Weekly Capsule Reviews – 06/11/2016


This week: Jinx Lennon (2), J Dilla

Jinx Lennon – Magic Bullets of Madness to Uplift the Grief Magnets (21/10/2016 – Septic Tiger Records (self-released))

Jinx Lennon speaks, yelps, somewhat chortles, and recites his way through these twelve tracks of empathetic critiques on [mostly Irish] society. Yet being quintessentially Irish in their nature, these chastisements towards the capitalist paradigm he hates, but knows he probably can’t survive without, can be just as easily adapted to other parts of the globe. He dismantles the Xanax-pushers like only a Paddy could (particularly poignant now during our abysmal structure in dealing with mental health), dives into the brain of the prick in the canteen no-one likes (he’s/she’s probably a public-sector lout, of course), and emasculates the Jack the Lads with their smell-of-chips elixir and their mid-sized penises driving their sports cars. Not only that, his aunty gets a ribbing for her shit baking. This guy isn’t too old to show the kids what the punk life was/is like but knows he’s too old for the disco[theque] like Cliff Richard thinks he isn’t. (9/10) [Dorney’s Top Records of 2016: #5]

Jinx Lennon – Past Pupil Stay Sane (21/10/2016 – Septic Tiger Records (self-released))

Lennon loves his town of Dundalk, so much so he loves to represent the working-class attitude that he feels the entire town holds. He dishes the Minister for Health and Denis O’Brien like only a Paddy could (again) and apparently 70,000 new jobs aren’t worthy of his consideration, presumably because they’re only for people in Ireland’s “technology hub”. He’d be right. No chance for the technically-illiterate among us. Putting down the phone never felt so appealing; now we can learn how to talk to girls. If he or his fans ever get the chance. (8/10)

J Dilla – The Diary (15/04/2016 – Mass Appeal Records/Pay Jay Productions, Inc.) – (Posthumous Studio Album)

I never doubted Dilla’s gangsta credentials and he didn’t seem to bear them like a badge of honour. His music smarts were impressive—a Doors-like vibe runs through “Drive Me Wild” (Dilla’s only part of the 32 Club, however) and his Gary Numan nod projecting hedonistic hip-hop living is cute. Through a disclaimer he didn’t encourage or condone violence against law officials. How thoughtful. What was I saying about the badge of honour again? (7/10)


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