Album four and the experience follows a now familiar form, another protracted stream of creativity lacking curation. Once again, sparks of genius emerge within a lengthy escapade touching deeper into the realms of Psychedelia, Ambient and Low-Fi.
Arranging unique aesthetics to conjure estranged and unconventional vibes that fit the trap formula, Travis dedicates a whole track to each idea, forging tame streaks of mediocrity between the bangers. The classic chicken or egg question emerges, as subdued beats devoid of percussive power tend to lull. One wonders if a little oomph from the drums is all that's needed to elevate, as the best numbers have the hardest grooves to propel his curious and distinct atmospheres forward, an unusual intersection of laid back, easy going energy entangled with dark and gritty tensions.
The record is star studded, a huge cast of big names reaching beyond his immediate scene on a couple occasions. Despite getting two shots to shine, The Weeknd doesn't have best tracks here, a trend I've noticed with his sublime guest appearances. It speaks volumes to a sense that these features just fill out the space between Scott's unimpressed raps and auto tune tangents. Lyrically, little stuck out within its lengthy runtime, a throwback to the CD filling days where bands would pack out a disc with plenty of filler. That's what most of Utopia was for, tone setting aesthetics with a lack of impetus.
Rating: 4/10