The Curious Case of the Chain-Less 3 Migos
By Deen
Max Bell had a turkey sandwich and strawberries for lunch. You cannot compare Migos to The Beatles. The music, decades, and locales are as distant as they are dissimilar. Yet people on Twitter continue to claim the brothers bando are better than Liverpool’s biggest band pre Frankie Goes to Hollywood and Flock of Seagulls. Some are probably being facetious; […]
Travis Scott’s Discomfort September 18, 2014
When Brad Beatson dies, bury him with velour on Listening to Travi$ Scott is frustrating. He isn’t a great rapper like Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan, or Migos—all of whom shine on Days Before Rodeo—but a stylist whose music sounds better in album format. Most of his songs are as scattershot as a random 5-minute sample from my average […]
Bonus points afforded to “New Atlanta” for the forcible conscription of Jermaine “Funkdafied” Dupri from whatever gold-plated bunker he’s been hiding in. Points subtracted for avoiding updating the “Welcome to Atlanta” list of popping clubs on any given night. There are people still going to Stroker’s on Lean on Wednesday nights and walking away wildly […]
Harold Stallworth is signed to Biv 10 Records. With the exception of Wu-Tang Clan’s world-igniting double disc and the Rhythm Blunt Cru’s wayward Dirty 30 LP, I’m of the opinion that no rap album warrants more than two dozen tracks. So it should go without saying that Migos’ impromptu release, No Label 2, weighing in at […]
Harold Stallworth would rather be rich than famous. As much as I enjoyed contributing to several 2013 year-end lists, blurb-season admittedly took a massive toll on my desire to write about music. But after a two-week hiatus, I’m ready to make up for lost time. Here’s a few notable rap songs I neglected to share […]
Migos — No Pad, No Pencil November 25, 2013
Harold Stallworth freelances with his father’s features. It’s hard to fathom an existence without album intros. Imagine Stillmatic stripped of its triumphant preamble, The Chronic deprived of Snoop’s homoerotic taunts, or Fishscale launching directly into “Shakey Dog” before Ghostface has the chance to toil over Wu-Tang Clan’s fall from commercial grace. The lost intro from […]
  Harold Stallworth is dating Kitana. In the days before CD-R technology, retail albums were unalterable works of art, ironclad in their vision or lack thereof. For better or worse, tracklistings now serve as little more than reference points for neurotic fans masquerading as seasoned A&Rs. Migos, Atlanta’s latest brand of hip-hop antichrist, orchestrated an […]