There’s something so satisfyingly unsatisfying about a solid, brief track. Like, repeat repeat repeat. Ever gone swimming for only 20 minutes, then had to leave? You feel great, but are left wanting more of that sweet, sweet water all over your skin covered bones.
Pootie’s “Solomon” flies this route. His flow is smooth, the beat is smooth, then, it’s over and we are left feeling less whole. Repeat.
