Reviews
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Album Review: Buckshot – The Package: Brooklyn in Hand
Buckshot returns with a compact Duck Down statement that treats Brooklyn legacy as motion, not museum glass.
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Album Review: FATHERS – FATHERS: Beat Culture With Hands on the Instruments
Nate Smith, Kiefer, CARRTOONS, and Kenny Beats turn producer-brain jazz fusion into a loose, readable groove record.
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Album Review: M-Dot – A Notebook With No Light: Gumshoe Rap With Teeth
M-Dot builds a noir-leaning independent rap record around grit, vulnerability, and the stubborn craft of being overlooked.
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Album Review: Chuck Strangers – Glory of the King’s Hand: Weight in the Palm
Chuck Strangers turns a stacked producer bench into a grounded, restless underground rap record that still keeps his voice at the center.
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Album Review: Juicy J & Project Pat – Dem Goats: Memphis Muscle Memory
Project Pat and Juicy J stretch a long-overdue Memphis family reunion into a heavy, uneven, frequently fun survival manual.
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Album Review: Little Simz – Sugar Girl EP: A Flex Disguised As a Playground
There’s something quietly defiant about releasing an EP where you barely rap. For an MC who once promised a Pyramid Stage crowd they were “witnessing greatness” — and meant it — to step back from the thing everyone knows you for isn’t retreat. It’s the kind of move only available to someone who’s already proven…
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Album Review: Oddisee & Heno. – From Takoma With Love: Suburban Wisdom, Generations Apart
Two generations of DMV talent find common ground on a soulful album that turns neighborhood specifics into something universal.
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Album Review: Casual – Black Magic: Bar Heavy and Built for Battle
Casual still has one of the sharpest pens in the game, and Black Magic is a reminder that some veterans only get better with time.
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Review: 2Mex – L.A. Underground (Moonlight Grams Remix): Still Carrying the Torch
A remix that bridges generations of LA underground, proving the city’s low-end frequencies are still in good hands.
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Album Review: Black Milk – CEREMONIAL: A Bridge Between Two Decades
Black Milk polishes the grit without losing the Detroit in his drums, delivering the clearest picture yet of who he is as an artist.