Fakemink’s latest album, ‘The Boy Who Cried Terrified’, is a clueless exhibiipn of rap
Fakemink is surprisingly one of the most lauded UK rap artists right now. That is, if you sit outside of the rap and hip-hop world. Moreover, this style is more consistent with EDM and early Soundcloud music. Don’t get me wrong, there are gems in the latter subgenre that do occasionally make it, but it’s likely a 10% chance rather than a sure shot.
Despite a controversial public meltdown, he continues to ascend with notable support. His new mixtape, The Boy Who Cried Terrified, is a short but grating listen, and after months of promoising something, the result is not what we expected.
Review and Verdict
Blow The Speaker is a very tawdry work, and the same goes for Young Millionaire. The production offers a gaudy subset of basic, borderline amateur production, while the lyrics are equally subpar; without sugarcoating it, the result is banal. If a family member played you this music as their own, you’d likely raise an eyebrow or indulge them.
Dumb leans on the same audio aesthetic, with a vocal mix that is, frankly, irritatingly awful. Whether this trope is deliberate, he once again smashes it for impersonating an allegro version of D4nny’s ‘Goodbye’.
Mr Chow is more of the same. Any hopes of improvement appear abandoned; instead of an upward trajectory, Fakemink excels in elaborate ways to misuse his equipment. The same goes for the subsequent track, The Mercer.
The last two tracks, Milk & Honey and FML, confirm just how uninspired the entire experience of The Boy Who Cried Terrified is. There’s little to gain from adding this to any playlist.
The vocals are shoddily mixed, the bass is beginner at best, and it’s an insult to call this an album, with seven tracks clocking in at a mere 15 minutes. There’s nothing more to say: it’s another parody of rap music. It’s rusty, lacklustre, and so rushed, it feels like someone pushed it through for the sake of it. Drake may have cosigned him, but he’s been a lone wolf, clearly in need of allies. Take his opinion with a pinch of salt, because this is just hard to take seriously. Fakemink claimed he’s the best rapper alive, and that is a deluded take, soaking in confirmation bias.
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