~Official Eschstradamus SremmLife review~
I went into this album with a pretty negative inital look. After all let's be honest, on the big songs these dudes pretty much can't complete a simple verse on beat. I expected to be bored. A lot of trap albums have a pretty monotonous approach with pretty telegraphed, formulaic song types. And in that sense SremmLife ain't different, but they pull some of it off with a bit of panache. This IS a genuinely entertaining album, in the sense that it has some ups, tons of downs, and that it (unintentionally) kinda paints a certain picture of younger people.
Basically, this is
a hip hop boy band album. We might have exaggerated a little with the trolling saying it's for 12 year olds, but make no mistake its for 14-18 year olds. I would actually say it's a sonically pretty good album, like Mike Will pretty much blessed this joint back to front and showed some versatility. There are bangers (in several different lanes), there's kinda casual small house party music, etc etc. It's what Rae Sremm themselves are actually doing that makes it
mostly cringe for any sort of adult listener. I'll admit are some moments of sonic
personality that come through though, like in the French Montana / Max B sense where these guys are getting the most out of the singsongy rap lane and it's not bad. It's everywhere else that it falls apart.
It's just that some of these songs come off as so.....sad and endearing at the same time
. There are a lot of moments on here where these dudes rap about how they don't need their parents. They live on their own. They make their own money! We can do what we want! We're big boys! Tracy McGrady money! It just kinda reminds me of when you turn on Nickelodeon and there's some absurd fantasy scenario on one of these live TV shows where these 15 kids basically live by themselves and their parents let them do whatever they want, yet for some reason they spend all their time whining about them. It's just too easy to laugh at. Lots of shots at 'old n****s', and how 'young n****s getting it'.
But thats just pure fantasy for our generation. Even career drug dealers don't make that much anymore. It's just pure ducktales, and you get the impression music this insecure wouldn't even exist if young men actually had real opportunities to succeed. And in that sense it's hard to decry, like when Tokubetsu says that he thinks Drake is better than the Jay-Z / Nas generation. You know he
knows in his heart that it's not and never will be true, but he knows that we need to stop looking back on our elders in order to move forward. It's kind of innocent in that sense, the intent and the desperate dream is for forward movement where there isn't much space to actually accomplish much. But I don't put much stock in painting a hypothetical picture of how things could be. Tell me what you want to smash to make it real. Tell me what you want to build to make it real. Don't play pretend. It's things like this that make Rae Sremmurd kinda ideal music for people who want to uplift themselves. It all depends on how you digest it I guess.
Songwise, there's a lot of trash on here, its about 80% trash because the bars are wack across the board and well, they sound like high schoolers so they can't really sell the swag aspect to me.
I liked Lit Like Bic, No Type, and Up Like Trump. These songs have some good energy and are catchy. Lit Like Bic especially is a great opener and has some genuine passion in it. I want to enjoy Unlock the Swag but these dudes' undescended testicles make it kinda difficult to like.
The Nicki and Big Sean songs are whatever. Not the worst shit i've ever heard. That said, there are some comically bad joints on here. My X is one of the saddest attempts at covering up your hurt feelings over a woman ever to hit wax. This Could Be Us is..... it's like a Sean Paul song teleported to 2014 and fiddled around a little bit. Come Get Her is more fatherless stripper-simp material. Pass. Safe Sex Pay Checks is amazingly bad, like a 16-bit Avicii remix of an Akon song.
Overall this shit has some promise, but the overall delusion and fuccboi nature of it makes it pretty hard for anyone that has chest hair to appreciate.. It's not even that catchy, listen to these guys deliver a line and reevaluate what you're doing with your life. If you're a teenage girl or enzo carry on. HRD i can't believe you got angry at me over dapping up some shit like this.
This is justin bieber rap. This is kidz bop trap. overall this is music delivered with passion with decent production but if you like something based on solely that you're probably a Kanye stan and should chide your mom for not signing you up for Big Brother Big Sister cause you needed a guide in life.
3/11 Esch scale.