In @nzmusicmonth I’m spinning a 💿 per day of #NZMusic.
Or, in this case, *two* CDs.
Home Brew’s self-titled album is... ambitious. 21 tracks, split between two disks. I prefer the second. That one errs on the side of personal, emotional and feels more truthful. The first disc’s songs are what captured the wider public’s imagination
The record was the first NZ hip hop since Scribe to go to #1.
It won in the @nzmusicawards’ Best Urban/Hip Hop category. It’s helped launch careers, and firmly positioned NZ rap as something to contend with
All that overwhelmed me at the time of release, and I struggled to board the hype train. I’d initially blamed that for my reaction. But today’s listen convinced me it goes deeper than that for me. This record confuses me. It’s at once brutally honest, and then also seemingly playing to the cheap seats. Or maybe the cheap seats I think it’s playing to is all a wink-wink that’s really clever and it’s in fact playing to the expensive seats. In any case, I’m either not in on the joke, or I’m not street smart enough to understand what’s what. The record defies labels and stereotypes. Which is maybe the point. In any case, I feel like I’m watching a brilliant performance by great lyricists... but they’re virtuosos on a different level from me, and somewhere along the line - probably my fault given the reaction - I got too disconnected to continue
I will say that over 21 tracks there’s something for everyone here though. There’s certainly songs I like on here. NZ hip hop got a deserved shot in the arm with this record. Critics loved it, and they must be onto something, because the public bought it en masse too. Perhaps, like most double albums, the journey is the main experience, rather than individual stops along the way. It’s certainly a unique experience of NZ life that deserves to be heard. It’s just not a journey I’m going to repeat any time soon
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