Angelic Hoodrat: Supercut Review

April 16, 2021

By Stevenson Altidor

It's 2 of me, and truthfully/this duality the root of my genius/Angels is Hoodrats/pending' on the angle you look at

In a single line, all the introspection on the sacrifices he's made, the horror stories he turns into art, tied with the hope that when it's all over, he could find peace next to the sun. There's a sense of comfort hearing someone deeply accepting their flaws yet refusing to apologize for what they became; Nothing less than successful. That duality is what Kenny Mason attacked both conceptually and musically here on his follow-up album Angelic Hoodrat: Supercut.

While an extension on his debut album, Angelic Hoodrat, the supercut edition is not some revamp deluxe version. Gifting us twelve new records showing the rapid growth of a young man who takes all this in stride. The intro record "43" finds Kenny reflecting on his recent success and aligning it with his past. The wittiness is undeniable from the start. The writing is compact yet impactful, how effortless he bounces from one idea to the next without ever losing the audience. Layering his voice, making the song fill fuller. You could hear the rock influences. The guitar takes center stage from the start, setting the tone for a man returning to his home. 

If "43" was subtle with how it starts the engine, "Rih" is essentially a stimulant that pumps you up for the ride ahead. The 808's punches with the vigor of All Might, relentlessly interchanging from right to left in my speakers, forcing my head to just rock along with the blows. A rapid-fire flow, well-placed high hat, and a memorable hook affirm he is not scared of hell because he is already there. The energy is infectious from start to finish and one of the standouts of the project.

And son, as you become overzealous with adrenaline, "A+" comes in as a well-placed benched at an amusement park after a ride in the Ring Of Fire. Much needed time to sit down and enjoy the variety that's offered. Bouncy in its form, Kenny fits right in, just gliding on a surface not meant to be transported as such. Lines like these hit that mark: "Some nigga just passed away/shit seems like an average."

How can a beat so bright be so dark underneath? Delivered nonchalantly yet with purpose, it doesn't stop the fun, however. Denzel Curry makes an appearance with his bubbling personality, making him a perfect fit for the song. My favorite off the album.

While both Fasho and Much Money featuring the consistently underappreciated Freddie Gibbs are good rap records, an unexpected detour arrives on "Play Ball." Kenny has not shied away from how rock has influenced his style, and truth to be told, something is fulling about hearing live instruments be used as the base for the record. The hook and the instrumentation fell flat and drag down the song. It gets repetitive quickly, overshadowing the heavy subject matter it explores. It does grow on you the more you listen. The instrumentation is at best when it plays its subtlety in the background member, providing Kenny momentum. Just as jarring, "Pup" returns to the album normalcy. Drum-heavy song, implementing elements of rock just enough to give the album its extra kick.

Kenny utilizes a muffled effect on his voice in the first half of "Titan." He is accompanied by a guitar that screeches as it wants to be heard. The rest of the production joins suits. His voice is modified to sound like a recorded phone call, praying for the light to reach his face. The persistence of his pain is overwhelming, making it difficult to be proud of anything. It's pretty relatable to us all, especially over the past year. 

"Breath" is the tone change that leads to the end of the album. If the first half allured us with its gloomy sounds, the final three tracks are the light on the funnel end road. "Partments" and "4ever" each tell a story of what little he has but cherishing those around him. They won't hold him from wanting more, and they can't. It's his destiny to be great, preordain to be one of the best artists to come out of Atlanta. But it was given. 

The album ends with "Strom," a witty closer to a trip that doesn't feel like it's over. The piano keys are addicting, and the drums are snappy and disciplined, with the confidence to stand alone as if it's an HBCU band. Behind the wittiness of the bars is a rapper who understands what runs the world, cash. 

"But I can't battle with blue badges/rather get blue stacks/Money gon' do things you can't do with a strap."

Believing that if he gets out of the trap, he could become something more But is the belief itself a trap? He never says, but in what the album says a lot, there isn't a call of action. It's impressive how clever and abstract his writing is. It doesn't click immediately. The lyrics are thought-provoking, taking more than a day to completely unlock its meaning. But once you do, it opens up a world of theories of why we are who we are. Why do we carry our past with us everywhere? How one group of people see a side that others don't know even exists. Angelic Hoodrat: Supercut is a remarkable extension to the original. There are no radio-friendly songs like "Hit," but the growth of an artist who honed his craft in just less than a year. The ceiling is limitless for Kenny Mason and us fans can't wait to hear the next project.

Listen to the album below and enjoy.