I've been listening to this album non-stop for a good two days -- not at all uncommon -- I did that with Lemonade, and I really dont like Beyonce. I'm convinced she is illuminati. I think she's not a real persona and - oh - how conveniently her drama with Jay Z seems to have exited the public sphere the second she opened the doors to the Carter mansion's laundry room. She's a robot -- A fembot. Wow, Austin Powers comes full circle.
Anyway.
Chance Lé Rapparout
A lot of these songs are so light sounding and play so nicely with Chance's flexible voice and rhymes that I consider this a top level creation. Chance, indeed, did to a "good ass job with Chance 3." He wont be snatching the grammy, tho. The shades of Kayne are very apparent, also. I think that's pretty funny. His music sounds just like daddy's. Maybe Ye should have called his album Waves, bc the wave very clearly runs (and perpetuates) right through this album. Chance's rapping is very, very good. This is nothing new, but the level of production and overall tone of the album reaches a level I've never seen him at before.
I do think that he runs out of themes by the end of the album. Smoke Break, Juke Jam are about the same thing, and theyre really just stories and Im not super about them, tho I like Juke Jam a bit more. Smoke Break falls flat. Reminds of me of the TI and Flocka collab on 50k, where TI says 50 brought him 50 bands in cash and work and so TI gave him a verse. They never met in the booth, TI was just like aw fuck here take this hot beat -- that's like what Future seems to have done here. There's no synergy. Should have been omitted. Im not going to fry the end of the album, tho. Mixtape was aight. Angels was wonderful. Finish Line was a beauty and reminded me that Ye should have put T-Pain (and here's the proof he's still alive - and a degree away from Kanye) he should have put Kanye on Waves instead of Chris Brown.
8.5/10
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