Now
THIS is how you work a turntable. It's a true one-man hip-hop album: he
provides his own beats and works the mic like a pro. If this were
released just as the instrumentals or a cappellas, it would still
arguably be better than the majority of albums in my collection. Full
of old-school hip-hop beats, jazz samples, and rhymes that are
ridiculously on point (think Eyedea mixed with Blueprint, yet somehow
different), this is exactly the type of album you should take a
listen to if you want to experience fundamentals worked to
perfection. This could easily have been produced in 2009 or 1989, it
would have fit in either era. This is mind-bogglingly awesome. It's
sort of like watching a Falcons game over the last couple of years:
everything is fundamentally sound, and more or less the way the game
is supposed to be played, and that's what is most impressive, not the
flashiness or any kind of style points. Every aspect, (nearly) every
song is solid, but none are heads-above fantastic (except for perhaps
the title track, that one is just a fantastic display of lyrical
ability). That is honestly the only criticism I can muster here. The
only song that I didn't really like was 'Run That Shit,' which was
relatively crude and felt totally out of place with the rest of the
album. The title track made me pause the CD and catch my breath, it
was that good. Edan, to me, is easily on the level of Peanut Butter
Wolf and Madlib when it comes to instrumentals, but is a better
rhymer than either, which makes it that much more impressive.
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