So, I won’t lie, son. Real talk, I had two distinct and conflicting feelings while listening to Ella Mai‘s self-titled debut album. On one hand, the production and overall sonic quality is high on this record, son. On the other hand, I’m too grown for some of her subject matter, man. But, that ain’t even her fault, fam. I mean, she’s 23 years old, bruh. I was doing PLENTY of fuckity-fuck shit at that age, folks. In any case, the moral of the story is, I bangs with Ella Mai’s album, people.
Now, where to start, son. Ok, I must say that the production on this album is awesome, man. On the real, I’ve got to give props to DJ Mustard, fam. He did a damn good job curating this project, bruh. Instead of just relying on himself, he brought in other producers like Bryan-Michael Cox, Harmony Samuels and Nana Rogues to keep the vibe going. Sonically speaking, the music is an updated take on good 90s R&B, people. All in all, we can never go wrong with dope chords & dope harmonies, brethren.
Moving on, my only gripe with the album is not really a gripe at all. Frankly, the subject matter is young as fuck, son. However, like I’ve said before, Ella Mai is young as fuck, man. So, it makes sense that she would make a song like “Good Bad.” All I know is, I’m way too grown to deal with a chick who unapologetically has a bad attitude. Nah, baby girl, take that fuckery somewhere else. All I know is, LC ain’t got time to put up with senseless brattiness.
In the end, I recommend the album, fam. Ultimately, I appreciate anyone trying to make a good R&B record in 2018. Hell, despite being a rapper myself, I’m not the biggest fan of R&B being completely consumed by Hip-Hop. By and by, I want singers to sing, bruh. At the end of the day, there’s still room for that, son. That is all. LC out.