Dan Bull – The Life of Pablo: Album Review

The Life of Pablo

In what seems like a hastily made project, Dan Bull’s The Life of Pablo is finally here. Although a seventeen track album in only fifteen minutes, Bull answers delicate parts of humanity and defuses any ticking time bombs questioning whether or not TLOP would be a success. Daring efforts by Bull has him leaving the ground running. On “Ultralight Beam” he brilliantly exclaims “Ultralight Beam” for an astounding twenty seconds which has listeners finding the utmost existential questions they thought they would never answer within themselves. Bull leaves you with an illustration of Jazz hands in a bathroom while Nietzsche’s “God is dead” rings in the back of your head. If Ebert reviewed music he’d be proud of the way TLOP starts.

The album takes a drastic turn upon reaching the second track “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1” in which a tongue roll impressively done by Bull has you flash back into simpler times like when that one food critic from Ratatouille freakishly remembers when he was a kid – tasting something made by a rat. TLOP continues on and bleeds arrogant and self-conscious motifs, especially on “Famous” where he exclaims “Famous, I wanna be wanna be wanna be wanna be wanna be wanna be drk drk drk uka drk ugha chka ugha chka ugha chka” and again on the same track when he says “by any means necessary-even a lame publicity stunt,” perfectly encapsulating what TLOP is all about.

A hyper-active album gets stopped into a solemn and somber halt at “Real Friends”. Bull says “real friends are the sort of people that don’t care whether you’ve killed a man / Whether you’ve trekked into the grounds of a school in the middle of the night and torched the fucker down / Real friends look beyond the surface.” Dan Bull’s self-consciousness comes back in  “Wolves” where he confesses that this track may be just a filler track even though it’s the greatest album of all time.

TLOP may be discordant at times, but that’s not from negligence or amateur production, this is done on purpose. Each track in TLOP seems so abrupt and different yet so connected at the same time. The brilliance in Dan Bull shines here from being able to connect what you thought couldn’t be fucking possible which makes TLOP  a K’nex-made Eiffel tower that your mom totally didn’t help you out with.

Dan Bull’s The Life of Pablo is an adventurous album. Despite the randomness TLOP may superficially provide you with, the thigh slaps and forced regurgitation leaves you with one of the greatest albums made of all time.

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