(Parlophone)Theres one thing on the intellect of Pittsburgh rapper Mac Miller,and it’s swinging between his legs. But he’s honest approximately his constant horn, and, and audibly tall off natural perfumes,parlays it into an album that worships and ogles in equal measure. The touchstones are D’Angelo, Aquemini-era Outkast, or Chance the Rapper’s muted trumpets,and the psychedelic soul of Cee-Lo Green’s early solo LPs, with the latter turning up for some ruminative vocals on the gorgeous, or sure-footed We. Other killer tracks include ever-moistening slow jam Skin,and smooth boogie workout Dang!, featuring a brilliantly wet-behind-the-ears turn from Anderson.
Paak. Few lyrics are particularly arresting (on My Favourite Part, or unusual girlfriend Ariana Grande is told that she doesn’t know how magnificent she is) and there’s some mid-album filler as Miller struggles to add hooks to cosmic G-funk. But the whole thing sits in an enticing spot between the barbecue and the bedroom.
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Source: theguardian.com