I've found your summer jam album.
No need to thank me, really, because this CD is thanks enough. Lazarus by Travie McCoy. You need this CD. It's been on repeat since Monday.
I was bothered at first by the switch from Travis to Travie because it felt too intimate for someone I don't know, but it fits with the intimacy of this record. This is a rebirth, a true Lazarus moment, as McCoy starts a new musical and romantic portion of his life.
If you haven't heard "Billionaire" yet, you've been living under a rock, and "We'll Be Alright" rivals it for summer feel. "Need You" and "Superbad" and "Dr. Feelgood" feel like pages from a diary. "After Midnight" encourages everyone to embrace their inner freak and dance.
Sure, there are some moments of auto-tune that make me sad. I love Travie's voice and so hearing it auto-butchered on a couple of songs hurts, and I can't even listen to "The Manual" because of T-Pain's computerized nonsense.
But the rest of the album makes up for it. It feels good. the album has this awesome, upbeat vibe that makes you want to sing and sweat and breathe.
"Don't Pretend" is the only downer, a throwback to Katy Perry. He wrote "Cupid's Chokehold" about her, she wrote "Hot 'n Cold" about him. Now "Don't Pretend" ends their relationship, and it's painful. He sets up the rhyme for "whore" multiple times but never fills it, stutters in something else like he can't let the word leave his lips. This song is the most broken, his sigh into the mic at the end the finish to an otherwise up album. "Don't Pretend" announces the need for a rebirth that the rest of the album provides.
McCoy rhymes and sings with soul. There's so much emotion and feeling packed into the album that it hits you like a hazy summer day, presses over you and gets into every bit of your head and heart.
Just love it.