I think I was shocked about the limits of DJ Shadow’s masterful cut-and-paste because I was in denial about the boundaries of voracious music listening.
I’m old enough to remember that back when jazz was busy fusin’ with rock and funk, it had an unfortunate weakness for periodic schlock. Now I’m hearing that hip-hop does not prevent such lapses, either.
Absolutely on the same page with Aesop Rock. Album artwork of the year so far, too.
Also close with Mr. Lif. I might give three stars. Kinda wore off on me — or rather, didn’t keep blooming and deepening as I expected from the first listen.
The gentle, transcendent voice of PM Dawn. They were one of the final true convolutions of classic soul fused with hip-hop. I could not stop playing Of the Heart, of the Soul, and of the Cross: The Utopian Experience.
New one from Mr. Lif — Don’t Look Down. So far, I’m loving it. Tells stories and delivers messages with equal aplomb. The scary-action-flick narrative kick-off, “Pounds of Pressure” runs in real time right in your head. Not totally sure yet, but may have to write this up somehow.