
Saba’s ‘Few Good Things’: Hard-Won Joy, Sharpened Craft
Saba's third record turns old grief toward daylight, weighing guilt against gratitude across fourteen songs of hard-won joy.


Saba's third record turns old grief toward daylight, weighing guilt against gratitude across fourteen songs of hard-won joy.

A rapper of drug-trade narrative builds twelve tracks in thirty-five minutes, no wasted verse, no wasted breath.

Room 25 by Noname: 34 minutes of jazz, soul, and reckoning with self, memory, and grief across eleven tracks.

Freddie Gibbs arrives with a well-built record of fifteen songs, bars sharp as ever, though the reach falls short of his earlier prized work.

A solemn survey of Denzel Curry's fifth record, a tumult of fourteen songs where genre melts and mingles across forty-five wild minutes.

A grim, ninety-minute chronicle of Drake's ninth toil, wherein guest verses and hooks contend against the tedium of length.

A grave chronicle of Rapsody's wisdom-laden record, whose fourteen tracks flow, in patient measure, through soul and solemn rhyme.

A restless, grim record of drug panic and collapse, 15 tracks strong, that never once turns away from its own dreadful subject.

A wild, discordant swing at remaking a voice's sound arrives 24 tracks strong, urgent yet burdened by its own bulk.

An album that promises exposure and delivers it, wavering between clamor and quiet confession from a voice unwilling to be one thing.

A tenth album of vast repetition and grief — ideas of true weight, marred by excess that mars the whole design.

A wide-ranging rap record moving through soul, jazz and pop, never sitting still, never losing its rap base across sixteen tracks.
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