The Word Association
Lucid. (n / a)
Reviewed by Chase Hoffberger, Fri., Feb. 15, 2008
The Word AssociationLucid.
Aside from the slow-as-molasses "Mothafuckas better wake up" lead into Lucid.'s dub-hop opener, the Word Association's debut runs closer to Minneapolis hip-hop than that of Houston. The San Marcos troupe demonstrates verbose lyricism, an honest albeit bleak "Self's Reflection" of Rhymesayers style. Austin's DJ Crown sprays tripped-out keys and ominous guitar fades over erratic beats ("Your's Forever"), all sure to blur the common message and intent of the album. Under Jaysin's rough growl or the Deltron-like clarity of Omari Kamau's flow that dominates "L.S.D.," each member of this seven-man collective seems focused on his own presence instead of the song, a mistake that detracts from the overall execution of a talented and confident ensemble of MCs. From "Sun Up" to "Sun Down," with bright spots on the ends.