There are few emerging artists more polarizing than Travis Scott. After releasing a solid buzz-building free studio album, Days Before Rodeo, last year, Scott follows it up with his long-awaited major debut, Rodeo, a master class in the pyramid scheming of rap industry politics.
There are few emerging artists more polarizing than Travis Scott, he of the dual deals (Grand Hustle as a rapper and G.O.O.D. Music as a producer) and the punk rock antics, a Kanye West progeny who is continuously changing shape. One minute he’s Kid Cudi, the next he’s Young Thug. The rager has made a living parlaying aesthetics into musical capital, but there’s value in his ability to repackage styles and sounds into something that requires little to no unpacking. After releasing a solid buzz-building free studio album, Days Before Rodeo, last year, Scott follows it up with his long-awaited major debut, Rodeo, a master class in the pyramid scheming of rap industry politics.
Travis Scott studied carefully at the Kanye West School of Maximalism, where sounds are expensive and songs are sumptuous with rich, interlocking details and meticulously selected guests. Pokemon emerald 2 gba. Since releasing his debut EP, Owl Pharaoh, in 2013 (and perhaps even before) he’s been honing a sixth sense for emphasizing gravitas. His greatest trick is making songs feel big and important. But Scott has cobbled together a composite identity to compensate for lacking his own. He’s quickly earned a rep as a shameless biter, an aesthetic bender with no regard for ownership or authorship—a claim given credence by Rodeo’s second single, the Swae Lee-imitating 'Antidote'.
This has become the enduring criticism of Scott’s work so far: That he’s a skilled impersonator posing as a creative, a mime playing puppetmaster. (There are at least three alleged reports of creative theft, which led to this takedown in Deadspin.) But this narrative overshadows the more glaring holes in his music. Travis Scott isn’t good at rapping—he often bawls out clunky phrases that dawdle into banality ('Always hit the gas like I broke wind')—and his self-proclaimed status as an auteur isn’t dictated by his own talent, but by the talent of those surrounding him. 'Who do I owe? Nigga, no one,' he boasts on opener 'Pornography', when he’s actually deeply indebted to those in or adjacent to the Kanye Think Tank and the others he’s wrangled based on that affiliation.
One thing Scott does very well is squirm through openings onto bigger platforms, which is a talent in and of itself. He is one of rap’s premier young capitalists, an opportunist deft in the use of social currency, turning a friendship with Illroots creator Mike Waxx into a relationship with T.I. and finagling a meeting with Kanye West out of networking with his engineer, Anthony Kilhoffer. The strength of his catalog is almost exclusively dependent on the strength of his connections.
Rodeo is the culmination of Travis Scott’s amassed networking efforts. The credits are a Who’s Who of the big names in rap and its neighboring genres: Narrated by T.I., it tells a nebulous tale of Scott’s meteoric rise and the perils of fame. The lush and often gorgeous production comes courtesy of current league leaders in rap hit-making Metro Boomin, Sonny Digital, and Zaytoven, with add-ons and attachments from a host of heavy hitters like Mike Dean, DJ Dahi, Hit-Boy, Wondagurl, Southside, FKi, and TM88. There’s standout work from Frank Dukes and Allen Ritter. Sometimes, like on 'Oh My Dis Side' or '90210', beats jack-knife in two, revealing stunningly posh second acts. Sometimes, like on the nearly eight minute epic '3500', they have shimmering piano outros. The Pharrell-produced 'Flying High' fastens a surging, slow-rolling coda onto a wailing beat. The sound is a kind of big-budget alt-trap with lots of accents and gloss, like if Future’s Dirty Sprite 2 was executive produced by 2010 Kanye, and it often pays big dividends.
Many of those dividends, though, feel as though they arrive in spite of Scott. He’s easily outmaneuvered by charismatic rappers of note Juicy J, Quavo, and 2 Chainz ('Crib bigger than your imagination'). Pop singers the Weeknd and Justin Bieber both steal the show with singsong rap-like verses on their respective features. Even Chief Keef and Toro Y Moi make their presences heavily felt, upstaging the Houston rapper in the process. Travis Scott’s verses are often without substance and chock full of choppy cadences, and songs without guests, especially 'I Can Tell', are undone by the monotony.
To be fair, Scott isn’t without his merits. He is most effective when he harshly distorts his vocals to create texture, and in the company of others he can serve as a welcome change of pace. He has an ear for programming. But Rodeo’s best songs—'Maria I’m Drunk' and 'Nightcrawler'—mostly succeed because they overcome his contributions. He's still a middling talent, and comes across as rebellious youngster that’s been given the keys to dad’s Porsche and simply asked not to wreck it.Back to homeTravis Scott / Rodeo (Deluxe Edition)Жанр: Hip-Hop/Rap
Год издания: September 4, 2015
Издатель (лейбл): Epic Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment
Страна исполнителя (группы): USA
Продюсеры: Travis Scott, Kanye West, WondaGurl, Eestbound, Apex Martin, DJ Dahi, Metro Boomin, 1500 or Nothin', Mike Dean, Allen Ritter, Sonny Digital, Terrace Martin, TM88, Zaytoven, Pharrell Williams, Million $ Mano, Young Noah, Frank Dukes, FKi, Southside
Аудиокодек: FLAC (*.flac)
Тип рипа: tracks
Битрейт аудио: lossless
Источник (релизер): What.cd
Наличие сканов в содержимом раздачи: нетТреклист:
[3:51] 01 Pornography
[5:51] 02 Oh My Dis Side (feat. Quavo)
[7:41] 03 3500 (feat. Future & 2 Chainz)
[3:55] 04 Wasted (feat. Juicy J)
[5:39] 05 90210
[5:07] 06 Pray 4 Love (feat. The Weeknd)
[5:21] 07 Nightcrawler (feat. Swae Lee & Chief Keef)
[2:46] 08 Piss On Your Grave (feat. Kanye West)
[4:22] 09 Antidote
[4:02] 10 Impossible
[5:49] 11 Maria I’m Drunk (feat. Justin Bieber & Young Thug)
[3:28] 12 Flying High (feat. Toro y Moi)
[3:55] 13 I Can Tell
[3:39] 14 Apple Pie
[6:57] 15 Ok Alright (feat. ScHoolboy Q)
[2:56] 16 Never Catch Me