in El’s solo stuff. This record still sounds like it was manufactured in a bunker from a dystopic future that would serve as a backdrop to an overthrowing of a totalitarian regime. Themes of deeply personal and societal anguish, accompanied by thumping, dark, and chaotic electro beats that are ingraining and timeless. “Who’s that riding shotgun? That’s the homie ... read more