While most underground hip-hop these days sounds so tunelessly hardcore it belongs underground, Aesop Rock's Float is closer to the skeletal rawness of, say, Radiohead, trading in hip-hop's screwfaced boom for a pared-down frame to deliver overwritten, gnarled verses that sound positively feverish with their eerie double-tracking and scraped-out spinal column backing beats. Guest emcees Slug, Vastaire, and Doseone don't so much bring star power as a slightly different exit wound trajectory for the chrome-plated beats and cold sweat rhymes Aesop drops like he's reciting at a funky stream-of-consciousness open mic poetry reading. While musicality (at least standard hooks and choruses) isn't really found here, there is a raw nerve of hip-hop at its most exposed that makes Float as weirdly frantic as it is anthemic. And it kicks all kinds of mental ass, too. Awe-inspiring, and not an easy listen, but a strangely great and satisfying one nonetheless. - Mixer |