What on earth was that supposed to be? I had hopes, not even high ones but this album is awful. Devoid of all emotion, the (songs!?) on this album left me feeling like I was stuck in an endless abyss of emptiness. The vocals and (music!?) was timid and scared. Were they high in the studio at the time.
The mumble rap equivalent of R&B this is what happens when yes men and women tell you that you are special, original and free. Sadly all this tells me is that big sis (or mum if conspiracy theorists have their say) is the more talented sibling.
Solange. If you would have packed half of the passion and punch into your album as you did in elevators this might have been an average at best offering. Instead the only reason this has got a star was so that I could save this review.
Solange has got the funk. No, really, she really has it cos there’s something about this music that speaks directly to your hips and makes you want to get daaooown. So yeah, the groove is important, especially for the airy, ethereal spell Solange weaves, like a barely-there Stevie Wonder, flitting and flirting out of the most gorgeous of melodies.
solange said during the launching of this album listening party that on her first album (seat at the table) she had alot to say and in this one she had a lot to feel. this album is more of a soundtrack to a movie than an actual album just for song. and I was right on thinking so because she did actually release a short film (when I get home).
This beautiful masterpiece is an album to put you in a vibe and let you make your own way without telling you how to get there.