Volume 1
label: neon flux

producers: n/a

year of release: 2001
 
You could argue, that for your straightest spitting to sound better, you need an unimpressive beat. Because the more exciting the beat, the less completely impressive can the lyrics be. Another theory thrown down your throat. However Neon Flux seem to offer arguments with this album. As at times they seem to offer good braggadocios rhyme, while the beat is mainly a metronome keeping the pace. With us degrading the beats, mainly due to our arch enemy running free on this album: cheesy keyboard beats. Man, we loathe 'em. That's why we really, really dig "Da Anthem" that does a dope sing song style, over a playful beat. Now this is a good introduction that gets us head first into he platter. But with "Automatic" this start up credit is lost again with fake strings and another keyboard sound making the beat. What in the way is tragic, because these cats sound comfortable behind the mic, giving extra venom to the rough poison they spit.

tracklisting
1. Da Anthem
2. Automatic
3. Two Strikes, Two Out
4. I Rok, U Rok
5. Rep Dat
6. No Doubt
7. End Of Dayz
8. Vibin'
9. Dates Ova
10. In/Out
11. We Three
12. What My Name Iz?
13. False Armor
14. Up Top
15. Chilla
16. Challenge!!!
17. No Winz
18. Rushmore
19. Homicidal Intent
20. Whateva Nigga
21. Apocalypse
And that's what they do: they brag, they boast, the spit, the kick, they threaten, they do that and little more. What however also shows their hunger, what is something we respect a lot. Nevertheless the lyrics are glued to these topics, thus mainly the beats are offering differences. What then on "Two Strikes, Two Outs" happens to be an instrument sounding like a fake piano. This is one of the several short songs, with this one finding the time to ask "cash pays the price, but can it save your life?" "I Rok, U Rok" continues the holier than thou' route, with Black Krow throwing fists. It takes "Rep Dat" to get us interested again, as here the sounds are of more electronic character, and they don't try to recreate a real instrument. That immediately makes the beat sound better and in this case here makes the emcees sound more dangerous, as they got the back up of a musical mob. Also good is the background crowd answering that "Da Anthem" did and that's repeated on "No Doubt". That works well for the cats, especially as on here they do a staggering flow, and let the mic circle quick amongst 'em. Hence this finally is living up to the title of the project, as this sounds like a true cipher.
Bundling up a couple of tracks, we note the female contribution to "End Of Dayz", bypass "Vibin'", "Dates Ova" and "In/Out", with in the last's case the beat again adding extra strength to the words, with the anger it possesses. Then we run past the very week "We Three", to slow down for "What My Name Iz?", where we dare to listen to the rhymes again, as the beat does not hurt us. There are ghostish sounds that are paired with words that stomp this cat's presence in our consciousness. Next is "False Armor" with choral like singing in the back. Here's to note that the rhymes stop the continuously throwing blazing spitballs at the competition, but they instead opt for Gods and Earth like rhetoric. The beat on "Up Top" is disgusting; hence we skip to the only slightly better "Chilla". By now our standards have been lowered though, at least that's how it seems, as we start to be okay with the style of this short interlude. Checking out "Challenge!!!" though, we are reminded how it could be done, as this beat is cool again, while the lyrics continue to do what they have been doing up to this point.
"No Winz" and "Rushmore" are both not too impressive outside of the context of this album, but as part of this album, better than the majority of the songs. We however struggle to find much to get excited about in the musical backing of "Homocidal Intent", "Whateva Nigga" and "Apocalypse". Lyrically, this is just bragging and boasting, stirred with a little threatening and all of it done in solid flows, okay mic presence, thus resulting in okay lyrics. And as that is not changed throughout the album. Thus it really is the beats that decide if the song rises above or remains to hover underneath the okay line. And many of the beats are thoroughly failing to be much of a benefit. But can the dry spitting be enough? What if you get an unimpressive beat (I mean, where are the dope samples fellers?), but also only halfway impressive lyrics, that still fail to make up for the musical weakness? Well…
review: tadah
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