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“Gotta get bad before it gets good” that’s how this album starts. Sagely advice indeed. This album only half fits that maxim. This album is piddle.
I guess I have to accept my portion of the blame for this album existing. I have been a big supporter of trip hop in my time. Tricky, Portishead, RJD2, DJ Shadow, Massive Attack and UNKLE all have albums nestled in my cherished collection. As such I have spent my hard earned on this genre. This must be the reason that record companies think it’s a good idea to pay for pap like this to be produced. They obviously want more of my money. You’ll get nothing from if you output stuff like this mediocre dishwater nonsense.
Right, let me compose myself before I launch into this (deep breaths). Rapping is not a god given right. You have to be good at it. Why do you think that MC’s make such a big deal about their skills? It’s because real skills are few and far between…well that and the fact that MCs have the highest per capita concentration of mega egotists of any profession…except perhaps trustafarian city bankers. Anyway, my point here is that the guy rapping here should just stop. Nothing more, nothing less, just straight up stop.
The music on this album is prayer to all that is bland in the world. Guest appearances are normally meant to add credibility to an album. So when you get a guest appearance by king of the sellouts and newly crowned Marquis of Blandsbury Will-I-Am, you know you’re in trouble.
This album has made me angry and made me hope that there isn’t a day two.
Reviewed by Daniel Finnerty
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Thursday 15th November 2007
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