Album review: Olamide – YBNL (YAHOO BOY NO LAPTOP)
Interestingly, Olamide did not forget the exact route that led him to the current stardom he is enjoying, following the same concept as his debut; Rapsodi on his sophomore album YBNL. In the features he’s had earlier this year, he displayed a diverse energy on songs with the introduction of drastic aggressiveness in his delivery. Despite the fact that he seems to be concentrated on the amount of cash flow and number of shows call-up he is earning, YBNL is a subtle pointer to the fact that he’s not really paying attention to what ought to be revitalising at this point in his career: His lyrical prowess.
The album kicks-off on a nice note with a nicely synchronised Wale’ Ambition on Money giving a lucid explanation of his daily routine as a hustler on the street which some what sounds like a skit, nevertheless it was enough to provide an apposite transmission to the laid back brag-infused fucking with the devil where he rapped with a Reminisce alter-ego.
Olamide continued with his alter-ego sampling this time around with a lively delivery. The various imageries he tried portraying on the Buckwylla assisted lights in the air were all elementary as they virtually seemed too be grandiose compared to it’s intended meaning. Buckwylla on the other hand had an energetic verse and hook, handling both with utmost dexterity giving it a pleasant reggae feel.
While he continued to tell stories on street love, owotabua picture, and the anthemic jale, they are all a variations on a theme, besides some guest on the YBNL maintained a guest status all through, while some others acted like they were the host. The likes of Davido and Tiwa Savage were really not at their best, Kay Switch brought life to the tape when everything seems to be monotonous bringing a dance hall vigour to Remember.
He outwitted himself on ewo idi were he chose to sing and rap, while a little production error on Fuji House which had Dammy Krane doing the same thing he did on Overdose’ I Like Your Way ruined what would have turned a very nice party rocker, though the combination of strings and other elements were all okay, but the ineffective bass line destabilized the song.
Teaming with controversial rapper, Reminisce and Baseone on industreet has him dragged into the protracted Reminisce-Vector on-going beef. He brought out the beast in himself as well as in the other two, but not without stepping on the toes of Vector.
Perchance the only thing that changed in him aftermath Rapsodi is the aggressiveness and a little compromise in his lyrics. Avid listeners probably might have noticed those changes as it added cohesion into a basically attenuated style he started with, even though he didn’t completely exploit it to the optimum despite having a lethal track arrangement.
“they call me five star general/hustler I’m martian/emi oun form diva/ shey mojo Kim Kardashian/gogbo show ti mo ti lo I killed ‘em with passion/” – “it is well I got back up plan/galagala/in the name of the father, son and of the holy spirit/omo oro legbe church/I pray to God that I make it to heaven for going through hell/ let my success shame the devil” –Jesu O Kola
Thots (tha wordsmith)