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Stormzy: Mel Made Me Do It review – a boastful, clever pun that makes it look easy | Storm


Stormzy songs tend to fall into one of two camps: choral, breathless and heartfelt, all heavy and soul-carrying sentiment, or the puffy-chested bending, filled with yachts, Yacht-Masters and masterclasses. MC. But Mel Made Me Do It – his first solo outing in nearly three years – pulls off a rare trick, weaving somewhere in the chasm between those two modes without getting completely lost. The rhythm – free, with a touch of choir here, a pinch of harp there, accompanied by the woody rattle of what sounds like a goat’s bell and the stomp of a size 12 kick – offers the kind of space that an MC could move in However, most of the time there is bragging. Just under seven and a half minutes, no less.

While Stormzy’s latest album, 2019’s Heavy Is the Head, brooded over the dangers — and responsibilities — of acclaim, Mel Made Me Do It finds him comfortable with a crown on his head. The opening line – “I’ve been the GOAT for so long, I guess it’s not exciting when I win” – is disarming in that it predicts and negates exactly what a reviewer might say about the comeback so much expected of an artist. . “To do a classic, yeah, it takes time,” he continues. Well, touched.

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The last time we heard Stormzy solo on a record was in 2020, before the Covid-19 pandemic distorted timelines and canceled world tours. He also retaliated against his detractors. For a few extended weeks, he went tit for tat with Wiley, first on Twitter and then on beats. But having seemingly left the spat alone, he picks up where he left off, cutting off old Wiley feeds and calling out “stranded godfathers” while listing his own (admittedly many) accolades and expensive watches.

It’s a testament to the magnetism of Stormzy – who, unlike any of his peers, can hold a Glastonbury headlining crowd to their attention as well as he charms on the BBC Breakfast sofa – that this act does not. not get boring. This is partly due to Stormzy’s clever puns, but more so to the streams. It goes through more than a single hand can count in about a minute, then backtracks, flipping vowels, juggling consonants, spinning turns on its tongue and – backed by that rolling, languorous, luxuriously sparse beat – makes it look easy.

Proverbs 27 says something like this: “Let someone else praise you, and not your own mouth. A stranger, not your own lips. Stormzy might agree. But why let someone else brag about you when you can make it sound so good yourself?

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