Now normally, I would dissect an album the way someone would list off ingredients for a recipe. “It’s a mix of this and this, with a little bit of that in the one song.” If I saw fit, I would pull out a lyric or two that I liked to kind of show you what you would be in for when listening to these words being sung. But since this is far from a normal album, this is going to be far from a normal album review.
And I also hate to throw out clichés like “This is the album of the year right here”, even though I already named the best hip hop album of the year, but this is one of the single best pieces of music I have heard: ever. We’re about halfway through the year here and I just don’t see any album that can top this, not only this year but in years to come. For me, as a reviewer of music, it’s a somewhat somber feeling because now I am constantly listening to new albums and thinking in the back of my mind, “It’s good, but it’s not “Arrows” good”.
The more times that I listened to “Arrows”, the more I liked it, although I did enjoy it from the start. You just can hear different things, little intricacies, on the third or fourth listen that you couldn’t hear on the first or second. But what I heard even more so on the additional listens was that despite the fact that sometimes songs can have a dance beat or just an all around upbeat feel to them, this is in actuality a rather sad album.