Chris Daly cons comics and not the other way around.
It’s a bitch to live up to prophesy. Just ask Darth Vader. In his preordained role to reign supreme over nearly everyone, Knxwledge has demonstrated a propensity and proclivity towards Madlib-ian consistency (alliterations rule, bitch; look it up). Since the end of June alone, the Illadelphian producer has dropped five albums, three of which came out during a single week in September (no mo’ blow).
Quantity seldom is a match for quality, however, so is a deep dive into the man’s work worth the possible bends? Well, if you respect a crate digger’s crate digger, I’d say go for it. After delving in myself, I’ll admit it—I’m afraid of this man’s massive record collection. The beauty is that beast allows for some damn fine sampling.
Knxledge’s strengths lie in his ability to focus in on a theme and run with it. Hexual Sealings succeeds in establishing a late night, bedroom groove arguably best played behind closed doors with the freak of the week of the listener’s choosing. Old Klouds has an airy, ethereal feel to it, while Flowers honestly conveys a sense of new growth and rebirth. And oddest of all, Mango actually makes my wife’s mouth itch, and that’s downright impressive, as I find it hard to believe he knows that she’s allergic to fleshy stone fruits.
Knxledge is well on his way to becoming a go-to name in the world of beats. I just hope someone warns him to stay away from Natalie Portman and lava pits. I think we all know where that path leads.
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