Enclosed: epic character studies of rap group Injury Reserve as jaded antiheroes, deeply symbolic images of faceless throngs of people dressed completely in black, and a spectral image of white shoes on a wire against a black sky. All this cinematic overture in the service of one simple idea: Phoenix, Arizona fucking suuuucks. Forget Chance the Rapper and his fatherly advice; Injury Reserve spit bars for the Xanax generation, kids who lash out at a world (town, neighborhood) full of lifeless drones by becoming lifeless drones themselves. These guys are up next, so if anyone finds Ritchie With A T, please let me know. Last spotted in bed, with cold sweats. Wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy…
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