psychehalo

We really got a trap EP from an ATL legend on the come up produced on a mountain by a Dylan grandson, and it slapped— but the latter decided he was too good for rap and decided to cosplay his grandpa, and the former caught a face eating fungus and eventually offed himself. Cruel world. I blame the overlooking of this tape somewhat, I’ll forever bump this.

When I hear fakemink, I hear Massive Attack.

Baklava’s full embrace of drumless and jazz comes around full circle to his larger than life uptick. The cutesy themes work for him too, as a fellow frog enthusiast. If there’s one thing I expect from Bronson it’s a good time, and this delivers.

A bit of a tough write-up for me because I don’t quite know how this album sits still. I think I agree with a lot of the “great lyrics, tepid music” arguments. Sometimes, a legacy artist, which I would in a way deem Rashad, get that status without much asking for it. This gives that artist, or like a singer-songwriter, more room between projects and time to write carefully. As a fan, this also builds the opportunity to appreciate the new works better than the last. Except, ... read more