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Artist | Blood Orange
Title | Freetown Sound
Genre | R&B Format | Album
Source | CD Time | 58:30
Label | Domino Recording Co Store | 2016
Catalog | WIGCD369 Rip | 2019
Bitrate | 839 kbps Size | 371.26 MB
Freq | 44.1 kHz Encoder | FLAC 1.3.1
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01. By Ourselves 2:12
02. Augustine 3:51
03. Chance 2:48
04. Best To You 3:45
05. With Him 1:25
06. E V P 5:43
07. Love Ya 2:47
08. But You 3:01
09. Desiree 3:00
10. Hands Up 4:09
11. Hadron Collider 3:43
12. Squash Squash 3:37
13. Juicy 1-4 4:35
14. Better Than Me 3:16
15. Thank You 3:03
16. I Know 4:34
17. Better Numb 3:01
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After splitting with his band the Test Icicles and then recording as
Lightspeed Champion, singer/songwriter Devonte Hynes switched up
styles again and began making music under the pseudonym Blood
Orange. For Hynes, a cult favorite who also worked on the side as a
songwriter for some popular artists (including Florence & The
Machine, Theophilus London and Solange Knowles), and as a fashion
consultant for Jay-Z's Rocawear, Blood Orange seemed like his most
streamlined project, with R&B grooves and atmospheric chillwave
keyboards.
Hynes' genre-hopping career has been nothing if not an exploration
of identity. So if Hynes' time with "Test Icicles" represents early
teenage angst, and Lightspeed Champion is the melancholic
bewilderment of the early twenties, then surely Blood Orange is the
assured, almost full-blown, adult? Not quite. Although the quest for
personal discovery never truly ends, there comes a time when we stop
looking inward and begin to question our place in the wider picture,
fraught with injustice, prejudice, and peers who are just as lost.
The struggle with identity and its interaction with the world is
perfectly captured within the 17 tracks of "Freetown Sound"; often
confusing, with multiple overlapping thoughts, the album charts a
parallel course through Hynes' personal reflections on race and
gender, and his impetus to call out the obstacles shared by all
those who consider themselves outsiders. Hynes' reflection is
far-reaching, going all the way back to the capital of Sierra
Leone's complex history - where his father was born - for its
thematic roots. The complex tapestry is woven from the present,
though, "Augustine" being a fine example of this as Hynes discusses
his parents, his current situation, and the effect that Christianity
has had on all of their lives.
He quotes Saint Augustine, references Trayvon Martin, and even sings
in Krio toward the end; that's all achieved in less than five
minutes. Considering that the album clocks in at around an hour,
it's easy to imagine the overall density. There are so many ideas,
guest appearances, and samples that Hynes transcends the concept of
a personal record; "Freetown Sound" is the closest you'll get to
being Devonte Hynes' mind, body, and soul. Such a complex experience
makes the first listen challenging; the first half of the album
swims past in a woozy, yet harmonious, deluge of expressions,
thoughts, and feelings. Initially, latching onto something concrete
proves difficult, but around halfway the picture becomes a little
more focused.
"Hands Up" and "Hadron Collider" mark the change; the latter track,
with its standout guest vocal from Nelly Furtado, shines in
particular. There are so many collaborators here, but none really
stand out like Samantha Urbani or Skepta did on "Cupid Deluxe". They
instead seem to represent the circle of influence and influencers
present in Hynes' life; there's always been an argument that
identity is a reflection of the company you keep. The number of
guests present, whether with full vocals or just short clips, only
goes to show how far Hynes has expanded his sphere in the last three
years.
The record is so personal that the only one able to understand every
layer is Hynes himself. As a result "Freetown Sound" can come across
as weighty, indecipherable chaos to some. But for anyone who can
relate to him on some level, it's hard not to be in awe of a man as
complicated as Devonte Hynes being able to compose such an
insightful, personal experience.
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