Here we have a nice album birthed from the collective efforts of wacky rapper Jack Topht, crafty producer Chauncey Tails, and RADARADA’s wonderful Little Cake. The cover photo is a scene that every Buffalonian can familiarize with all too well. It’s a shot from the front of a car, driving down a snowy ass road under an overcast sky that could potentially cause many ‘new true depressions.’ However, the music behind it provides accurate guidelines for having a damn good time during this cold unforgiving season. Get some beers, get some pizza, play this album, and wile out.
Jack Topht is forever earnest, rapping lyrics that can be silly and childish as well as gut busting and inappropriate. He can spit stream-of-thought cut-up ridiculousness that cover topics from Scientology to taking oiled up shirtless pictures of himself to post online. Little Cake’s soft and playful singing style is key to the innocent-not-so-innocent vibe of the thing. Her voice gives the music a sort of sing-song nursery rhyme feel amidst the randomness and sex jokes. Chauncey Tails really shines here, tearing shit up and reconstructing it in mesmerizing ways. He’s a sonic craftsman, laying down multi-textured sounds that glisten. See the up-and-coming master in action when he DJs at our upcoming 4th birthday party.
Particularly enjoyable is a song that really made me hungry called "pizza grrrrrrl." It seems to be about a date over pizza, or at least a boy and a girl really diggin’ pizza together. Things get bad though. Don’t do pizza with another dude if you’re a devoted pizza girl or pizza boy.
They keeps things real thoughtful and stuff by musing on the absurdities of InstaGram in brad grils of instagram ("H8er B8"). The beat is funky and sparkling as Jack lampoons the act of liking and sharing personal pictures with complete strangers, “you’re checkin’ people’s pics/don’t even know they is.”
Dissecting this album in a review feels as ridiculous as reading an in-depth review of a Big Mac from a gourmet food connoisseur (incidentally, a McDonald’s sign is featured on the album’s cover.) I say this mainly because the musical treats that jump around in this beast don’t need to be explained, just enjoyed and blasted from a car stereo. Or the stereo in your room. Or your friend’s stereo. Or your mom’s.
Or if you you want to party real hard, you can probably hear these crazy tunes live on Jack Topht’s LIL RAP TOUR.
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