…and within the first minute of this masterpiece record you’re introduced pretty comprehensively to Mr Brown’s modus operandi: he’s crude, he’s explicit, he’s in pain resulting from his own excess, he’s a little bit funny, he’s a horrifying train wreck, he’s absolutely captivating
‘Modus operandi’ is a Latin word literally meaning ‘the mode of the octopus’, as the ancient Romans believed the fact that the creature was able to manage with eight legs meant it must be an uncommonly focused animal
Not done one of those for a while, have I?
The Weeknd introduced us to the emotionally and psychological empty dark side of the supposed ‘high life’, but Mr Brown instead offers a dismal, depressing and yet still darkly comic portrayal of an ordinary guy destroyed by his ambition to ape his heroes’ lifestyle by consuming dangerous amounts of intoxicants and spending the leftover money on dispiriting trysts with prostitutes
With ‘Atrocity Exhibition’
Mr Brown proves himself one of the greatest songwriters to tackle drug dependency, marking him out as the hip hop equivalent to Alice in Chains or the Happy Mondays, though ‘I hold the line/You form a queue’ seems delightfully twee next to some of Brown’s confessions
Even without the lyrics, this would be one of the top 10 greatest albums of the year just on the basis of containing some of the most inventive, distinctive and trailblazing music of (cough) this year
Though, like, it does contain the lyrics… so that’s an utterly pointless thought exercise…
Length: 46 minutes
Perfection. ‘Rap Album in Manageable Length Shocker’
Number of AMAZING songs: 2 (+20)
…But Are All the Rest of the Songs Kinda Amazing Anyway?
Absolutely, aside from the two that got through there are literally millions of tracks here (not literally) that almost made it onto the Legit Bosses list