Audio By Carbonatix
recently pointed out Pitchfork Media’s pretty unforgiving review of Trilla. Yes, that’s a decimal point — on Pitchfork’s sort of infamous 10-point scale, I’ve never understood how reviewers arrive at the exact number. Why is it a 2.4, and not a 2.6 or a 2.3? Is there some secret, finely calibrated scoring scale? Inquiring minds want to know.
Also, I’m 95% sure that most serious Rick Ross fans don’t care what Pitchfork has to say, or are unaware of its existence…. Still, some quotes from the review:
–The second album from the Miami rapper whose sole strength as an MC is that he may or may not have touched a kilo of soft a few times in his life. Ross’s attempts at self-definition– “This Me”, “Here I Am”, “The Boss”– are as calculated and chilly as his odes to consumption are revealingly spirited (“Maybach Music”, “Billionaire”, “Luxury Tax”– in that sequence, no less)
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Zing! That may be too many multisyllabic words for a Ross review. But still, ouch. — Arielle Castillo
