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label:
black project team
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producers:
black project team productions
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| guests: andrea,
mista flex, eternia, kunckles of ronin and cher, heads
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website: lokreepaz.com
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| rating |
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| tracklisting |
| 1. Work It Out |
| 2. Vibinallnite |
| 3. 1 Life 2 Live feat.
Andrea and Mista Flex |
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4. Keep It Simple
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| 5. Reserve Your Place
feat. Mista Flex and Eternia |
| 6. Ghosttown |
| 7. Da Force |
| 8. B.V.T's |
| 9. Do Sumtin Wid U'r
Life |
| 10. Circle Of Death |
| 11. You Don't Know
How |
| 12. IM.A.GET.EM feat.
Heads First |
| 13. If I Ever Get
Outta Here feat. Kunckles of Ronin And Cher |
| 14. Hypnotic Daze |
| 15. Untitled |
| 16. Work
It Out (Remix) |
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| A-519
Special Edition |
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A genuinely nice album.
Hip hop. Interesting beats, and lyrics that don't talk
about the same thing over and over again. As said: a
genuinely nice album. And 'nice' not being used here
as a word only used, because the reviewer lacks a better
word. Nice as in: 'I enjoy to play this'. Aight? The
Lo Kreepaz rep London and Ontario, Canada, and they
consist of Brooke, Striknine, Pablo, C-Guta, and Concrete
and their "A-519 Special Edition" is just one of those
nice surprises one can get, when one is not focusing
on 'my hood music', or 'affiliated art' or 'recycled
rap'. Man, and we almost missed them, huh? Damn. But
we didn't, and so we can check the album out. Did I
mention that it's nice?
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The album starts with
"Work It Out", that
makes it easy for us to embrace them. Not only can we
relate with the talked about topic (work, jobs, the
struggle to get money to provide for self and the hassle
and thoughts that come with it), but the smooth beat
is just the first of many dope compositions, while the
'hurrrr...aaarrrh' hook is a little annoying. "Vibinallnite"
combines a guitar with a flute like sound. But after
the first hook type, the beat switches to a hopeful
sounding something break, that sounds better than the
rest. The Lo Kreepaz smooth it out for Andrea to sing
an adaptation of Soul II Soul's classic "Back To Life"
on the chorus of "1 Life 2
Live". She does not pull it off like Caron
Wheeler did, but the reminiscing rhymes, with Mista
Flex dropping by for his contribution, balance the track
out again. The xylophone sounds of "Keep
It Simple" are then getting our heads in
manic bobbing motion. The track also hides some hand
pulled lawn mower sounds, as well as other goodies to
be discovered. The emcees in the mean time are keeping
the lyrics conscious, that have one of them up and down
movements of the head mutate into a approving nod.
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Mista Flex returns on
"Reserve Your Place"
and this time he brought Eternia with him. Again the
emcees are positive, on a 'I live right now to see a
greater day further' vibe, that in these days of ignorant
thugism glistens like the golden piece it is. While
"Ghosttown" isn't
necessarily weak, the beat sounds like something that
could have been on an down South album, that came out
on Wrap Records in the early 90s. Maybe it just sounds
unfinished or unmastered, though. Showing that they
are not all about 'watching the world and reporting',
"Da Force" is the
vehicle for them to kick some braggadocios rhymes. Unfortunately,
the beat can't live up to the venom. But on "B.V.T's",
the Black Project Team tickled another nice sound collage
outta their equipment. This track is again giving us
the Kreepaz on some battling tip and the synthesizer
sounds fortunately didn't take over the track.
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Proving that they can't
shut up, and actually have to give us some more of their
worthwhile thoughts, "Do Sumtin
Wid U'r Life", is following the bragging
detour. What's with that sudden Caribbean twang, remains
unexplained. The beat is on some party vibe though,
and maybe thinking of the Carnival, this came out as
it came out. Showing that some thought went into the
sequencing of this album, things don't suddenly break
down, but there's an intermediate following the jumping.
"Circle Of Death"
is not a bare rugged composition, but has some sparkling
sound effects, and a growling bass. On some science
fiction tip (although the intro says, this happened
1999), "You Don't Know How"
is then abducting us into a dark castle, where the emcees
are fighting wackness like vampire hunters. The album
smoothes out again on "IM.A.GET.EM",
a story telling rhyme exhibition, with a musical beat,
that adds another nice aspect to the album. This almost
melancholy track is followed by something able to cheer
us up. "If I Ever Get Outta
Here" seems to be the obligatory: 'if I ever
make it in this hip hop thing' track. This one here
is actually more on a "I landed on both feet with a
ton of ambition", and a 'will I ever make it in this
life an settle down happy, without constantly having
to be afraid to be?' level.
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The Lo Kreepaz did fall
prey to the female sex though, and emotions boiling
in their heart are expressed on "Hypnotic
Daze". The beat was adapted to the topic,
and so got enough bubble gum to be appealing to a wider
audience. Now hopefully "Untitled"
will never be heard. The Kreepaz couldn't afford the
lawsuit. It doesn't matter if they sampled either the
original (what was sampled on that huge hit) or the
huge smash. However, they took the strings, made famous
by The Verve on "Bitter Sweet Symphony" and rhymed over
it. And that Brit Pop tune undeniably was a monstrous
record, and fortunately the Kreepaz were able to capture
some of it's magic. Their drunken styled chorus singing
even has it's charm. What takes us to the last cut,
the remix of "Work It Out".
Completely switching the beat, it gets a new face, a
new feel, but does not lose any of it's appeal, and
suddenly that 'hurrrr...aaarrrh' hook is working better
too.
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See, this album is not
rugged. Not avant garde. Not really pop. It's not bouncy.
It's not brilliant. It's not wack. It's nice. This is
just giving us something that is separated from what
we usually are playing. It got it's own feel, and while
that feel can't be for everyone, it's not like it shouldn't
be listened to at all. It's a surprise. Something different,
without abandoning us. Something that's creeping onto
us. Something nice, damn it.
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| review: tadah
the byk |
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