TRY HARDZ: Midget Made Giant: CD

Jun 13, 2014

Sprawling, unfocused jam band hip-hop that feels like it could only come from a liberal arts college in a medium-sized town. A friend of mine recently trademarked the phrase The Right Kind of Weird. Try Hardz would be The Wrong Kind of Weird. Or, I don’t know, it’s like they’ve created a subgenre that’s literally just hyphens. They put every type of music together—folk, funk, rap, jazz, outré electronics, you name it. I could say it’s in the same vein as cLOUDDEAD/Why?/Anticon stuff, but that’s being very generous. The ambition’s there, the experimental sensibilities are there, the weed is there. But the songs are often incoherent, the production is demo-quality, and the rhymes are objectively terrible. I kept thinking of a Mark Ronson/Kanye West interview I read years ago where one of them said something to the effect of, “When they say there’s ‘something for everyone,’ it means there’s nothing for anyone.” 

 –Matt Werts (Fauxtown)