...rapping 'til the fascist sees: he's as transgressive as a man can be, while rapping about his peeeeeenis…

Andrew Mbaruk is an idiosyncratic genius of a rapper balancing bizarrely comedic idioms with serious annotations on the tower in the cover (society / penis) crumbling: only told through a raspy-voiced third-person perspective. The EP is not foremoist about his penis, him scratching his balls, him throwing a used condom on a window so that it snows in Toronto, instead - ... read more

WiFiGawd's blatant (LATE CAREER) Magnum Opus!

Renewal of spring-trap… …the strengths of his artistry throughout the years in one grand package.

Unfortunately, the MIKE and MAVI joints were NOT hitting:((but simultaneously we got like 10 of his best songs ever so who cares.

Woah this was so dope!!! gonna do a WiFiGawd discog dive now

Dangerous fascist minimalism.

Pre BACK2DATRAP Lancey was doing nothing exciting, he just took from an interesting sound and meshed it down into something soulless. This might be the worst trap album I’ve heard.

Carnelian is like Aethiopes 7 years before Aethiopes with its murky jazz instrumentals, off key violins/horns and eldritch percussions.

Crescent moon is patient with his flows here, spitting sinister rhymes which perfectly fits the odd backdrop.

Tack för rekommendationen @Abomunizer.

One of the strongest batch of Alc beats I’ve heard. Genuinely up there with Haram, Alfredo and TPOTIC.

Can’t say that I’m as satisfied with Doms raps here; it’s full of cliches and even the worst feature here outdoes him. That might say more about the stacked feature list than anything else though.

Preciate the rec @HiddenDragon24.

Clear tonal shift from Eyedea in contrast to his limpid concept tracks and witty battle raps on previous releases.

This Is Where We Were is raw in the fullest sense. Recorded live with a energetic crowd while instrumentally being all narrowed down to solely the bass and drums. It’s imperfect and vulnerable, most of all, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever heard.

Hearing this in the context of the OD is a melancholic undertaking. Eyedea is putting it all out here. Keyword again: ... read more

The equivalent of watching fitness influencers give out lifestyle advice in rap form.

Spitta and Larry June went about for 23 minuters and had absolutely nothing interesting to say.

”One day, I’ll tell you how my life was unfortunate”
”I tell the story 2 (5) years later, for now, the case closed”

For five years, he’s been trying to narrate his trauma for us. Five years… and still I’m walking away from this with a big ehh.

Because there’s no way to take this album seriously in its entirety. There’s 3 useless sex anthems, 2 substandard ghetto sage-esque so called ”lyrical” joints and 1 awful ... read more

The MC's competence as a battlerapper shines through over Abilities most lively production yet.
(Longer “this is where we where” review tomorrow)

Sentimental keem on 808s & Heartbreak popstrumentals is some of, if not the most, commercial shit I’ve ever heard. I’m frequently rolling my eyes at these emotive attempts, resulting in atrocities such as Scars, Issues and 16. There’s no soul here. Worse! I can sense Daniel Ek whispering in my ear to put these joints in a chill rap playlist.

I was once a fan of Baby Keem though, and I’m being reminded of why when the punchy trap anthems starts hitting. It nearly ... read more

Strangely ahead of its time with its rage adjacent production paired with shouty energetic vocals. A New Day and Extra were like prequels to the not yet formed opium scene.

Inep(o)tly, Baby Keem would come to swiftly abandon this sound in favor of soulless poptrap playlistbait.

The photos are all distinctive from one another but each one, perfect, in its own way. When looking at them in a sequence it’s like going from one scene to the next in a film.

I look at these 10 photos and as my iris wanders light on paper sudden glimpses of my own memories appear.

Titanic: walking on flagstone into the drug store. Buying Redbull and Ahlgrens. The busride to my first job interview.

Tabula Rasa: sunny forenoons, guilt-free days of childhood, my grandmother's ... read more

IDK is on the same label as Woods, Elucid, Aesop Rock, Atmosphere, DOOM and is more adjacent to John Baptiste.

”Everyone knows when you're a fraud”
“Anything goes when you're a fake
You don't leave me much to say”

He strays away from his pop rap roots towards even more pop rap, but wait, now it’s more “authentic”.

Because IDK's no longer signed to Warner, instead his new home is Rhymesayers. The REAL rap label. And look, he got ... read more

I was hoping that an album named Raw Materials would touch upon the subject of blood minerals.

Deniro Farrar is not impressing either.

I haven’t really felt joy doing anything this past week but putting on this new Aesop Rock turned it around.

I Heard It’s a Mess There Too is Aesop Rock at his most stripped back and unlayered. Don’t worry though, the elegant writing and strong hooks are doubled down on so that it doesn’t really matter

I’m only human, there’s no denying that this goes hard.

I can’t think of any better music at the moment and that should speak for itself. This duo just can’t make anything but magic.

An improvement over TEAATB but the problems still remains; they’re prioritising vibes and atmosphere over making hard hitting songs.