

Blue slide park review mac#
The pop world has left rap behind, save four or five rappers, and it's opened a door for someone like Mac Miller to seize the college-aged, white-male fanbase. That interaction may have involved an unhealthy appreciation for Jurassic 5, but it also involved rocking YoungbloodZ and Ying Yang Twins songs at parties. Mac Miller has been called "frat rap," and while there's a slight truth to that, the term leaves unacknowledged the fact that frat guys used to engage with the rap world writ large. Unless you buy into Miller's persona- and why would you?- Blue Slide Park offers you nothing that you can't find done more much artfully by, say, Curren$y.

But it does raise the question of why Miller is so popular, because despite his claim of being a cross between John Lennon and UGK, he's mostly just a crushingly bland, more intolerable version of Wiz Khalifa without the chops, desire, or pocketbook for enjoyable singles. Obviously, there's nothing wrong with that it is rap music, of course. He lusts after fame, money, and women, and he smokes weed and parties. Forget Eminem, Miller's point of view is less unique than Asher Roth's or Childish Gambino's.

He is an outsider, but he brings no outsider's perspective to his music. It's a presumptive conclusion, but it's hard to find much, if anything, in Miller's music that suggests otherwise.
