Never a sparse or stable moment, the album toys with our expectations as it deftly cuts back between the rougher MAFIA we met on Veteran to a softer, subdued version introduced to us on All My Heroes Are Cornballs.
hat weirdness is what makes Alex G who he is, and he’s never ashamed to let his goofiness shine. Luckily, this doesn’t detract from his music and its message. Instead, it adds accessibility, cutting the weight off some of the heavier tracks.
At times sophisticated and at others melancholic yet strangely childish, the album still sounds futuristic in the same way a Lamborghini Countach still looks futuristic. Both didn’t necessarily predict the predominant aesthetics of the future, but perhaps we just haven’t really caught up.
The two rap about similar things like running from the police and old flames, but hearing how differently each man attacks the same beat is nothing short of amazing. It’s like they’re two sides of the same coin.
After all, he pointed out, “We are literally the only ones that get to experience this.” The timing of this request couldn’t have been more perfect — “Time of Our Lives” is all about being present and enjoying every moment we have, and the crowd cheerfully swayed along to the music, seemingly content without their mobile distractions.