| Year | Album | Artists | Stars | Score | Genre | ||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2023 | SCARING THE HOES | JPEGMAFIA, Danny Brown | ★★★★½ | 90 | Hip-Hop |
Scaring the Hoes is probably the most creative, experimental hip-hop album to come out over the past 10 years, and it makes sense given two of the most unique talents in hip-hop from the past decade joined forces to create it.
Nothing sounds quite like it, from its super sped up, hyperpop-esque samples and electronic elements, to the out of nowhere beat switches, the deep bass drops, the disorienting mixing that sometimes buries the vocals and the chaotic wordplay and delivery from Danny Brown and JPEGMAFIA.
At 37 minutes, only three of the 14 tracks are over three minutes long, but they each are bursting at the seams with production elements, noise and lyrical lines delivered seemingly at 2 or 3 times natural speed. The songs have the attention span of a 7 year old who just broke into a secret stash of Skittles, mixed with the frantic energy of a crackhead who’s about to crash down from a high if they can’t get their hands on more stuff.
Peggy is unhinged as a producer here, with the freedom to move wherever he wants from song to song and even within the same verse sometimes. He constantly layers these blaring synths that smack you over the head, overweight drum hits that rattle the inside of your ears, and his signature deep, rolling bass notes that you feel in your gut. Every single time that bass kicks in on this record is near perfection. The album’s music is all about catching you off guard, because you can’t anticipate some of the beat switches, or the delayed basslines, the off-tempo rhythms, syncopations and speedups.
Songs like “Kingdom Hearts” have so much going on: diced up heavenly, ethereal vocal samples; heavy, sinister walking basslines; distant rhythm guitar strumming that gallops in and out of sight like a unicorn through the fog; and sporadic tempo and time signature changes that transition between verses.
“Fentanyl Tester” uses a chopped up sample of Kelis’s “Milkshakes” throughout as percussion, with a gentle staccato synth melody that evolves into a buzzing, mechanical bass and drum line. “Burfict!” has a catchy, confident horn fanfare that sounds like a stadium tune, with drums and bass that would shake the bleachers.
“God Loves You” uses a tremendous interdenominational choir sample over and over again that becomes an earworm, while Danny Brown says some of the filthiest lyrics you’ll ever hear directly attached to biblical references.
JPEG sings a bit on “Jack Harlow Combo Meals,” which could abstractly be considered a jazz-rap song with a piano sample that could be called waiting room music played over these offbeat, clanking kitchen utensil drums.
Even when Danny Brown and JPEGMAFIA slow their flows down, there’s so much packed into their verses that it’s almost impossible to keep up or even hear their sometimes off-beat rhymes over the beautiful mess of sounds.
Danny Brown is great here throughout, but I want to focus more on Peggy. Always an encyclopedia of sports, wrestling, pop culture and political knowledge, on this record references are his language.
Here’s a list of just the direct references by JPEG on the album, ignoring the samples and interpolations scattered throughout the record, the unspecific callouts to things like dentist, pharmaceuticals, brands, NATO and locations, TV, movies and videogames, the song names that reference Vontaze Burfict, Jack Harlow and Run The Jewels, and any additional references by Danny (and there are several).
- Fuck Elon Musk
- Feel like Papa John (Insane)
- Laughin’ straight to the bank, Tony Khan
- Pussy gettin’ beat up like Gibbs
- Don’t fuck with niggas, like Hulk Hogan
- Rittenhouse with the shot
- Stretchin’ your girl, Iron Sheik
- Go from Elon to Ye in a week
- Kai, one twitch and banned
- Feelin’ free as speech, Colin Kaep
- Late night like Conan
- Dance like Gotenks
- Takin’ shots everyday like DeRozan
- Raekwon, stick to the cream
- Servin’ niggas like Paula Deen
- Hook shot, Kareem
- Get rocked like Chrisean
- Lost like Gilligan
- Got Jay for Bey
- ‘Bout thе money, Mr. Slate
- Put together like Danity Kane
- Take shots like Klay
- Singing like Bilal
- Gimme that Nancy,
- Gimme that Ruth,
- Gimme that Barbara, take out the tooth
- Feel like Trump
- Drippin’ like Rudy
- Cover they face, Mach-Hommy
- Gimme that Rogan
- Hit it like H-Town
- Frank Lucas, feeling blue
- Look like Olivia Munn
- Addicts attached like Tom Holland
- Faker than Andy Kaufman
- Shia LaBeouf in all these problems
- Smack your bitch up like Prodigy
- Smack my bitch ass to Prodigy
- Black AOC
- Made real fuckin’ Gs like Eazy-E
- Underground like a young Bun B
- Pyrex living like Digga D
- Black Marjorie Taylor Greene
- Deep throat sound like Reese
- Budd Dwyer before they do that
- Choppa, Kendrick-size
- Champ one time, Bisping
- Felonies like Ezra
- Hunter Biden, stay out my sink
- Feel like P!nk
- Form up like Danity Kane
- A pic with Ghislaine
- A feature with Drake
- Kyrie your car
- Ezra my name
- Won’t be like Mike
- Made beats with Tribe
- Singing like Aaron Hall
- shoulder leanin’ like Dro
- Wipe like Boosie
- Keep thinkin’ you Bruce Lee
- Put you on the screen like Christopher Nol’
- Goin’ out like The Crow
- Like AB give Gisele the whole ruler
- Keep one eye open like Slick Rick The Ruler
- On your bitch like Darby
- Tongue out likе KISS
- Choppa young as Matt Gaetz b-
That’s 68 I found on one listen through, and I’m sure that’s missing a few. If you consider the record is only 37 minutes long, and that Peggy only has 50% of the lines, plus another 20% of the record is probably just instrumentals, that’s four and a half shoutouts a minute, not including the other crazy shit he mentions. It’s an impressive amount of information to cram into such a concise package.
