French producer Louis Rogé is a well-travelled and experienced hand, probably best known for his contribution to two tracks on Kanye West's Yeezus album.
Brodinski’s work on that album resulted in sounds which were full of compelling grit and discordance, but there’s little evidence of similar drama or edge on his debut album.
Instead, Brodinski coins a formula and does the dog with it until it begs for a break. Over a range of all too predictable high-energy, droopy beeps and bleeps, a rogues gallery of vocalists do a spot of shouting.
After a while, it all blurs into one long unremarkable stream of hectoring, bragging, bad-ass clowning around and it becomes difficult to work out what differentiates Young Scooter from Yung Gleesh or Chill Will from Bloody Jay.
It would seem Rogé’s work with West was a one-off.
