Cadence Weapon, 'Afterparty Babies' (Anti-)

Conclusive proof that at least one music critic can actually rap.

An able MC who occasionally seems too indebted to indie hip-hop convention -- multiple clever allusions per verse; using 20 words when five will do; and the need to crowd in discordant, annoying sounds -- Canadian blogger/Pitchfork writer Rollie Pemberton might have a killer crossover album in him someday. There's time: He's only 21 and already sophisticated enough to paste lines about real heartbreak onto chunky, melodic beats ("True Story"), then turn around and be an equally passionate goofball ("Getting Dumb"). Leaning toward the latter could make him a star outside the backpack circuit.

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