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Posthumous issue of a damn heavy new album by Philly rapper Chynna, riding speaker buckling instrumentals by Lil Peep producer Nedarb and Baton Rouge’s Suicideyear.
Landing over a year since Chynna tragically died aged only 25, ‘drug opera’ is a starkly gothic testament to her brooding, complex sound, which she herself described as music “for angry people with too much pride to show how angry they are.” The music was almost finished and the record titled before she passed, and arrives as is, with a few post-production edits to get around sample clearance. What remains is a crushingly cold and stark record symptomatic of a fiercely focussed mindset attempting to come to terms with addiction and their place in the world.
As she outlined in her final EP ‘in case i die first’ and previously ‘Music 2 Die 2’, Chynna was aware of her mortality and approached it with a maturity beyond her years, as she also brought to her ‘drug opera’. Underlined by the hard southern gothic production of Suicideyear and cloudrap instrumentalist Nedarb, Chynna plays it down with a morbid intensity across the album, from the icey white pressure of ‘centrefold’ to the naggingly bleak tones and crooked use of a lick from “All My Favourite Things” on ‘way up’, to Suicideyear’s elegiac keys on ‘seasonal depression pt.2’, and the achingly hard drill of ‘929’, with ‘1.28.19’ echoing the cocaine blooz of Clipse as much as Billie Eilish.