I finally got red headed step child excited for something today in music. I love music, I love all kinds of music, but music has been boring me lately. I’m ready for something different, and we finally have it.
We got this teaser taste of Azealia Banks when her single “212” came out, a fantastically filthy danceable to the nth degree track that I soaked up like baby oil the first time I heard it. I don’t profess I discovered it by any means and was actually shockingly late on the train for it, but repeated it like it was the only thing on my iPod/computer/in the world. So here we are for months now waiting for this seemingly breakout artist to come out with something else. Earlier this month online she released a fantastic track named “Jumanji“, and again I ate it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but FINALLY now we get something more concrete from her – some real getting to know her music. Only four tracks, but it’s something!
Azealia proves that Harlem is still in her in her new EP “1991”, named after the year she was born. She’s young, and proving that she has a long career ahead of her. All four tracks on 1991 blend seamlessly together. A track called “Liquorice” proves the hunch I had when I first heard “212”: Azealia Banks is making music that no one else is right now blending hiphop and rap with dance. This album has beat enough to spare, and nearly a throw back of what was coming out of New York twenty years ago, but still completely relevant to a generation hellbent on nostalgia.
This is raw, and coarse, and exactly what I was looking for from someone that I can now continue to look forward to seeing grow. This girl is a poet with attitude.
Azealia is not disappointing to those looking for something different to get your musical blood running. And good for her for trickling a little a time to us. It’s keeping me stoked for what she does next. Listen to the tracks from the album below.