Macklemore - Gemeni. Macklemore is another one of the guilty pleasures I have. I've written at length before about how I think he gets an unreasonable amount of shit for genuinely trying to make a difference with his lyrics, and for making pop smash raps like "Thrift Shop," but I say screw that. Do your thing bro. Top track features someone named Skylar Grey, who sounds like the secret alter ego of someone from the X-Men. 236 million streams.
This album, though, is flavored heavily by the guests on here, as all but one song on the album (the pretty solid "Ten Million") have a guest listed. That means you end up with garbage like Lil Yachty (shockingly rapping over a beat that involves a toy piano riff. Shocked, I tell you) and weak verses in otherwise enjoyable tracks, like the Offset verse in "Willy Wonka" or the Reignwolf hook sung in "Firebreather." But then the beat and loping chill of "How to Play a Flute" is super cool (until all of the weird sneezing happens). Several of these songs are OK - "Cornerstore," "Glorious," or "Good Old Days," but overall nothing on here is so revelatory that I feel like I need to keep it around forever.
Liam Gallagher - As You Were. Oh, hey. That sounds like Oasis, right there. Huh. While I'd always prefer for the brothers to suck up their childish ass differences and go back to making the Oasis tunes I love, this is a pretty solid facsimile right here. This album has a lot of the same kinds of sounds - obviously the vocals sound the same, but the vocal reverb, psych rock guitar fuzz and chiming guitars, and continuous use of tambourine. The album's opener, and lead single, and most popular track, also grabs hold of that old harmonica bit that he used to great effect in Oasis. Here is "Wall of Glass," which boasts 16.4 million streams (shockingly, more than several songs on (What's the Story) Morning Glory?, which is insane to me. KIDS THESE DAYS!).
At the Drive In - in-ter a-li-a. This is one of those albums that I really wanted to be over almost as soon as it started. I think I found this album because I was reading a Chronicle article about Beto O'Rourke, or maybe Texas Monthly, but either way it mentioned that O'Rourke's best bud and fellow rocker was in this band. So I thought I'd check out their new one and see what was up. Apparently, yelling over post-punk thrashing is very much what is up.
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