Young Thug: BEAUTIFUL THUGGER GIRLS (2017) – Album Review

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So this is what happens when you cross gangsta rap with the singer-songwriter genre… As you might expect, certain songs here are bewildering (in a good way), like for instance ‘Me or Us’, which sounds for all the world like a Paul Simon co-write with its innocent acoustic strumming, or ‘For Y’all’, which has a horn chart adding mariachi flavouring for no reason at all except, y’know, good times.

I’ve long been aware that rap is the most adventurous genre of music in the game, so it was no surprise to hear that Young Thug had recorded a ‘singing album’ with country and melodic R&B touches – but it is a fair surprise to hear that it sounds this good. It shouldn’t be – Thug’s rapping has always had a sing-song cadence to it, partly thanks to autotuning but mainly due to a wacky variability in pitch and tone that he’s utilised to become one of the most distinctive voices in music. His larynx commands more sound effects than the latest Star Wars film: grunts, shrieks, yelps of delight, warbles, and ‘skrrt skrrt’s all emanate and mix together with a rhythmic unpredictability to make his vocal performances endlessly fascinating works of beauty. Hence this is a vocal album to trump most singer-songwriter’s recent efforts, even if classic trap beats and rumbling basslines serve as a constant reminder that this is still hip-hop.

Another reminder is the all-round thuggery of the words, full of dumb boasting such as ‘I’m the black Christian Grey, you know what I’m sayin’?/I got fifty shades of baes with me’. Oh dear… To be fair, Thug does manage to sneak in some cute shout-outs to his six children on ‘Daddy’s Birthday’, his fiancée on multiple occasions, and, er, the green stuff (with Snoop Dogg in tow, of course) on ‘Get High’. But then he goes and spoils it all by saying something stupid like ‘Let’s drink a pint of codeine/When she on syrup she a lil easy’, which sounds to me like rape. As an oh-so-middle-class non-G who abhors bullshit macho posturing in all its forms, and most especially when it involves forcing yourself on inebriated or unwilling women, I find moments such as this one very hard to take. And so should you. But it must be said that Thug’s music is still undeniable, and it would be hypocritical to try and pretend that I’m immune to its many charms.

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