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House Shoes, Let It Go
Tres Records, June 19

07/05/12
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



 Hip-hop’s collective eyes are on righteous Detroit these days, the economically decimated scuzz-pit Michael “House Shoes” Buchanan carried on his back for many years as a DJ (at St. Andrew’s Hall) and producer (J Dilla) before heading to LA. He’s now a 40-year-old balding white dude with a girlfriend who doesn’t like his life — could you honestly think of better timing for someone’s first album? These OG/neo-underground-hybrid ravings have much in common with the misbegotten, slithering things that have taken over the slimy swimming pools of the city’s foreclosures, angry disappointment coming to boils or slowing down and scraping to a halt with low-pitched squawks. The touchstone comes midpoint, at “Everything (Modern Family),” with Fatt Father voicing a million-man rant about female’s lack of appreciation, under which is shiny bling and some Munchkin la-la-las. What else is in here… Black Milk, Big Tone, Roc Marciano, some Goodfellas samples — I dunno, there’s really nothing missing from the checklist here. A+ — Eric W. Saeger






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