Kid Cudi – All Of Man On The Moon II: The Legend of Mr. Rager
I knew this guy was sniffing too much yay when I heard the first couple tracks on this album. Most aren't comprised of singing, crooning, harmonizing or any other term akin to making pleasurable sounds. It doesn’t even sound like he’s trying. “Don’t Play This Song”? I agree. “Wild’n Cuz I’m Young” (not to mention pompous and high off Ye’s Stash) may be up some alleys, but besides the tinkling effervescence of “Marijuana,” these records sound like withdrawal on wax. If his first album was for the lonely stoner, his sophomore effort was for the strung-out creepy dude. And if you were eyeing him during the verses, you’re sprinting away when he sings the choruses.