magnoliia

This is not experimental rap. This is a waste, the soul of all of his past, most groundbreaking works has been extracted leaving roadkill that pretends to be alive.

I wasn’t excited for this record. Only those who slobber over these edgy and embarrassing broken plates of once shiny glass were, I’m sure. A work like this had been prowling around the corner since the over-the-top and corny rants that felt scripted. With the false, misinformed title “EXPERIMENTAL RAP” and ... read more

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Edward Skeletrix’s most upsetting and uncomfortable project to date may bring along some of his greatest themes and ideas, however I find the almost excessive interludes and underwhelming motif’s an unfortunate downplay of what this Body of Work could’ve been. Not quite bad in its full execution, but for me, it could’ve been much more engaging while still maintaining its miserable mood that makes the album was it is.

Art is sucking the life out of me.

Despite a short start, the second half of Edward Skeletrix’s “Museum Music” takes an even more abstract and obscure route. Although the beginning of this disc is inconsistent, dragging it down some, the rest of the album is an even more twisted and barbaric clash of music, mixing its sharp production with some of Edward’s most blazingly potent vocal performances to date.