2Pac "Me Against The World" (1995)

Some might praise this an instant classic. With an incarcerated 2Pac sailing to the top of the charts, increasing controversies in the public spotlight only fueled its stature. Time has served Me Against The World well. Thirty years on, it plays as a brilliantly articulated slice of life, a moment in time reflecting the duality of man. Caught between a thoughtful, poetic soft-side and hardened realities of a fraught world unfolding around him, our enigmatic artist walks a tightrope, delving into the details of these juxtaposed sides. Understanding the broader context around this record is practically futile given how well his timeless cadence effortlessly walks you through particulars.

 

Songs run as a play by play of dark events, exposing his character and passionate, empathic political views. Tracks individually cut direct into a concept, expressing inspired and coherent without a wasted breathe. Upbeat G-Funk oriented production echoing shades of 70s R&B and Soul music breathes life into the lean, attitude driven vibes. Joining the emerging crisp and clean production style of this era, Shock G and his crew leave loops and samples in the dust. Melodies and beats come tightly arranged through sequencers composing snappy percussion and memorable tunes to stick with you for a lifetime. One will find plenty of favorite cuts among its fifteen.

 

 The album flows superbly. Intro samples snippets of news reporters remarks to firmly establish the setting. If I Die 2Nite kicks off a string of bangers, leading up to the mellowed soulful classic, Dear Mama, a beautiful timeless love letter to his distanced mother. The next couple of songs lean on this smoother temperament, a calm spot before Old School perks the ears with its appraisal of 80s Hip Hop. It plays like a checklist of shout outs. For a young me, this was a treasure trove of names to explore.

Fuck The World and Death Around The Corner have a fearful 2Pac dialing up aggression, turning to a darker side, foreshadowing his paranoid temperament heard loud on the next records. His anger seems righteous but the cracks in his duality start to fray. These songs contrast the overall upbeat mood. The closing track Outlaw serves as an introduction to the Outlaws crew, a concept he would go on to grow. This direction plays a mild blemish on an otherwise superb record, never failing to woo.

What I've always adored about Tupac is his ability to illuminate the problems of crime, poverty and racism from a perspective often ignored. Retrospectively, Me Against The World is the boiling point before his embellishment of Thug Life loses its potency under the pressures of Death Row records. Given the drama and controversy around him at the time, the stakes are raised. He meets it with his words. Me Against The World is undoubtedly a classic, his most consistent and concise record. A must hear.

Rating: 10/10

Clipping "Dead Channel Sky" (2025)

  

 Leaning hard into their distinct jilted abrasion, experimental Hip Hip trio Clipping return armed with an arsenal of rapid fire razor sharp rhymes, accompanied by cyberpunk dystopian disjointed beats. Its a despairing, paranoid journey, showcasing the unrivaled talents of Daveed Diggs, who blasts vivid lyricism through an effortless cold, monotonous delivery. Poetic and descriptive, he arms this unsettling soundscape of buzzing computer electronics with moments of clarity, cutting through the rumpus and adding a dispirited human element to the already dejected temperament.

 Lyrical themes resonate with defeatism, reflecting current social-political concerns. Early on, dexterous rhymes charm through ambiguous, artistic, storytelling motifs. In its second half, clearer concepts are depicted with plainer language. The emergence of AI, growing wealth inequality, the harms of social media, disinformation and internet related corrosive forces. Its in the latter half that these clearer expressions, the conceptual nature of Dead Channel Sky, takes form for this lukewarm listener.

Mediocrity stems from its dredging, drawn out nature, tediously slow burning through cyber-industrial soundscapes. Short interludes and key songs play drowned in an endless string of aesthetic ideas which only reward when converging upon groove and rhythm. This mostly happens at the heels of 90s House rhythmic energy and signature waveform leads from the era's blossoming electronic scene. In these moments, much is borrowed from the past. The dystopian aesthetic a thin veneer atop what works.

Entertained by a couple of spins, the search for depth has alluded me in becoming numb to its admittedly impressive arrangements of dial-up inspired internet glitch-synth. So to did Diggs' rhymes flourish food for thought initially. That persuasion has swiftly evaporating in this artistic vision mostly devoid of the simple pleasures required to bridge the avant-garde. Dead Channel Sky lacks the curation to drive home its vision, instead flooding us with an indulgent revel, not quite to this fans taste.

Rating: 5/10

Ice-T "O.G. Original Gangster" (1991)

 

Godfather of Gangster Rap and front man for the cop killing Body Count, Ice-T courts controversy with an unfiltered, unapologetic rawness. A subversive force of intellect, Ice masks deeper realities trough his gritty portrayal of street life in LA. Original Gangster affirms his authority on the matter whilst ringing off a long list of social portrayals and systemic grievances. Direct yet difficult, his lyricism runs crude and humorous, blurring lines between tongue in cheek and reality. At times he flows firm and plain yet in a moment can delve into wordplay. Wherever his cadence leads, Ice rarely deviates, sticking to his themes, which each track delivers with focused intent.

Clocking in at a lengthy seventy two minutes, the twenty four tracks chop by with snarky interludes between softened noisy Bomb Squad style sampling. It banging beats rock with late 80s drum loops, keeping energy high. Overall the aesthetic style sounds a year or two behind the cutting edge but its substance triumphs in the face of an ever changing scene. Midnight marks a shift in tone, sampling Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath a dark, grizzly, eerie Rap horror show emerges. This lays foundations for Ice-T to show his metallic edge, as the record also houses a Body Count track to cross pollinate his audience, something completely unheard of for the time.

These tone shifts shake up the second half another, The Tower, reusing John Carpenter's Halloween theme to chilling, haunting effect. It does blemish the flow considering how tight these upgraded, authentic post-N.W.A gangster raps are. It's been decades since I last spun this classic. It holds up well. A powerful listen by a master rhymer who can hold your attention with his direct penmanship. Classic!

Rating: 8/10

Naughty By Nature "Naughty By Nature" (1991)

An understated classic from the other side of Hudson River, Naughty By Nature's sophomore effort stands the test of time. Uniting radio friendly Hip Hop of the era with Hardcore Rap. This trio's tuneful beats and energetic rhymes somehow grapple the gritty verbal craft and easy pop appeal in the same space. Kicking off with Yoke The Joker, we hear a ferocious Treach drop one of Rap's most legendary verses, rhyming practically every word in the dictionary beginning with s. The whole song is fierce display of talent, his words leap out at you through undying rhyme schemes.

 

In retrospect, he seems ahead of his time. Leaving the classic post N.W.A flow behind. One can anticipate rhymes arriving yet his vocabulary depth is loquacious, a fluent stream of surprises with words beyond casual tongue delighting on a frequent basis. Slick, swift deliveries and chopped cadences are thoroughly entertaining. Every tracks words house a few surprises up the sleeve, spit fit for purpose, wonderfully contrasting the often upbeat, poppy instrumentals with street rugged rhymes.

 Some instrumentals play strapped with typical sampling of the era, reveling in childhood influences of 70s R&B, Soul and Funk. The balance struck sets them apart, with hard hitting drum samples more akin to House music and tight, purpose built baselines. They aid its aesthetic personality along with simple Piano strikes, adding stiff flushes of color and melody to the mix. So to do soft organ or synths chime in on occasion. A Saxophone and Piano solo also liven this sense of elevated beats.

This tailored musicality bridges the cheery tones of OPP, Everyday All Day and Everything's Gonna Be Alight, with hard hitting bangers like Let The Ho's Go, Strike A Nerve and Guard Your Grill. Lyrically, its often gritty. The contrasts this breeds on its upbeat numbers plays a charm that's hard to forget. Naughty By Nature has got it all, endearing beats, enduring rhymes. When it comes to discussing Hip Hop classics this has to be in the conversation.

 

Rating: 9.5/10

The UMC's "Fruits Of Nature" (1991)

Having explored the depths of 90s Hip Hop, it can be hard for records to have an impact on these matured ears. Keen not to pass by The UMC's warm and friendly tone, I've stuck with Fruits Of Nature for a fair few spins. Its struck me as one I could have easily adored if discovered earlier on the journey. Leaving the golden era behind, moving boldly into the Jazz Hop era, this complimentary duo capture the essence of a colorful scene with questions as to how its 91 release fits into the tapestry of influences. I've heard them mentioned in plenty of rhymes, possibly listened to it decades ago but opening track One To Grow On really caught my ear this time.

Its the cream of the crop, with righteous rhymes and a bouncy beat, the pair pack positive messages of personal growth into its Jazzy groove. Devoid of cursing, the record plays with an uplifting tone, two youthful voices with heads held high, aiming for a thoughtful impact on their audience, given the lyrical content which rarely deviates.

Fitting snugly into the era, cadences and rhyme structures entertain with competence, perhaps lingering in Guru of Gang Starr's shadow on occasion. Producers Haas G & RNS line up temperate percussive grooves with colorful instrumental loops. Warm, often sunny, Jazzy and Soulful in nature, halve these track play a cut above the norm. The other half getting a touch tired on its repetitious nature. A few flashes of the "phunky fresh" vibe from Cypress Hill's early sound pass by too. All in all a fun listen, a solid record that possibly held more impact on the scene at the time of its release.

Rating: 6/10

The Brand New Heavies "Heavy Rhyme Experience Vol 1" (1992)

 

 

British act The Brand New Heavies try their hand at collaboration with rap heavy hitters of the era. Adding story driven rhymes to the mix, the Acid Jazz outfit come full circle on their Hip Hop persuasions that mostly shape up percussive loops with repetitious groove. The fit seems perfect, given the shared influences of Soul, Funk, R&B and Disco on both the bands style and young rappers parental music.

Working with a pre-Wu-Tang Clan Master Ace, Kool G Rap, Main Source, Guru of Gangstarr and legendary The Pharcyde, the band scoop up some top talent among other guests, each track receiving a guest act to layer in the vocal element. The band shape their slick Acid Jazz grooves into fruity, flavorful loops - lively, tailored with apt color and melody. Despite its organic nature, the performance stiffens, stripping out the opportunity for tangents, iterations or progressive leaning song structures.

 

Once a beat makes itself known, it sticks firmly, resting a lot of the music on its rappers who meld with the tone to various degrees of success. With such smiley, friendly instrumentals, its curious to hear Kool G Rap excellence on Death Threat. A strutting baseline and shimmering guitar leads add a soft gangster attitude to its tone. Kool takes it the rest of the way with fierce rhymes and aggressive energetic delivery.

Heavy Rhyme Experience Vol 1 is a competent listen, capturing the rap scene at the end of its Golden Era / Jazz Hop sound, right before big shifts in tone over the next couple of years. With quite a few weak performances and a lack of identifiable hooks, its served as a fun listen to plunder a couple of fun tracks from. Sadly wont have me returning for more, despite the disappointment, its a shame more crossovers like this haven't taken place in this era of Hip Hop. There was such potential here.

Rating: 5/10

Snoop Dogg "Missionary" (2024)

 

 

Thirty one years on from the iconic Doggystyle, a beloved West Coast duo return for an inspired set of songs reveling in the twilight years of their careers. I'd summarize Missionary as two veterans bringing the very best out of one another. Dr. Dre's production forges fine beats focused on aesthetic class. Lacking potent melodies, these tracks assemble gorgeous sounding instruments in rhythmic arrangements, striking with clarity to indulge on. Complex with subtle details and intricacies yet easily digested on the firm foundations of Hip Hop groove. Moods sway fun and plentiful, from bouncing LA vibes to introspective atmospheres, Dre covers a fair span of instruments to expand cultural horizons and keep this record flowing fresh.

Snoop has the unenviable position of spinning his tried and true rhyme themes over again. Despite an exhaustive output over the decades, he seems as vibrant as ever, giving every song a firm concept. With steady flow, his mannerisms entertain, refreshing yet familiar, finding a handful of cunning rhymes between his casual delivery. The burden is lightened with a guest on practically every track. Only on a couple of collaborations did I get a sense of elevation through presence. Last Dance with Tom Petty and Jelly Roll, Another Part Of Me with String, two fantastic songs bridging genres, complementing well for unique numbers to remember.

On first listen, the handful of classic Hip Hop interpolations and nostalgic call backs perked my ears. You could call it a false impression. These references swiftly faded behind the bright lights of all new this duo has to offer. Only Gangsta Pose had a whiff of Doggystyle chemistry. Listen carefully, its subdued baseline plays like a G-Funk throwback. I had initially expected the pair to do more of this. The past is the past, I'm thankful they didn't resurrect old ideals as clearly there was freshness here to explore.

Rating: 7/10

Kendrick Lamar "GNX" (2024)

Hot off the heels of a remarkable rap beef, Kendrick's momentum flattens out into a comfortable record. Feeling out fresher styles between classic tones, GNX coasts by lacking the conceptual heights of To Pimp A Butterfly or impactful attitude of DAMN. The past sets a high bar, presenting an unenviable challenge of surprising the audience. That freshness alluded to resides in Kendrick's embrace of a hard lipped persona. Spitting in deepened spoken tone, he lines up the meanest rhymes, aimed like a sniper. Threatening and self assured, Its not quite to my liking and slips away on tracks like Peekaboo where his "hey hey hey hey" hook falls flat as a pancake.

Despite this faltered direction, classic Kendrick crops up in the tracks between. Man At The Garden revels in a sombre slow paced atmosphere, writing up blessings through the lens of deserving. His emotional delivery and contrast with the instrumental illuminates a questioning turmoil within over his many accolades and achievements. Reincarnated casually drops in one of the slickest piano licks, conjuring vibes reminiscent of a handful of West Coast classics. Its another story telling, introspective track where Kendrick routinely shines. Reclaiming the title from Drake, Heart Part 6 mellows with reflective lyrics themed around the humility of his rise to fame.

I can tell that lyrically, a lot of events and dramas are addressed on his meaner tracks. I'm out of the loop and haven't dug into any analysis. I'm not sure that I care to either. On the surface, these slick gangster anthems like Squabble Up feel mild in contrast to the songs mentioned above. They require no knowledge, instead, Kendrick wraps you up in his meaningful thoughts and deep reflections, the side I have always been drawn too most. I'm grateful for that handful of tracks but they will likely be my only reason to return to GNX on occasion.

Rating: 7/10

Tyler The Creator "Chromakopia" (2024)

 
Yesterday's record, Man Down, concluded with an aging rapper losing focus and purpose. Although of a younger generation, Tyler, now fifteen years into his career, continues to mature and challenge himself. Far from reaching his fifties but the contrast emphasizes how vividly empowered by self expression he remains.

Chromakopia is a slice of life record, where Tyler articulates his thoughts on fame, professional stature, reminisces on Odd Future's history, expresses pains of his closeted sexuality and reflects on personal values as an emergence of new family members stands in comparison to his lifestyle and celebrity image.

 His verses pull one in effortlessly, animating his world through the craft of lyricism dressing up plain language. Its the reason he connects so directly. If not already attentive, ears perk as a string of songs delve into an unexpected pregnancy. Tyler tells the tale from both sides of the relationship (referring to himself as T), delving into the hard realities of such a heavy situation. Its honest, sincere, humble and unique.

Getting past a lyrical highlight, the album loosens its peculiar mix of Soul, R&B and Jazz, throwing in dark bangers with big noisy baselines and drum groves pulling on worldly percussion beyond the traditional kick snare drum kit. His production calls back to the quirky magics of Igor, assembling tunes, textures and motifs from seemingly abstract moments, all drenched in the tone of aforementioned influences.

With an ear for voices, instrumentals flow woven between lyrics, vocal ad-libs and soulful singing, often leaning into the strange. Its as to be expected yet charming every time. I'm deeply impressed by how unique his voice and music remains. Familiar, yet fun and impactful through a new set of excellent songs.

Rating: 8/10

Ice Cube "Man Down" (2024)

 

Some critics remark on aging rappers losing vitality and relevancy. I'm more open minded. With age comes maturity and the opportunity to grow. With many 90s icons now entering their fifties, Ice Cube, one of the most important and influential to do it, enters the club. His last outing, Everythang's Corrupt, had bite, a political venom and fiery anger that held well. I still venture back to a handful of those tracks alongside Cube's best songs. That moment has passed, his motivations to return seem routine.

 Despite bringing a studded cast of his 90s contemporaries, Man Down is a stinker. Beats sound tight yet frequently spin short loops that end up droning on. Upfront, Cube raps with his firm flow, fine tuned aggression and smooth, easy to follow, cadence. Its his lyrical content that falters, dropping auto pilot verses lacking creativity to impact. So many lines drop with predictable rhymes, lingering on them for four or more sentences. Many lines seem to fill space just to serve the rhyme. With next to no stories told, this approach is quite disappointing in the shadow of his greatness.

 Early on the moods emulate his classic Today Was A Good Day laid back G Funk vibes. Its a smooth and breezy ride, easy listening. Heading into the midsection, things pivot with 5150. The mood sours with its misogynist leaning rhymes. Then beats go harder, darker but miss the mark. After a few cuts, the variety flows, jumping between sounds emulating his styles but mostly suffer the fate of droning on.

Especially You perks the ears, an Electro-Funk throwback to early 80s Hip Hop. Cube goes for a flow fit of the era but the rhymes are just hollow. Later comes Scary Movie, trying to house a bunch of references to his cinematic career. It houses some of the worst lyrical flops. The album ends on a better note with the reasonable Ego Maniacs but cant save the project. Sadly, this record just lacked purpose.

Rating: 2/10

Cordae "The Crossroads" (2024)

  

Round three, Cordae returns with another fresh bout of life's stories, past and present. The title alone conjure thoughts of Bone Thugs-N-Harmony's classic, which the intro tastefully interpolates. Cycling between Trap percussive pallets and nuanced drums grooves, instrumentals play soulful and moody, drifting into R&B territory as guest singers illuminate a handful of tracks with Gospel singing. Samples focus on texture and tone over melody, casting an introspective atmosphere not far from melancholic.

Without a peak or valley, The Crossroads runs through the motions, offering a couple darker bangers early on, then leaning hard into its soulful inflections as the record matures. With Cordae's sturdy cadence holding true, he articulates personal tales, keeping one in the firm grasp of his effortless rhymes. Themes recycle, struggles of balancing success and family shift to the later, as he speaks on becoming a father.

His tales echo familiar feelings of the last two outings, leaving me with little fresh to say. Its instrumental shift to nostalgic soulful samples and plenty of human voices plays good company but lacking melodies and hooks, its staying power has been absent. The Crossroads is a mild, easy going record, doing little wrong yet failing to land a striking blow to grab your attention. Disappointing but only from high standards.

Rating: 5/10

The Madd Rapper "Tell Em Why You Madd" (1999)

First surfacing on Life After Death, Producer Deric Angelettie's agitated alter ego has appeared on a spread of Bad Boy records. The frustrated character, running his mouth, serves well to sprinkle comedy between the music. Having laid the groundwork for this debut, it could have been something special. Instead, skits and jokes land flat, unable to flesh out his personality to comedic effect. So to do the Madd Rappers' verses lack a spark to muster humor. Unless this persistently irked personality is your comedy gold, the joke will get beaten to death across its CD filling seventy minutes.

Its clearly ambitious, bringing a massive array of guests beyond his record label peers. Featured routinely come armed with slick mafioso adjacent lyrics, painting flamboyant lifestyle pictures with their lyricism. It sands in stark contrast to the central theme. Eminem however, meets him at his level, the unhinged Slim Shady persona has the two aligning their lyrics on self destructive energy. Given the date, this flow is a gem for fans, hearing Eminem evolving into his classic Marshal Mathers flow.

Fun fact, a young Kanye West produced that track! Its a rare highlight among an endless string of average bears. Its other merit belongs with 50 Cent on the criminally unabashed How To Rob. Fifty name drops a lot of big names years before his breakout. Other than that, its sadly a missed opportunity to do something unique. Poor execution on a wonderful idea. It seems the last of The Madd Rappers steam was spent on the first Big Boy hits compilation, where his player hating energy musters amusement between the East Coast's record labels greatest songs.

Rating: 4/10

Lil Uzi Vert "Eternal Atake 2" (2024)

Curiosity and novelty handed successor Eternal Atake a generous helping of enjoyment that's dried up on its second outing. A fry cry from the spurious bursts of Metal on Pink Tape, Uzi returns to his bizarre spacey Trap sound, sprinting through routine instrumentals with little regard for songwriting, lyricism or concept.

Fully embracing the "vibeing" approach, songs roll by in a haze of disjointed ad-libs. Spinning short phrases, slang words and physical grunts, a dizzying barrage of often nonsensical aberrations melt away in the colorful melting of auto-tune. Coherence is generally lacking but on occasion a does sentiment makes its mark known.

With a lack of structure, arching theme or story to tell, the record falls short by some distance. Mostly feeling disposable, as if riffed on the spot, little sticks. Although trendy beats play competently, conjuring urban-esoteric moods, the lack of substance upfront sours the tone when Uzi lingers on god awful hooks like "She Stank".

Deep into the flow of dense bass and Trance synth instrumentals emerges Chill Bae, somewhat of a throw back to the Luv Is Rage aesthetic, soft airy synths and Uzi singing plays well as the album seems to pivot into a different beast, mellowing out for its closing tracks but at this point the record feels like a lost cause.

 

Rating: 3/10

Cordae "From A Birds Eye View" (2022)

 

Avoiding the pitfalls of a sophomore decline, all to common in Hip Hop, Cordae returns armed with emotive beats and hardened attitude to deliver his message. After an endearing debut, our young rapper matures with a flash of braggadocio and seriousness as he sheds some youthful innocence previously heard. Renewed topicality lands closer to street violence and status affirming rhymes, taking aim at critics between stories and expressions that rock off moody instrumentals.

Excellent production by Kid Culture and collaborators bring soulful touches to easy tempos driven by subdued drum grooves. Driven by bold, powerful baselines, low key Jazz influences linger under its calm stature, carving a smooth atmosphere to enrich Cordae's rhymes. At intervals these instrumentals pivot to trendy Trap sounds, notably the popular tracks. They break a smooth flow of complimenting aesthetics.

Cordae teams up with Lil Wayne and Hit-Boy on a brilliant number where he affirms the heights of his successes and intentions to stick around for years to come. The chorus lands so well. Stevie Wonder also crops up among some other big names but It is mostly Cordae himself who continues to charm as a story teller, wrapping one in his narratives, holding a firm grip over this listener. A tricky task after decades of Rap.

Rating: 7/10

Cordae "The Lost Boy" (2019)

 

With surprising numerical successes, this young rapper appeals to generations new and old. The twenty something Cordae fly's the flag of a fading art form among trendy Trap and Mumble Rap stylings of his peers. With a sturdy cadence and steady pace, his raps embody the 90s and 00s flows, bringing fresh faced youthful wisdom to his verse. Navigating the trappings of success with an anchoring in family values, his rhymes birth beautiful reflections on upbringings and personal growth as a human.

The backing instrumentals navigate classic vibes. Tuneful, jazzy, soulful moods and bouncy bangers channeled through an updated percussive aesthetic. Snappy snares and slicing hi-hats provide cutting tones to power along a mix of orchestrated sounds and samples easy on the ears and effective. Among its fifteen tracks, a Hip Hop head will find many familiar moods spun to great effect. Spliced with a couple of folksy interludes, roots in Church and Gospel music add an authenticity in roots.

The Lost Boy cruises by on good vibes, dipping into emotional strides that culminate towards the records ending. Family Matters lays down some surprising introspective maturity, seeing the struggles of his family not wishing to burden a young Cordae chasing his dreams. This thoughtfulness is striking, trending as the lyrical highlight, engaging expressions walking you through a reflective artists inner workings.

Rating: 7/10

Thirstin Howl The 3rd "Skilligan's Island" (2002)

 

Named after a Gilligan's Island character, this Brooklyn rapper has quite a rugged, playful appeal. Hitting hard rhymes with aggressive enthusiasm, a variety of verses occasionally plunge into impressive strings of mischievous wordplay. Often comical, routinely absurd, Thirstin grabs attention but lacks lyrical depth and flow to bring one back. Unfortunately, Skilligan's Island is as inconsistent too. Plowing through punchy 90s inspired beats, mediocrity compounds as short chorus hooks come obnoxiously repeated, grinding my enjoyment to a halt. A stylistic choice I am totally at odds with.

In stints, the lyrical content gets deplorable too but not to dwell on negatives, what kept me around for a couple of spins was the curious recycling of memorable Hip Hop beats, including one from fellow Brownsville veterans M.O.P. The best of Thirstin's rhymes come out The Polo Rican, yet the show is unsurprisingly stolen by Eminem on Watch Deez. Its how I discovered the record, a classic Slim Shady flow telling tales of deranged individual collecting prescription drugs with a severed limb. How I wish for more of that era. Sadly there isn't much else to take away from this flawed record. I was entertained along the way but that's about it. Thirstin has potential but this ain't it.

Rating: 4/10

 

Eminem "The Marshall Mathers LP 2" (2013)

 

Sequel to his notorious Marshall Mathers LP, this lengthy, convoluted follow up strikes me as a turning point. Passing beyond the woes of his return to the game, Em no longer embodies the moment his iconic guile. Arguably one of his most impressive lyrical bouts, no ambitious rhyme scheme or dexterous flow can save it from circling back on the past. Loaded with witty wordplay, call backs and ferocious energy, his topicality spins a tired trend. Forever locked horns with his usual cast of demons, the latest wrestles bestow entertaining reflections but lack a lasting impression.

Picking up where Recovery left off, the inclusion of Pop stars Rihanna, Sia & Skylar Gray sit among a mix of ideas. Arena Rock kicks, tributes to classic 80s era Hip Hop, lightly "experimental" leaning beats and throw backs to the original record. It makes for an unsettled listen, shifting tone frequently, while perusing across the spectrum of his prior work. There's a track for each record but sadly no Slim Shady resurrection.

 Rap God is an obvious highlight, a moment where concept, execution and substance align for an impressive, if not slightly repetitive song, culminating in a status affirming technical feat. Early on, a handful of beats charm alongside crafty lyricism. There is plenty more in patches to be heard, with Em frequently verging on fiery shout raps delivering his cheeky quips. Although his passionate energy is always present, its as if Eminem is pushing himself more so for the art form than led by his emotions.

That reactionary dynamic once fueled his genius in the past. This shift away started with Recovery. Familiar with the rest of his discography, it ended here. MMLP2 is one mighty swing for the ropes but leaves me impressed rather than connected, as Em circles the usual themes with a lack of freshness to drive a point home. True for much of the record, yet of course he does the complete opposite on his victory lap Rap God.

Rating: 6/10

Eminem "Recovery" (2010)

Reading between the lines of his bars, its obvious the unsavory critical response to Relapse greatly shaped this followup record's direction. Full of enthusiasm for the craft, a scraped sequel has Em questioning himself. The poor reception causes metal turmoils, grappling with his relationship to fame, stature as an artist and the departure of his best friend. This distress makes for tender moments of vulnerability between the usual spats of foul mouthed provocative profanity. Of course, its all channeled through his classic energetic flow and knack for wordplay, which is occasionally rather juvenile.

Recovery's main distinction is the tone of its production. Doubting the direction of his planned sequel, Em parts ways with Dr. Dre, teaming up with the hot producers of this era. For me, they fail to craft grabbing instrumentals, deploying trendy soft-Trance synths and stiff drum patterns. In my opinion, they don't compliment Em yet don't hold him back either. His lyrics carry the usual dynamism one would expect. It's no surprise my favorite beat Ridaz, a bonus track, was produced by Dre. His style is timeless.

His story telling, introspection untangling verses are the records staying power. Featured guests barely make a mark, working with big names of the time, Em casts them in his shadow. A couple of odd interpolations crop up. No Love resurrects Haddaway's 93 classic, transforming the tuneful hit into a peculiar Dance-Rap hybrid. The sung hooks are a touch wild, an aspect that occasionally gets grinding as Em lacks restraint on the limits of his vocal range.Going Through Changes is another, using Ozzy Osbourne's classic voice and yearning strings from the original.

 

Definitely the smoother of the two. Overall, Recovery is a solid listen but I walk away from it lacking the sticky songs that keep you coming back for more. Sticking to the original Relapse 2 plan would of have been mile better. Em is firmly in form on this one, its the pieces around it that are not quite to my preference sadly.

 

Rating: 6/10

2Pac "R U Still Down? (Remember Me)" (1997)

 

Decades have passed since I last enjoyed one of 2Pac's many posthumous records. I barely remember this double album, loaded with a hundred minutes of the iconic rapper going at it alone. Released thirteen months past his death, it reeks of a rushed release. A lack of vision or focus swiftly becomes evident, Pac's raps arrive from different eras on top of demo level beats that loop at a bare minimum. Even basic techniques like dropping instruments in and out to add some variety seem missing.

Disc one houses more of his 95 era flows. Fresh outta jail on a mission to record as many raps before his impending demise, these lively verses recycle so many of the tempos, tropes and topics of his All Eyez On Me double album. More thuggish, less thoughtful, many of them recorded in one take, Pac's motto at the time. Among them, cuts like Open Fire and Nothing To Loose from my favorite era, Strictly, are a delight.

 Disc two, my favored, mostly houses outtakes from then to Me Against The World. The instrumentals seem like the demo's from that era too. Hearing his pitch shifted raps return makes it clear why those takes didn't make the original cut. Do For Love and Nothin But Love hit hard, as do some of his verses heard elsewhere among a weighty catalog of posthumous material. The original verses of Changes are here too.

Its hard to acknowledge this as much more than a collection of demos. Without Pac's creative input, it feels hands off, the producers aiming to preserve original vibes. R U Still Down does have an eerie foreshadowing of his tragic fate lingering within the lyrics, not unusual given that perspective lurched in his prior records. Besides familiar bars used elsewhere, a few novelties emerged. Beats similar to Snoop's Gzs & Hustlers and Black Moon's Buck Em Down. Given all were released in 93, I wonder if these were instrumentals Pac passed up. Credits suggest coincidence.

Rating: 6/10

Eminem "Relapse: Refill" (2009)

 

 

As expressed on the comical Steve Berman skit, a returning from retirement Eminem had enough material for two albums. Refill suggests an overstatement, its nine cuts only treading water with Relapse's weaker tracks. Forever feels like a false start, Em tacked onto one of Drake's pop rap songs. The music starts out strong but gets goofy as Elevator trades a quirky rap romp with its elongated sung chorus. Em reveling in the astonishment that his mansion has an elevator. It's likeable but shy of greatness. Music Box & Drop The Bomb On 'Em drag on, both lack a cutting edge, going through motions, feeling like exercises in creativity that didn't live up to his standards.

 

My Darling goes dark and grisly, a flawed execution of an interesting concept. Wrestling with a demonic voiced Slim Shady, he lives up to the ills of the character that brought him fame. The back and forth echos what he tried to do on The Death Of Slim Shady at length. It rolls into Careful What You Wish For, another dance with the devils of fame, commenting on the hysteria around his rise and how his records have been revisited as classics by critics. These two tracks feel like foreshadowing of an artist unable to escape that monumental moment in time. Entertaining but the last time it will feel fresh. One things for sure, Encore will never be considered an Illmatic.

Rating: 5/10