Title: Wack album
Product review: I thought this cd was garbage...it's cliche' and the chick who does the rapping is monotonous and boring. She reminds me of those people who are always referring to "African kings and queens" same 'ol same 'ol at the poetry readings I used to go to around Philly (not everyone, of course). I like British soul (i.e. Omar) and was hoping for better vocals (i.e. Ledisi) and better lyrics (i.e. Meshell or Lauryn), but was bitterly disappointed by this album. Once you have evolved past just blindly and immediately knee-jerk responding to all things "Neo-Soul" and begin to look for quality, the transparency of stuff like this becomes apparent. I can't taste the juice in this watery, pulpy mess. The only redeming quality to this cd was that it was a gift. Too bad...my wife could've saved her money.
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