Five years. That’s how long fans apparently waited, their anticipation growing for a new Playboi Carti album—five years of hope for a groundbreaking release. Yet, what they got was a sonic mess that feels more like a collection of unfinished demos hastily put together for the TikTok generation than a cohesive artistic statement.
Honestly, I never understood the hype. Carti’s music has always struck me as repetitive and simplistic, leaning heavily on mumbled vocals and repetitive beats. But even with low expectations, this new record managed to disappoint. It’s a sloppy, autotune-drenched affair designed for fleeting moments rather than sustained listening.
The most significant issue is the lack of substance. The tracks, with their repetitive phrases and simplistic melodies, often feel more like sonic wallpaper than carefully constructed songs. They lack the complexity and depth that would engage a discerning listener. This is music for a generation with the attention span of a sugar-addled toddler in a sweet shop, always searching for the next sugar rush.And let’s talk about the autotune. While its strategic use can add a unique texture and flavour to a track, here it feels like a crutch, masking vocal inadequacies and blurring any sense of genuine expression. It’s so pervasive that it becomes distracting, creating a homogenous soundscape devoid of personality.
What’s truly baffling is the inclusion of heavyweight features like Kendrick Lamar and Skepta. These are artists known for their lyrical prowess and innovative approaches to hip-hop. To hear them diluted within this autotune-heavy swamp is frankly disheartening. Their contributions feel out of place, like trying to add a gourmet meal to a plate of fast food. It’s as if their unique style clashes with the direction of this project, leading to a lack of cohesion. Their talent is wasted on this project.
Maybe some will argue that I “don’t get it.”. But this album feels lazy and derivative, a clear indication of prioritising trends over artistry, so in other words, I find it fucking shit and ear bleeding. After five years of waiting, fans deserved something more substantial, something more memorable, something that justified the anticipation. Instead, they got noise that will likely be forgotten as quickly as the next TikTok trend. Ultimately, this record confirms my long-held suspicion: the emperor has no clothes, and in this case, he also has a broken autotune machine.
What is there to say about the lad from Northampton? He’s a ball of energy that rubs people up the wrong way, and his antics have landed him in trouble, most notably at the NME awards, where he later made a statement saying it was all in good nature rather than malicious. They should have known what to expect from him after the release of his debut album “Nothing Great About Britain”. Even the title would upset those flag-waving loon balls. It had the spirit of Punk in it and has been described as an updated version of the Streets’ classic debut “Original Pirate Material”.
It’s worth noting I am not a fan of Slowthai’s music, but I respect his lyrics and his persona in general, so I will try my best to give a decent review on “Tyron”. Since the first album, he has been out on the road with Liam Gallagher supporting “Why Me. Why Not”, which has garnered him more fans, but enough of that. The record is extremely short, considering it’s a double-disc at 35 minutes or thereabouts with seven tracks on each disc. For most of the first disc, Slowthai is consistent with what we saw on the first album and most of the tracks he collaborated on. There’s still that punk spirit and aggressive attitude blended with hard-hitting bars. However, “I Tried” is inspired by West Coast American rap from the 1990s. Even for a relatively short song, clocking at just over two minutes, it gets his message across, and the production compliments it.
I should have stylised the song as mentioned earlieras “I TRIED” because Slowthai defines the two discs by capital-lettered tracks on the first and lower-case lettered tracks on the second. It doesn’t reflect his mood in any way, as he still keeps up the levels on both.
Unfortunately for Slowthai, it could also be interpreted as the caps side is, well…shit and the lowercase side is an improvement from the first half. I would describe the album as schizophrenic in that regard. I’m sorry, but I am, by and large, not a fan of most rap out of America at the moment, and that’s precisely what the first disc sounds like. I don’t think he wanted that. Instead, it was forced upon him because that is what sells now. It ruins “CANCELLED” because it doesn’t fit into his flow and delivery. It needed to be harder and have a grime or drill instrumentation. I want to hear that from rappers on this side of the pond. For me, it makes it more authentic. I don’t want to fucking hear Drake-style production over here. The only time this works is when Slowthai collaborates with an American rapper. For instance, A$AP Rocky on “MAZZA” because he is used to rapping over those beats, and it works, but Slowthai’s flow seems unsuited to it. I mean, there’s a track early doors he does with Skepta, and it’s just fucking awful because the wrong production was chosen. Again, it should have been a grime or drill beat.
Of course, then you have tracks like “WOT”, which is Slowthai in his originalform at his very best. No shitty American beats ruining the listen. Although the aggression and the attitude are still up, because of the use of the American rap commercial beats, a lot of the Slowthai temper is nullified, and therefore it doesn’t add to his sound. Overall, the first half of the album is very disappointing. However, in the second half, the American beats are at a premium, and we get to see Slowthai being sincere yet laid back, a change from the angry side we are used to seeing. The bars are even more thought-provoking.
I especially liked “Push”, which featured Deb Never, as Slowthai brings some conscious bars over soft beats throughout the second disc. Deb Never is one of the most unlikely collaborations you would think of to be on the record, but as Slowthai gets more relaxed, the collaboration fits quite nicely. On more of his aggy material, it would look entirely out of place.
However, with it being such a short record, you need to remember what you heard on the first disc, so you have to listen again to recall what happened. You have to commend him for an original approach, even though he does fall victim to the shitty commercial American rap and RnB beats that never saw the light of day on his debut. It’s great that he has evolvedand is forward-thinking, but that aggression has yet to be lost here by the watered-down beats. I enjoyed the second disc more than I enjoyed the first. The more relaxed and serene side is great to listen to; if only the songs were at least four minutes long, he has plenty to say, and it’s great hearing his many fables of the struggles of life and his social commentary. As I said earlier, he isn’t my cup of chai, but I respect him for what he says and does; he is very much like the late Joe Strummer with his outlandish comments and unapologetic attack on the establishment. It’s apt that he supported Liam Gallagher when you come to think of it. Both of them have the same outlook and energy. It will be interesting to see what Slowthai does with his third album because he has shown that he dares to change it up and keep the listener interested. The best body of work I have seen by Slowthaiis on Mura Masa’s “Deal wiv It”. Give that one a listen.
What a turnaround in fortunes in the life of Headie One. From serving time to having a number-one album. Earlier in the year, he released the “Gang” extended play. It needed to be more trendy among his fanbase as it was too experimental, and they preferred his conventional material. However, Headie decided not to listen to their pleas and pressed on in the same vein with his debut album, and no one can say that it didn’t work as it hit the summit.
Although for me, this was an album of two halves (Once again, the tracks are spoiled by Autotune.), there are some weighty subjects he addresses about his past, struggles in relationships, and his late mother. The album has many guest features, Skepta and Mahalia among them.
On the track “Breathing”, Headie talks about the tension between music and the still alive and well road. This bar alone sums up the song, “In this life that we’re living, you can make the wrong decision, then have to spend longer than you’ve lived stuck in prison”.
I also enjoyed “Parlez-Vous Anglais”, which features Aitch. This song is about making it out of the ends and living the life that your struggle on road is all worth it; as the two of them brag about the life they now have, you can picture them sipping champagne in a penthouse suite of a luxurious hotel in Paris.
I also enjoyed “Everything Nice”, which has stunning vocals by Hailie and sees Headie switch up his delivery and mood with a track about being happy in life and love. This track feels more like Headie sweet-talking a girl to try and win over her affection.
Although I didn’t enjoy the first half of this record, it is worthy of the memory of his late mother, whom the album is named after, and you can see through his lyrics that Edna still inspires him to this day.
Song recommendations: “Everything Nice”, “Parelez-Vous Anglais”, “Breathing”.
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