I wrote about rap sonics and cleanliness and such in my latest Pitchfork column.
"We can’t just enjoy rap albums now, we must anoint them. There are no more personal favorites, no lost masterpieces, no solid efforts, no promising-but-under-executed debuts. There are classics and then there is everything else. The word implies the highest level of craft and permanence, but too often rap listeners assume the latter in the presence of the former. Or vice versa. These miscalculations are not only making it increasingly difficult to have rational conversations about rap, they’re shifting the historical perceptions and actual execution of the genre."
— In light of Kendrick Lamar’s good kid, m.A.A.d city, Andrew Nosnitsky dissects the very idea of “classic” rap albums and explains how they can promote a limiting and regressive view of hip-hop in his latest Hall of Game column.