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Though he channels diverse musical roots, none of it takes away from the emotional signature of the track. The words conceal a blurry apathy when Dayal intones "Don't you hate it when I forget what I said?". He shifts between detached observation and prophesying his own personal doomsday - "Am I gonna be okay?/If I'm working only nights". it plays like a sonic performance piece more than a slice of melody. Myth is gentler, offering reassurance, mystery and seduction. Datta’s percussive prowess becomes more apparent as he navigates his strings into familiar classical territory. Despite swimming in more pleasant waters, the song remains anchored to the expressive/experimental intentions that are more visible in the other tracks. Plantations plays in the same vein, and features the sound of something akin to the Hang, a percussive instrument that always elicits an etheric tone. The entire album tries to build itself around a similar aesthetic. Plantations concludes this effort by epitomizing the combination of transcendent and grounded that Datta aims for. Am I in the way? (Ankit Dayal): Is Ankit Dayal a troubled man? Or, does he seek to play out your troubles instead? Does he croon about his own brand of dark humanity? Or, does he just want you to dip into your own demons? If you're in the mood for some leisurely existential questioning, Dayal provides the perfect soundtrack for it. As a singer-songwriter- producer, he has been shaped by a kitty of diverse experiences, thanks to co-creative spells with Sid Vashi, Spud In The Box, the Living Voices Choir + Symphony Orchestra of India, Dhruv Vishwanath and more. He brings much of that to the seductive delirium of this baby. Addled with Portishead inspired synth-work, it plays with licks of R&B and hip-hop in order to beckon your darker impulses into awakening. Dayal gives voice to very familiar, mundane terrors. He turns into sound-poetry the everyday sadness and quiet desperation of people imprisoned by ego, insecurity and doubt. If you're lucky, you won't relate too much with the philosophy behind the addictive groove. But it is more likely that you will find your least-loved self reflected in the murky percussion. Dayal does not compromise with the complexity that is inevitable when creating art based on human truth. But he also manages to stay accessible and enjoyable, so that you can have fun with it when you're not paying too much attention. 101 (Seedhe Maut): Fresh off the decided success of their debut LP, this hip-hop duo continue to offer some of the most elegant takedowns in the country. Take, for instance, Aur pehle se karra tha hustle jab/ Papa ko lagta tha beta nasamajh hai Their new single is riddled with such eminently quotable wordclusters, loaded on a spacey, undemanding lo-fi beat. As is their norm, Encore ABJ and MC Calm give you plenty to get worked up about. The tradition of flexing is turned on its head with rhymes like “Chalte rahe tum bas ek hi loop pe/Soche dabbe se bahar/Soche ke tu kare sala bawll bhot sahi”. If you’ve taken the time to listen to their work, especially Shaktiman, you’ll have a sense of their fundamentally cynical humour. This track ostensibly celebrates a musically triumphant year but it never misses a chance to thumb its nose at...well, everything. Gharwaalo ko pata tha chati se ladka ye/Mandir me maatha nahi tekega Some of the verse is delightfully trite, using a touch of absurdity to progress and drive giggles. Daaka Daala maala maal hai crew/ Shaakal aaya shakalaka boom/ Me Kaka tiki taka kaatu chu/Laaya saath me bhaala yabadabadoo Bhai 101 While the term “street poetry” has become a little too frequently (and often mistakenly) used thanks to open mic nights and Tik Tok videos, these rap monsters bring an unapologetic authenticity to it. Their ease with words constitutes the highest form of art - that which is used to talk about human pasts, victories and disdain. Seedhe Maut has plenty to look at with disdain, but their inevitable ascension to desi hip-hop legacy certainly wouldn’t be part of it. The Score Magazine highonscore.com 23