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Man, I'm so tired of hearing about everyone talking about how Hip Hop is dead and everything coming out now is not real Hip Hop. What they should be saying is that not as much of that old school, in your face, raw Hip Hop is being put out there, either sampling funk or using those bare bones Run DMC drum lines. But this album right here?! This ish will make you deaf, after blasting it out your speakers way too loud. How can you not?
Curren$y goes the more and more trodden path that MC's having taken by stepping outside the stereotypical box of Hip Hop beats by working with Sean O'Connell, the man behind Blackroc-Dame Dash, and his media collective, DD172 (considering the movie that is going to be released with the album). The production echoes sounds from the Black Keys and the Red Hot Chili Peppers but the Hot Spitta does them justice, even though he raps about the predictable topics of smoking, stunting, girls, and his crew, the Jets. Just the switch in beats gives the album such a fresh breath of
Lyrically, it's not the most impressive but Curren$y never has those whack lines interspersed that really make you question being a fan of his. Totalling a short and sweet 20 minutes, I'd say listen to the album more to hear how smooth and well Hip Hop and Rock can mesh together.
But Curren$y does realize (unfortunately he's right), that this album won't get much radio play, if any at all, with his track, "Not So Much." "The Strangest Life," although only 1:25 long, offers us a little peek into the self reflections Curren$y has about the change in lifestyles from a younger boy to his lush life. And of course he's gotta rep his Nola roots on "N.O. Shit."
Overall, it's not an album to leave on repeat for a party you're throwing, unless that party involves drinks that you don't even know how to make in
Features: Sir Michael Rocks, Tabi Bonney
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