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Views Review: Drake Stretches One Sour Mood Across 20 Tracks and 81 Minutes

Drake's 2016 album Views is a sprawling, self-absorbed monument to his own isolation—brilliant in moments, but buried under 81 minutes of murk.

By mitch·7 min read
A solitary man in a dark room gazes at his own blurred reflection in a mirror, bathed in cold blue light and haze.

Drake’s fourth studio album, Views, is a 20-track, 81-minute monument to one thing: himself. It is the sound of the biggest rapper in the world pulling the curtains shut, turning up the subwoofers, and staring at his own reflection until the glass starts to sweat.

The record, released in 2016, is not an attempt to conquer the charts or settle a score with a rival. It is an attempt to sit inside a mood — a cold, bitter, worn-down mood — and see if it can sustain a double album’s worth of running time. It mostly cannot, but the attempt itself is fascinating. This is Drake at his most insular, and the result is a sprawling, self-absorbed, occasionally brilliant record that mistakes loyalty for stagnation and mistrust for wisdom.

Keep the Family Close Opens the Gloom

The album opens with “Keep the Family Close,” a piano-led dirge that sets the tone immediately. Drake is not here to party; he is here to process. The track is a slow, wounded meditation on betrayal, with Drake singing about the people who were supposed to hold him up but instead let him fall.

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It is one of the most emotionally naked songs he has ever recorded, and it earns its five-and-a-half-minute running time by refusing to offer any release. The mood is claustrophobic from the first verse. “9” follows, a shorter, harder-edged track that finds Drake rapping with a chip on his shoulder. It is not a highlight, but it does the necessary work of establishing that he is still a rapper, not just a crooner.

U With Me? and the First Peaks

“U With Me?” is better. Built around a sample that gives it a woozy, hypnotic feel, the track is Drake doing what he does best: turning a specific romantic grievance into a universal feeling of paranoia. The chorus asks a question that hangs over the entire album: who is actually on my side?

“Feel No Ways” is the first real peak. It is a four-minute pop-R&B track with a propulsive beat that cuts through the murk. Drake is angry here, but the anger is channeled into something melodic and almost danceable. It is a reminder that even when he is wallowing, he can still craft a hook that lodges in the brain.

“Hype” follows and keeps the energy up. It is a straight-ahead rap track, a warning to imitators and critics, and it is one of the few moments where Drake sounds like he is having fun rather than enduring a mood. “Weston Road Flows” is a reflective, jazzy cut that name-checks his neighborhood and the friends who came up with him. It is pleasant but slight.

“Redemption” is a five-and-a-half-minute ballad about a relationship that is beyond saving, and it drags. The track is where the album’s length starts to feel like a liability. “With You” is a featherweight collaboration that floats by without leaving a mark, and “Faithful” is a mid-tempo track that is competent but forgettable.

One Dance and the Pop Turn

“Still Here” is a brief, moody interlude that does little. But then comes “Controlla,” a dancehall-inflected track that signals a shift. The beat is lighter, the melody is more insistent, and Drake sounds like he has stepped out of the rain and into the sun. It is a good song, but it is merely a warm-up for “One Dance,” the track that would define the summer of 2016.

With its rhythmic pulse, its simple piano loop, and its singalong chorus, “One Dance” is the most purely joyful thing on the album. It is also, tellingly, the shortest proper song on the record at 2:54. Drake is at his best when he stops brooding and lets a rhythm carry him.

“Grammys” is a collaboration that is exactly what you expect: two rappers complaining about the awards they did not win. It is petty in a way that is almost endearing, but it is not a song you need to hear twice. “Childs Play” is a strange one. It is a story about a fight at a restaurant, and it is so specific that it almost works as a piece of absurdist comedy. But the production is flat, and the joke wears thin by the end.

“Pop Style” is a three-and-a-half-minute track that is notable for the company it keeps, but the verses are clipped and the beat is minimal. It feels like a sketch rather than a finished song. “Too Good” is a duet, and it is one of the few tracks on the second half of the album that justifies its existence.

The chemistry between the two voices is undeniable, and the song’s back-and-forth structure — she accuses, he deflects — is the most dynamic thing on the record. It is a genuine hit, and it proves that Drake can still connect with another person, even if that person is only in the booth with him.

Summers Over and the Title Track

“Summers Over (interlude)” is a 1:46 breather that does not need to exist. “Fire & Desire” is a slow, atmospheric ballad that is fine but unremarkable. The title track, “Views,” is a five-minute reflection on fame, loyalty, and the city that made him. It is not a statement of purpose; it is a sigh.

The production is sparse, the delivery is weary, and the lyrics are about how hard it is to trust anyone when everyone wants something from you. It is the album’s thesis statement, and it is as exhausting as it is honest.

The record ends with “Hotline Bling,” which was released months before the album and became a cultural phenomenon. The song itself is a light, bouncy track about a former lover who now ignores his calls. It does not fit the album’s mood at all.

It is the only track on the record that sounds like it was made for a party, and its placement at the end is a strange choice. It is as if Drake, after a long stretch of gloom, decided to open the blinds and let the light in. It is a relief, but it is also a reminder of what the rest of the album is missing.

Production and the Weight of 81 Minutes

The production across Views is consistent to a fault. The beats are dominated by slow, rolling bass, muted piano chords, and atmospheric pads. There is very little variation in tempo or texture. The album is a single, unbroken mood, and that is both its strength and its weakness.

When the mood works, as on “Feel No Ways” and “One Dance,” it is immersive. When it does not, as on “Redemption” and “Faithful,” it is just dull. The album’s 81-minute running time means that even the good moments are stretched thin. A 20-track record does not have to be exhausting, but this one is.

Drake’s vocal performance is also a one-note affair. He sings more than he raps, and his singing is delivered in the same low, murmured register throughout. He is not a technically gifted vocalist, but he has always been able to convey emotion through phrasing and tone. On Views, that phrasing is uniformly weary.

He sounds tired, paranoid, and isolated. It is a legitimate emotional state, but it is not one that sustains 20 tracks.

The Verdict on Views

Views is a record about a man who has everything and trusts no one. It is bitter, petty, and worn-down. It confuses loyalty with stagnation, and it wallows in a sound that was starting to show its limits even in 2016. There are genuine highlights here — “Feel No Ways,” “One Dance,” “Too Good,” “Hotline Bling” — but they are surrounded by hours of murk.

Drake has always been skilled at turning his personal feelings into communal anthems, but on Views, he edges closer than ever to a mirrored abyss, a suffocating echo chamber of self. The album is what happens when venting turns into whining.

It is not a failure. It is a document of a specific moment in a specific life, and it is often compelling in its bleakness. But it is too long, too repetitive, and too self-absorbed to be a great album. It is a good album buried under its own weight. If it had been cut to ten tracks, it might have been a classic. As it stands, it is a slog with moments of brilliance.

The album is a mirror, and Drake does not like what he sees in it. Neither do we.

Track Mood Verdict
“Feel No Ways” Angry, melodic Peak
“One Dance” Joyful, rhythmic Peak
“Redemption” Weary, slow Drags
“Grammys” Petty Skimmable

Key Facts

  • Artist: Drake
  • Album: Views
  • Release Year: 2016
  • Tracks: 20
  • Running Time: 81 minutes
  • Metacritic Score: 69/100
  • Standout Tracks: “Keep the Family Close,” “Feel No Ways,” “Hype,” “U With Me?,” “One Dance,” “Too Good,” “Hotline Bling”
The recordViews Drake20 tracks · 81 min
  1. Keep the Family Close5:29
  2. 94:16
  3. U With Me?4:57
  4. Feel No Ways4:01
  5. Hype3:29
  6. Weston Road Flows4:14
  7. Redemption5:34
  8. With You3:15
  9. Faithful4:50
  10. Still Here3:10
  11. Controlla4:05
  12. One Dance2:54
  13. Grammys3:40
  14. Childs Play4:01
  15. Pop Style3:33
  16. Too Good4:23
  17. Summers Over (interlude)1:46
  18. Fire & Desire3:58
  19. Views5:12
  20. Hotline Bling4:27
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