A fucking ton of fun. And there's truly nothing else out there like it. How often can you say that?
Chance the Rapper's on here, and his role gets the headlines, and the fact he puts Nico//Donnie's name first out of, maybe, some grand sense of community, just seems about right.
This is community, this is art, this is joy. I dare you not to smile. And besides squintingly brilliant popslices like Slip Slide and Go, there's this //soul//. There's the pure yesyesyes of Wanna Be Cool, hiphop's answer to Weezer's in the garage. There's the pure uplift of Sunday Candy. There's the pure wiggy cool of Nothing Came to Me // Something Came to Me's squiggling trumpetwork.
'Baby got her jeans from goodwill / but I bet that ass look goooo---ood still!'
Chance the Rapper's on here, and his role gets the headlines, and the fact he puts Nico//Donnie's name first out of, maybe, some grand sense of community, just seems about right.
This is community, this is art, this is joy. I dare you not to smile. And besides squintingly brilliant popslices like Slip Slide and Go, there's this //soul//. There's the pure yesyesyes of Wanna Be Cool, hiphop's answer to Weezer's in the garage. There's the pure uplift of Sunday Candy. There's the pure wiggy cool of Nothing Came to Me // Something Came to Me's squiggling trumpetwork.
'Baby got her jeans from goodwill / but I bet that ass look goooo---ood still!'
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In the 90's there was murder rap, and some people said - is this all hip hop's gonna be? And we got positive hip hop, and it was...super fucking square. It couldn't find a way to square that circle of not giving a fuck while staying true to roots. It didn't have the nerve, didn't swing hard enough, just bunted to the 3rd base side and hoped.
Here's an album that says, look. If we're going to be positive we've got to unask the basic question of hip hop. We've got to drop the whole idea of what a hip hop records gotta be. We might even have to flirt with not *being* hip hop to find a real way to express goodwill. Being willing to trust that hip hop will still be there when you circle back around on your own terms.
This's dead daring, outside anything anybody wants to lay down, honestly not giving one single fuck, saying this is who I am and it's fucking spectacular and it all opens up in horns and rhythms and syncopations and rhymes and melodies and singing and songcraft. If you're square enough, earnestly enough, the world bends its angles to you.
This is glorious perfect pop - it makes you feel good as shit, even as it invents and challenges and makes a mark hard on your forehead. Rare, brilliant shit 5/5
In the 90's there was murder rap, and some people said - is this all hip hop's gonna be? And we got positive hip hop, and it was...super fucking square. It couldn't find a way to square that circle of not giving a fuck while staying true to roots. It didn't have the nerve, didn't swing hard enough, just bunted to the 3rd base side and hoped.
Here's an album that says, look. If we're going to be positive we've got to unask the basic question of hip hop. We've got to drop the whole idea of what a hip hop records gotta be. We might even have to flirt with not *being* hip hop to find a real way to express goodwill. Being willing to trust that hip hop will still be there when you circle back around on your own terms.
This's dead daring, outside anything anybody wants to lay down, honestly not giving one single fuck, saying this is who I am and it's fucking spectacular and it all opens up in horns and rhythms and syncopations and rhymes and melodies and singing and songcraft. If you're square enough, earnestly enough, the world bends its angles to you.
This is glorious perfect pop - it makes you feel good as shit, even as it invents and challenges and makes a mark hard on your forehead. Rare, brilliant shit 5/5
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