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Logic - Everybody // Album Review

Written by Harry Gonzalez-Mejia

Maryland rapper Logic returns with his third full length commercial LP. This time, his record is inspired by his contemporary Kendrick Lamar, as he attempts to tackle many topics across an hour and ten minute time span. His album is riddled with skits that try to piece together a story between an Adam persona and God. The entire project is ambitious within itself, as from afar it is extremely well meant in terms of Logic’s intent. However the lack of cohesion causes the album to feel extremely scattered and thin; certain lyrical moments on the record lack a stronger substance - perhaps the lyricist should have taken a bit more time with the pen when it came to remarks about race and equality. The moments in which Logic considers racial equality - for example on “Black Spiderman” - feel thinly based on the sole fact that the rapper decides to rap from distinct points of view on the song. By switching scopes, Logic does not use the track as a means to push for equality in an analytical way. The notions and sentiments that Logic expresses on the track are pushed by his desire for there to be love, equality, understanding and hope between people of different creeds and colors. This is not something to loathe or specifically criticize in a review, but something around the topic begs for a little more dissection.

Something that Logic will undoubtedly be criticized for is his lack of cohesion when placed in comparison with other rappers that have successfully released “conscious” albums that touch on race and equality, such as Lamar. However, when looking at Logic’s work as a sole piece of art that exists sans-To Pimp a Butterfly, the good nature of the album shines as something that will undoubtedly keep Logic popular, well-loved, and appreciated by his fans. However, this is, once again, not too say that his message is always well structured and well-layered. He sings, “I just wanna spread the message of equality,” on “Take It Back,” and then proceeds to describe his growing up in a racist household despite being biracial. Logic also explains how he grew up in a home filled with narcotics and how he went to school being told that he wouldn’t amount to anything because he was a “cracker” despite being biracial. One could say that this entire explanation would be more effective and enjoyable as a verse rather than a spoken word piece. He ends with the phrase “stop killing each other,” and it is something that would, once again, be more potent, more memorable, and more musically appealing if it were delivered in the manner of a verse.

The track “America” is one of the moments on the record in which everyone’s passions blaze through a steady, boom bap, bouncing bass instrumental in a captivating and fiery way. Most of the bars on this track are potent, focused, and prove to be some of the best lyrical moments of the entire record. Black Thoughts and Logic steal and hold the show, respectively, on this track and it is animpressive moment on the record. There is a moment on “Ink Blot” in which Juicy J appears and seems to be talking directly to fake individuals, fake rappers, and “trappers”; the guest rapper tells them all to “kill yourselves” and one could feel that this point on the record is extremely hypocritical to the entire message of the album (that of love, hope, and positivity). Anyone could think that a simple “fuck you” would have been sufficient to get the point across, but to directly tell somebody to kill themselves, no matter how foul or purposely ignorant and enraging they may be, is a very strong sentiment to be tossed around.

On the ninth track, “Waiting Room,” listeners are reminded that there is an entire skit and undercover story being told throughout the record. Neil DeGrasse Tyson plays the God character that explains how everybody is connected to each other, that all humans are interconnected and that every act of hatred is one done to one’s self, just as every act of love is one done to one’s self. It is a difficult concept to completely grasp, but the message comes relatively out of the blue after a set of eight tracks that jump from topics of personal growth to the current state of racial relations in USA to critiques of the music industry and social media. On “1-800-273-8255,” Logic and Alessia Cara come together in an extremely heart warming, melodically inspiring way to craft a song that deals with depression and the desire to complete suicide. The instrumental, from the softly arranged strings to the somber piano, as well as the vocals and content in the verses, all shine together.

This same sensation carries onto the next track, “Anziety,” a track that deals with the depression’s worrisome counterpart. However, this track concludes with a similar verse-less ending and Logic speaking about a personal experience that is powerful. Again, if this had been delivered in a verse rather than a personal anecdote, the song would have been much more memorable and honest. One could take this track as a personal speech, and many might not find the same issue. Logic’s honesty in regards to mental health is still something to be in awe of.

Overall, Logic makes a sincere attempt to tackle a lot of topics within a small span of an hour. His attempts are honest and brief, but the overall lush presentation of the record allows for the record to be an enjoyable listen. The rapper should be appreciated for the attempt, and not criticized for falling short of his contemporaries’ achievements. Logic has certainly come into his own lane, and the peace, love and positivity that he pushes forward with each record is more resonant and vibrant than ever before on this LP.


We ain’t never getting older

Cucciola: Italian term of endearment that means puppy, is also something you call small cute people, it’s not common between friends and is is usually used with your significant other (and kids but lets ignore that). But let me know if google has lied to me. Also known as what I came up with to avoid using delivery girl because I keep forgetting that Matteo didn’t know Luna as a delivery girl in this fic but I kinda need him to give her a nickname. Anyway I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1/ Chapter 2

So we meet again

Luna prides herself on being a good friend, but that doesn’t mean she is not a little bit of an asshole too. Both of those things are part of the reason on why she is waiting for Nina outside her English Lit class, but mostly it is because she is really curious about this mystery boy her best friend has been drooling over the last two months of her life and has yet to talk to, even if he shares almost all of her classes and goes to the same photography workshop she does. She knows Nina is shy but this is too much, is not like she couldn’t make up a plausible excuse to talk to him or approach him or basically do anything else besides looking at him longingly from afar and vague write poetry about him on her blog. She needs to do something about it, but first she needs to see the guy (and eventually make sure he is good enough for her friend, or as close as anyone could come to that).

She’s been sitting on the floor for a few minutes when she feels someone’s eyes on her, she figures is just someone who is also waiting for their friend to come out of class and can’t find something else to entertain themselves so she just ignores it and keeps playing on her phone.

She’s about to open a text from Ámbar when she hears a familiar voice above her.

“So we meet again.” She looks up and sees the guy from two day ago at the parks, looking down at her, brown eyes sparkling with something she can’t place and that makes her feel warm inside.

“So do we.” She agrees pursing her lips trying to fight a small, but it’s useless because, as always, the smile on her voice is evident and the look on his eyes tells her he can notice it too.

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“And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get a nice house so you can afford to send your kids to college so they can get a good job so they can get a nice house so they can afford to send their kids to college.”

also I have a huge friend crush on this senior in my class she stopped me after class to take a pic of my shoes for her instagram she runs about cool shoes and she’s so rad I want to be her friend like a lot