| I just did not know what to make of this one. It's kinda hip-hop (on one finger). Then the opposite hand is going, nuh-huh! and waving quickly at my Gangstarr Full Clip CD. cLOUDDEAD doesn't sound much like hip-hop, and these are quite obviously not black guys. I present Doseone why?, and odd nosdam. It's not as though any of these guys has any soul on them either. El-P has soul. Everlast has soul. Evidence has soul. Madchild has mad soul. Son Doobie has soul. Cage has soul. Click Tha Supa Latin has soul to spare. B-Real has soul. Aesop Rock has soul. Buck 65 and Sixtoo have some soul. Necro has soul. The Beasties have copious supplies of soul in the back room at Grand Royal Records. As such, Scapegoat Wax has soul. Shit, even Sole has soul! cLOUDDEAD though, not only don't have any soul, they don't seem to be bothered, thank you very much. "I taught myself to survive a four story fall wearing a space suit and a dead Englishman's socks." That's not soul, that's just 4th Dimension. The beats don't groove much either, unless you just had electro-shock therapy. They lurch forward and to the left usually. The vocals come in with two, uh, emcees hitting the mic head on and at the same time, sometimes echoing what the other one says. Sometimes confusing your ears with bits going simultaneously, which sounds like it would be annoying, but is actually pretty cool. It's a bit like two entirely different songs happening synchronically. Go back and listen to "and all you can do is laugh" or "apt. A" again. It's like art that appears to be an entirely different thing when it's upside down. Get yourself a copy of this. Expand. - Cosmik |
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