"You can't find / They don't do this type of rap anymore", once a man, I think named Johnny, replied to this type of statements with "there must be a reason..." and, in fact, there's a reason. I don't go down to unquestionably low-end judgments like "this rap sucks" or "it's dated like a crazy horse", but it certainly isn't for everyone.
The production is mainly provided by the author Stephen "Kid Sensation" Spence, raised in Seattle, Washington and Sir Mix-a-Lot: the two bring out pretty skeletal, simplistic, minimal funky beats, on which the rapper spits bars in a syncopated way. Behind the keyboards are also credited DJ Skill and Tyler Stone. Radio DJ Nasty Nes, the original DJ for Sir Mix-a-Lot, is the unique guest. The LP doesn't suck in the first ten minutes, despite all the reliefs you can find (unlivable rhythms, annoying trivial hooks, tasteless and slow deliveries), however, "Maxin' with ECP" is the first bad cut of the project, a sort of long skit on horrible funky rhythm. ECP is a Seattle-based hip-hop, DJ and rapper crew composed of DJ Ace, DJ Skill, L1D and MC Linn.
The disc continues quite calmly and in a zigzag on the rough road of the hard and skeletal rhythms chosen by the beatmakers, falling into the hole of the hip house trend ("Legal"), before an extravagant freestyle ("Two Minutes"), which anticipates the loop of hospital machine, one of the most annoying sound that you can cross on a rap record, also combined with an annoying hook and an urgent and useless delivery. Overall, it's impossible to carry out most of the tracks, thanks to an obscene production. Released by Nastymix Records, not recommended, 3/10.
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