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Track List: Love Without Love, Animal Espionage, Heart Reformer, Strong And Wrong, Ants And Dragons, Nightclub Canary, Christian Missile Crisis, Reign Of Error, Imposter Syndrome
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Featuring: Laurie Vincent
Directed by: Dylan Hayes
DOP: Max Conran
Production Designer: Georgia Marshall
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Featuring: Lungs, Phiik
Mixed + Mastered By: Geng PTP
Cover Photo By: Yoga
Track List: Static Vision, The Hybrid, Sunday School Explosives, John Hinckley, 1999 Hacker Worldwide, Parasite, Paging Dr. Noface, Sugarcane Plantation, Smells Like Autopsy, Nazi Needle Marks, 5G Celsius Cell Tower, Fentanyl Firing Squad
The concept of a double album isn’t a new thing here, but the revelation that Kendrick Lamar speaks into the second half on Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers is similar to the final breakthrough of a mental prison.
The stripping of the ego, possessions, and finally the confidence to create again as Lamar states his views over each track becomes a confessional and an in-depth look into his most personal moments on a record. While “Count Me Out” is the first track on the second disc; focusing on the much slower, more introspective piece “Crown” seems like a more significant start.
“Crown” initially was one of the personal favorites from the record as it took the pacing of Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers and halted it into something that was deeply reflective and almost difficult to face. It works like a funhouse mirror that instead of displaying entertaining angles and warped portraits, displays the worst about the person.
Opening with no percussion throughout the entire mix, the production is handled beautifully by Duval Timothy and while somber, ”Crown” is quickly a stunning display. Lamar describes in his first verse, “You walk around like everything is in control, favor come with favors and you can’t say no. Go out the way to make the coin available, that’s what I call… love.”
Buried in a tonality of regret and despair, Lamar doesn’t hide in any ways on “Crown,” instead he forces himself to stand amongst the crown of thorns and subjects himself to this pulverizing and unrelenting weight.
This weight in form becomes heavier and heavier like a boulder lifted by Sisyphus, eventually illustrating a chorus, “One thing I’ve learned, love can change with the seasons. And I can’t please everybody. No, I can’t please everybody, wait, you can’t please everybody.”
“Crown” comes to a dramatic drowning of vocals that continue to overpower Lamar and crowd him by surrounding him with the chorus. As the piano plays out and the curtain is drawn upon Lamar, both “Savior – Interlude” and “Savior” take a step back into something that is easier to move to, but still provides this intellectual observation.
Baby Keem is the sole narrator on “Savior – Interlude”. Instead of delivering something that is based on creating mosh pits or massive stadium-style 808s, Baby Keem is an energetic but still provocative lyricist that transitions perfectly into one of the highlights of Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, “Savior.”
Lamar raps and writes his ass off on Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, but “Savior” and the record’s second half solidifies to be one of the best musical releases of the year. His introduction describes, “Kendrick made you think about it, but he is not your savior. Cole made you feel empowered, but he is not your savior.”
He continues on with, “Future said, ‘Get a money counter,’ but he is not your savior. ‘Bron made you give his flowers, but he is not your savior, he is not your savior, he is not your savior.”
As the production ramps up into Lamar’s verse, the stomp of 808s and warped claps that stutter and fly through the speakers appear more as a beast being tamed than any sense of form. He steps into this frame illustrating, “Mr. Morale, give me high-five. Two times center co-defendant judging my life. Back pedaler, what they say?… Fun fact, I ain’t taking shit back. Like it when they pro-black, but I’m more Kodak Black.”
Verse one has a handle on transitioning into the chorus with minimal signs of effort, describing, “Hello crackers, I seen niggas arguing about who’s blacker. Even black-out screens and called it solidarity, meditating in silence made you wanna tell on me.” As the chorus then moves in to ask, “Bitch, are you happy for me? Really, are you happy for me? Smile in my face, but are you happy for me?”
The second verse on “Savior” has a gorgeous line that illustrates “Do you want peace? Then watch us in the street. One protest for you, three-sixty-five for me.” And as the march continues on throughout Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, the therapy and recovery theme has this honest confession from Lamar that begins the third verse and moves into the final frame for the track.
“The cat is out the bag, I am not your savior. I find it just as difficult to love thy neighbors, especially when people got ambiguous favors. But they hearts not in it, see, everything’s for the paper.” The elephant in the observational room comes from acquiring some sense of intention on Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers and while Lamar is the centerfold for the record, much of the LP comes off as sacrificial.
The track “Mr. Morale” is the crucifixion of Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers. Where Lamar is not only his most bombastic on the piece, but the production from Pharrell Williams is simply amazing. Everything that is overwhelming, overpowering, and militant as if Lamar was leading this charge into his own demise.
“Mr. Morale” has Lamar attacking each verse, first describing, “Enoch your father’s just detoxed, my callin’ is right on time. Transformation, I must had a thousand lives and like three thousand wives. You should know that I’m slightly off fightin’ off demons that been outside better known as myself.”
As Lamar raises his voice and becomes this behemoth, he finished by shouting, “I’m a demigod, every thought is creative, sometimes I’m afraid of my open mind.” When the audience reaches verse two, Lamar addresses his other child here and takes little time to rest between each line.
He illustrates ”Uzzi, your father’s in deep meditation, my spirit’s awakened, my brain is asleep. I got a new temperature, sharpenin’ multiple swords in the faith I believe.” And it is at this point where Lamar brings quite possibly the most important line on Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers.
Lamar rhymes, “Past life regressions to know my conditions, it’s based off experience. Karma for karma, my habits insensitive. Watchin’ my cousin struggle with addiction then watchin’ her firstborn make a million. And both of them off the grid for forgiveness, I’m sacrificin’ myself to start the healin’.”
Perfectly tying up this near hour-and-a-half saga that took five years of waiting from fans, Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers cements the power in Lamar’s articulation and how he can conquer his biggest enemy: himself, through writing.
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Two years after the glory that was Ghetty Green, Memphis prodigy child Project Pat flashes gold smiles and pistols tucked with Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’. A combination of the phonk that Three 6 Mafia made to be iconic and a flare that few could match; Project Pat is on fire through the 20-track LP.
Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’ spans just barely over an hour and opens with the now instantly recognizable beat, “Chickenhead.” Project Pat doesn’t waste much time using DJ Paul and Juicy J production that features everything from rising stadium-style synths and chicken-style vocal “bawk-bawk”’s to fill the trunk-rattling instrumentation.
While almost comedic at first, “Chickenhead” has more of these moments that knock the neck and become more of a progression toward storytelling. While most know the meaning of Chickenhead from the Chappelle Show skit “I Know Black People,” Project Pat does a perfect description of his own.
He illustrates, “Bald head skally-wag, ain’t got no hair in the back. Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is messed up. Need to get bout a hustle mission, hit up on a loot run to beautician.” Later, Project Pat recruits La Chat to fill the chickenhead role and describes, “Yeah you like my outfit, don’t even fake deal. I thought you said you had your girl on the light bill.”
Project Pat then engages this conversation within the verse that plays out like a bickering couple. He responds, “Always in my face talkin’ this and that, girl I had to buy some rims for the Cadillac.”
La Chat responds, “You riding clean but ya gas tank is on E, be stepping out ain’t no decent shoes on ya feet.” The back-and-forth banter between Project Pat and La Chat creates this fantastic ideation and dissection of how Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’ can form a cross between creating even flows into each track with minimal signs of forced segue.
The transitions, skits, and layout of the record push the production and writing on the music to be a stunning standout, especially toward the latter half of Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’.
Each track that enters the frame becomes better than the last, “Cheese And Dope” bumps right into “Whole Lotta W**D,” giving “Don’t Save Her” this southern bounce and charm as “If You Ain’t From My Hood” can be this Memphis anthem.
Focusing on something that is a little bit closer to a sequel, “Break Da Law 2001” is a reconnection of Three 6 Mafia as a complete project on Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’. Like a phonk-headed Voltron, “Break Da Law 2001” features DJ Paul, Juicy J, Crunchy Black, and Lord Infamous.
With a hook that shouts, “Break da law, we ain’t playin’! Break da law, we ain’t playin’!” and verses ripping the track open like a rack of ribs; “Break Da Law 2001” can be nearly the identical midpoint for Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’.
Each verse that follows becomes a harder and harder illustration of affirmative destruction. DJ Paul starts the slaughter off and has one of the strongest opening lines that comes off as simple but effective. He illustrates, “We ain’t playing young nigga who the fuck I said we playin? We just ‘bout to kill yo’ ass and it’s already planned.”
Juicy J follows and uses a similar amount of search and destroy attitude when facing the audience. Behind the major chords on a busted piano as the backdrop, Juicy J describes, “I would let you hit this crown, but you bitches can’t behave. I would let you hit this fire but you bitches smokin’ safe.” He then goes on to add, “Better catch up with yo kind, ’cause you tip me from your grave when a nigga catch you slippin’ it’s that beam in yo face.”
Both Crunchy Black and Lord Infamous have a similar stance in their verses where they work together almost and segue without using the hook between them. Crunchy ends their verse describing, “You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool. I lock and fuckin’ load and let that motherfucker loose,” to where Lord Infamous picks up the pieces left by Crunchy Black.
He shouts, “I know this nigga who got punked out after every class, he was a bitch in school and now he tote a gun and a badge. Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad. Man fuck your vest, you still get laid to rest under the grass.”
Finally, the man of the hour Project Pat brings in the longest verse on “Break Da Law 2001” and sends off the listener to the ether. He describes, “you get stomped in yo mug, when I shoot, then I peel out. Right before that happen I’mma tear yo fuckin’ grill out. Beat you bitches down til you covered in your own blood. Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain’t no fuckin love.”
Pat’s verse here becomes this sadistic hellscape and embraces more of that aggressive, belligerent nature that Three 6 Mafia made to be an iconic trait. Truly one of the best tracks on the record is the formation on “Y’all Ni**az Ain’t No Killaz, Y’all Ni**az Some Hoes” where Project Pat controls the microphone like a harsh overlord.
Opening with manslaughter, Pat illustrates, “You can run but you can’t hide, I won’t let you slide. Step with gun, get your mind right or a homicide. Shall be done TKO style, thug life is wild.” The production which is what I can only imagine would spawn if Beethoven was given an MPC, the boom-bap of marching style snares works incredibly well over the sporadic violin strings.
The beauty of Project Pat on his solo projects especially is this mastery in verse structure and “Y’all Ni**az Ain’t No Killaz, Y’all Ni**az Some Hoes” is a diamond in this rough for weaving in the grimy top layer of lyrics and appearance but the production underneath is actually something that is both fantastical and provoking in movement.
The continuous theme for Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’ shows the choices of production that Project Pat works out. Over the 20 tracks, Mista Don’t Play: Everythangs Workin’ is a diamond display platform that turns the Memphis landscape into something similar to a gold rush for Project Pat.
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