Last Updated on February 9, 2024
I’ve tried to listen to this entry on the Pitchfork 50 albums of 2023 about six times now. I took me that long to make my way past the first track. I have never heard the N word used so much. In fact all the language is so ‘spicy’ that I can’t helped but be curious about what the word they actually beeped out was.
I’m trying to find positives. The bass sound is about the lowest I’ve ever heard. Whales must be able to hear this album if it’s played by someone living on the coast.
There. I tried. This is thrubbing, extremely profane hip-hop. I bloody love hip-hop but I have no idea what angle Sexyy Red his coming from here. I’m a middle-aged white pillock who grew up in a village in Southern England in the 1970s. I don’t expect to get the same experience when listening to Sexyy Red that others with a different life might, but I can’t latch onto anything here. The flow, the ryhming schemes. Nowt.
Apart from that bass. Booooooom.
This is a part of Hip-Hop that I know nothing about, so I’m going to struggle to say anything insightful. But there does seem to be some very clearly performed gynaecological instructions given and desires voiced in aural technicolour. I’ll happily be accused of being a prude, but there are many points in this album that reminded me of being a teenager hoping my parents wouldn’t comment when a sex scene popped up in a film we were all watching together.
Is this album trying to be shocking, or it mocking misogynistic hip-hop? Or is the whole album deep into a vocabulary I don’t have any experience of?
I made it as far as track 8 ‘Nacho’ then had to quit. I just don’t need this in my life.
