At once clobbering and seamless, the tape quite literally runs away with our good sense, overpowering us in the best way.Īn emotive netting, the production continues melting and folding into itself.
Everything we wish to neither see nor feel cannot be lopped off everything unsightly is in view. Choice is siphoned off and replaced with a bed of harsh angles. To this end, Mac does not simply hold up a mirror with his production, he hucks us into a pit of shattered glass. As in, he challenges us to both endure the music, the rattling thoughts, and the shifty body high that comes with every listen. Mac Miller presents a challenge with this beat tape. Free of externalities and tangible distractions, Volume Two condemns us to a place where we must face our ingrown anxieties.
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