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Electronica
Release Date: 09/18/2007
Lest we believe
Wiley settled with
Big Dada as a last resort, after leaving
XL and finding some dissatisfaction with the self-released route, the producer/MC opens
Playtime Is Over with
"50/50," in which he declares, over and over, that he has the best record deal, punctuating the track with "50...
bumbaclot 50!" He also big ups
Big Dada by name several times -- probably several times more than any other MC who has been on the label. Across the album, there is not much advancement production-wise, yet there is just enough contrast that it does not make like
Treddin' on More Thin Ice. The sounds are steelier and sharper, also lacking the cartoonish qualities of borderline-novelty tracks like
"Pies," "Wot Do U Call It?," and
"Goin' Mad." Beats that bob and dart hit just a little harder than before, heard most effectively on
"Flyboy," where percussive jolts sound like rubber balls ricocheting off walls of an oversized racquetball court. The extra force helps bear a set of verses that is packed with self-assertive bluster, and though you can tell the self-proclaimed "Godfather of Grime" still doesn't take himself
too seriously, it's good to hear him bulldoze through these tracks -- especially since he declared well before the album's release that it would be his last as an MC, citing age, fatherhood, and apathy, as well as the fractious relationships and physical threats he has had to endure throughout the years. The small clutch of relatively sensitive tracks, all of which are structurally solid, indicate that he has no problem branching out, and maybe he's even capable of doing an entire album of straight R&B (provided he avoids the vocal booth);
"Come Lay with Me" is 21st century
Loose Ends, glistening and swelling with romantic bliss, sounding nothing like a track made in a studio dubbed the Igloo. If he should fade into the background and never record his voice again, so be it -- he has never been technically adept and relies on character and the sound of his singular voice. Ceasing to make beats, however, would be some bad news.
~Andy Kellman, All Music Guide
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