Wednesday, June 11, 2008

ALBUM REVIEW: The Carter III


It's taken me a while to post a review because I was not motivated to do so. I heard this album and the only word to describe it was 'anticlimactic.' After all the hype all the mixtapes all the glory .....

All the notables and greats have classic album from Big, Nas, Jay, Tupac, to even 50 Although Wayne's been crowned by all living (and I suppose the dead are nodding in agreement) he has yet to fall in their company. His biggest mistake was thinking what worked for his mixtape would work for an album.

The beginning starts off nice with swag songs from '3peat,' to 'mr. carter' f/ jay, to 'a milli,' (my personal favorite). Then 'Get Money' with Tpain brought the calliber completely down. All right all ready.....despite great beats I'm getting sick of you saying you're the greatest...tell me why. He continuously throws out random 1,2punch lines that while clever, never strings together to make a cohesive song.

The exception came with the most notable "Dr. Carter" in which Wayne plays a hip hop Dr. Phill saving hip hop in different aspects with each verse. This is arguably the most creative/lyrical/well put together song from a hip hop artist I've heard in this decade....so far. It is brilliant. But songs like these came few and far between.

His collabos with rnb heavyweights also proved worthy. 'Tie My Hand' with Robin Thicke caught a bit more depth as Wayne touched on how he was affected by katrina which occurred in his hometown; while 'Comfortable' with Babyface about how a girl shouldn't get too comfortable in a relationship otherwise she'd get the axe, was mediocre.

Multiple productions from Kanye West and David Banner proves Banner to be the most underrated producer yet. Banner contributed to 'Phone Home' in which Wayne elaborates on his clever 'i'm a Martian' line; and "Lala' along with Busta Rhymes and Brisco...a less appealing track. The West produced songs are not worth discussing.

In all, there were moments of greatness but they were few and far between. Collectively it's a group of songs that can be played on the radio with a few exceptional true hip hop hits and a lot of the same talk he did on the mixtape route.

Dear Weezy:

A Biggy you are not;
A Pac you will never be;
A Jay you can always aspire to be;
A 50 your spine can't fathom being;
A Nas or Andre 3000 your vocabulary is too limited to be:

The album gets a B+.

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