What happens when hip-hop remembers that the microphone is supposed to mean something?
There’s a reason boom bap refuses to stay buried. When the drums hit with that unmistakable knock and the rhymes put words ahead of window dressing, the appeal isn’t nostalgia for nostalgia’s sake.
It’s the feeling that somebody still has something to say. In a landscape where rap can move at the speed of a viral clip, there’s a certain beauty in an artist taking the long way around.
