Remember hasHBrown's Relationsh*t?
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Relationsh*t is hasHBrown's third tape. It is, in no unclear terms, the best, most complete musical project he has ever made. There are several reasons why, but these are the two most important ones:
The spine of Relationsh*t is its "Let's Talk About Love, But Not In An Overly Lovey Way" angle. The natural setting for that sort of thing is earnest soul music, which is the same place that Hash exists naturally.
You can't overstate how significant that is. In theory, it's the same reason that everyone went yo-yo for Kanye's My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy and Big Boi's Sir Lucious Left Foot; the album and the artist were paired up perfectly.
As overt as Relationsh*t is, it also functions as a parable, with the moral essentially being that love is difficult and tricky and occasionally shitty but almost always worth the effort. This is usually tough footing for younger artists, who tend to come off as annoying when they try to do anything that would imply that they think they're smarter than you are. But be it because he's tall or because his voice is a comfortable baritone or because he takes himself very seriously, Hash, young as technically he is, is capable of delivering a message without being preachy or enfeebling.
What this means: There are still parts of Hash's lyricism that are predictable --when he mentions how a girl can clean up your flaws, you're certain he's going to follow it up with something about washing your draws (he does)-- but for the first time in Hash's career, all of the important moving parts of the machine are in sync, and he sounds like an absolute dynamo. Be excited for this tape.
Projected Y'allmustaforgotability: 97 percent
There will be about 38 people who honestly listen to Relationsh*t. Thirty-three of those people will know Hash personally. Frustration, frustration, frustration.