I’m excited to finally tell you about the beautiful music I’ve been listening to for the past week or so! The “Atychiphobia” album is a soundtrack to fulfill your majesty to and in this era of abundant anthems for shunning responsibility, Curtiss King’s decision to help create and defend a haven for the folk with a more timeless sense of existence is an example of the difference between a leader and a superstar.
Historically, music resonates with the human psyche, and Hip Hop is no exception. So being the guy who incites people’s emotions is just a cheap parlor trick without the grand finale of what you do with those emotions once you have them. It’s the bark sans bite. You’ve demanded our attention, taken away from our achievements, our life lessons and for what? To share wisdom? To offer encouragement? NO! You called us off of our jobs and away from our crafts to sell us some shit, to distort our knowledge of self, and to ultimately keep us enslaved.
I hear the difference in Curtiss’ lyrics, and I feel the difference in my spirit. Songs like “Loyal Mrs.” and “The Freshest” are examples of how music can provide a new perspective for a woman or a child to vibe to. If you hear that women are gold diggers/hoes/selfish/lazy/etc. all the time not only will it be easier to disrespect them, it will become the norm. Curtiss King’s musical acknowledgement of the loyal, supportive, and nurturing characteristics of women–whether it be his mother or his queen–provides an alternative to the bullshit we’re served up by the media, and sometimes by friends and family who love us but don’t know any better. And he takes the lesson a step further by explaining how a girlfriend/mother/friend playing their role gives him the ability to fullfill his own.
The dissertation given on the word Atychiphobia, which means a fear of failure, by Barely Broke Intellect’s Darron Ayers weaved throughout the album, was a reminder for me: that it’s impossible to succeed without making mistakes, thereby making failure nothing to fear. That idea is reinforced with tracks like “Hella Close” and “OhMyGod” that provide a defense for the attack against our right (and responsibility) to choose what success is for us. For me, “making it” consists of happiness and health over or in lieu of material shit, and this album reiterates that idea and strengthens my belief in it.
Curtiss King’s “Atychiphobia” is a challenge to recall that with the great benefits of music–the ability of it to make or break a party or get stuck in your head or change your mood–comes great responsibility, but to only acknowledge that side of the record is to miss the entire point. There is showboating on this record, there is a challenge that he’s the best Curtiss King out and for you to press your luck if you like. He grinds harder, he loves harder, he last longer and he came through with a pack of niggas just like him so don’t think that this is the man’s transition into Neo Soul. There’s plenty for this hip hop head to keep in heavy rotation so I’d suggest you enjoy the bars and beats on this record, and allow the lessons to two-step with your subconscious.
But I don’t know, you tell me if I’m right. The album drops on iTunes and in hard copy tomorrow, NOVEMBER 27TH so put your money on the real and let me know what YOU think!
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