Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Review:
Abstract Tribe Unique
P.A.I.N.T.
***
A definite improvement over their debut. The move to the Battle Axe did wonders for A.T.U.'s production values. Unfortunately, P.A.I.N.T. suffers from the same Cali laidbackism that bogged Mood Pieces down. When he's awake, Abby Rude has a not unpleasant pseudo-intellectual Cali underground flow. When he represses the urge to sing his lines, he actually sounds like a real rapper. The beats avoid the flutey smoked out Pseudo-Tang mush of their first record. It has a familiar Battle Axey funk. With his Project Blowed credentials, Abstract Rude is by no means skillless. All in all, P.A.I.N.T. confirms A.T.U's the potential and room for growth heard on Mood Pieces. The good news is this leads one to believe that A.T.U. is capable of producing a really dope record. The bad news is this one ain't it. The most impressive track is the gang-bang Heavyweights Round 4 freestyle clusterfuck.
Abstract Tribe Unique
P.A.I.N.T.
***
A definite improvement over their debut. The move to the Battle Axe did wonders for A.T.U.'s production values. Unfortunately, P.A.I.N.T. suffers from the same Cali laidbackism that bogged Mood Pieces down. When he's awake, Abby Rude has a not unpleasant pseudo-intellectual Cali underground flow. When he represses the urge to sing his lines, he actually sounds like a real rapper. The beats avoid the flutey smoked out Pseudo-Tang mush of their first record. It has a familiar Battle Axey funk. With his Project Blowed credentials, Abstract Rude is by no means skillless. All in all, P.A.I.N.T. confirms A.T.U's the potential and room for growth heard on Mood Pieces. The good news is this leads one to believe that A.T.U. is capable of producing a really dope record. The bad news is this one ain't it. The most impressive track is the gang-bang Heavyweights Round 4 freestyle clusterfuck.
