Upped rating for first two songs and nostalgia factor, but it's nothing special.
Absolutely gorgeous and soothing. Dubs decided what I should hear today and damn it anon I never expected such a beauty. Based and redpilled.
The album would've been redeemed if by the 5th track he toke a less preachy, "woke", conscious take on his lyrics and general mood. His messages are very generic but are good (sometimes), and his flow's actually commendable. Alas, a lot of his focus drifts towards himself and his fans-vs-haterz mentality, which gets REALLY draining at that point.
My slightly positive impression of the first 4-5 tracks may drop on a second listen, but worst music ever according to rym? naahh there's ... read more
>watch memphis rap sigils conspiracy theory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3hY5HTuU-3E
>6 tracks
>rate first three 7s, 4th a 6, 5th a 5, and the 6th an 8
>calculate average
>0.66666666666666666
oh fug
"You're beautiful within, you're beautiful without"
So bad it can't be good. He sings this shit like it's a profound relic of philosophy when it's some shit a 10 year old would cater to. Equivalent to a preachy facebook post; self-serving egotism.
Better than a majority of carefully produced and rehearsed albums out there. Long Season is the best song ever and it's 42 minutes long.
This fucking intro was recorded a decade ago. It just has to be. Holy shit.
Tinnitus from a playlist made up of Your Favorite Martian entire video list, Rebecca's friday on repeat for a decade, and cleaning up an indian public restroom with my bare hands is mercy compared to this. Cheese grater anal.
I cried at One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest's ending, but if Smoke Hijabi was Murphy I would be having a jolly wank by then.
Color Blind is what surpasses bad in this by a speckle. The rest range from lowkey boring to downright brain damaging.
Outlandishly boring and over the top, but not as easy to hate as his delusions.
Bloated and a little over the place, but doesn't take away too much of the enjoyment.
All of those newgrounds action sprite animations my whole childhood...and finding the source so blindly 10 years later in just a minute. Fuck.
BIG dick energy - the album.
Art thots are the fucking worst. Their tears are worth every slurp, my depression cures when one dies. I get a cosmic erection pointing at the heavens whenever an art thot kicks the bucket in long conscious agony.
Speaking of music, mundane EP. Nothing interesting.
Not ambitious, but it does what made them popular well. Vocals, drumming, and some of the guitars capture the same intensity in the Gish days with Knights of Malta and Solara. A little generic at times, but the trademark pumpkins sound is what saves it.