As I referenced here, Murs was thisclose to moving beyond the scary thought of becoming hip hop’s Gilbert Arenas. . .if he could only sustain his growth as a person and eMcee,
Upon hundreds of listenings to each of his brilliant collaborations with 9th Wonder, 3:16 and amazing Murray’s Revenge, I thought that Murs was on the way to becoming the underground legend that he deserved to be once he matured. Well, I finally peeped his new ‘joint,’ Fornever, and was absolutely horrified.
Uninformed, poorly justified reviews such as The Onion A.V. club’s B+ grade will lead his frat-rap (see: his EPs with Slug) fans to run out and ‘cop’ the album and while Pitchfork’s 6.1 score was more fair, some of the review was actually glowing. Both are wrong, and misleading real heads, who were excited due to his recent bouts of maturation and growth as an eMCee.
In short, I pre-bought the record, which I never do; I was really excited. I been on a Murs kick to the (misguided) extent that I seriously thought that he & 9th were a potentially better duo than 9th & Phonte (best lyricist, 2000 – 2009, Little Brother front man) which is a scary good thought.
The album with Murs & 9th Murray’s Revenge is a 10-track, wonderful romp through all that is the soft.dilla influenced underground soul sound (for you kiddies, the bastardized version is what Kanye introduced to the big-time) but obviously with the underground sensibility.
Totally thought that this album was going to be the best of the best, but sadly to say I listened to it once – was in complete disbelief and Murs’s reversion to his ‘Rules the World’ era content (frat rap, i like to call it – about partying with ‘white chicks’ and making fun of other rappers, basically harmless but no real depth), as well as his slippage in flow and delivery. I should have known that featuring Kurupt on THREE tracks was a death knell, but i actually held out (false) hope that Kurupt would have a renaissance (hey – hes been on slum village and to even know enough to work with 9th and murs is a feather in the cap), but he is literally holyfieldesque past his prime in suckiness. Sorry about the lack of cogent ‘analysis,’ but I was actually too sad to get into depth lyrically because of his complete and utter collapse as an eMCee.
Here’s hoping that this album falls through the cracks of time and Murs recaptures his brilliance and positive career path. . .instead of pulling a gun and torpedoing his career. A bit too close to Arenas, my brother, step the game back up.