"This Totally F*cking Destroys": Pusha T My Name Is My Name Reviewed
According to legend, The American Analog Set saw fellow Austinites Explosions in the Sky when the latter was unsigned. TAAS got a hold of Explosions' demo and immediately sent it to Temporary Residence Limited with a note reading only: "This Totally F*cking Destroys."
This rest of this review of Pusha T's debut solo album, My Name Is My Name, will essentially be expansion of that note.
Pusha's new album release seemed like it would never see the light of day. The record's first single, "Pain (Feat. Future)," was released exactly a year ago this week. But now that it has finally seen the light of day I can say that it was worth the wait (as much as I hate to reduced myself to banal platitudes).
Nearly every song hits on My Name Is My Name, and even the few near-misses have their moments. The weakest of the twelve tracks are the full-on trap ones, like "Suicide (feat. Ab-Liva)", although that may have more to do with my personal preferences. "Sweet Serenade" is also only ho-hum, but that's mostly due to Chris Brown's presence, as he is thoroughly mediocre on the track's hook. And there's that whole business of him making a terrible case for NOT being a misogynistic dickhole.
Those are about the only complaints I could come up with. If you enjoy hip hop, this album is a must-listen. Hell, if you enjoy good music, this album is worth both your time and money. But who am I to tell you what to do with either of those?
A sentence summary of My Name Is My Name would read: A record about a rapper who is also a coke-dealer. At times My Name Is My Name feels like viral marketing for Pusha T's most-likely-no-longer-in-existence coke trade.
The only other motif that gets any run here is the supreme greatness of 80's Michael Jordan.
Its tentpole track, "Nosetalgia," is an anthem to the game (cocaine, not His Airness) and will absolutely cause you to reconsider your worldview. On it Pusha becomes the first rapper to share a track with Kendrick Lamar and manage to remain in the same stratosphere as Mr. Duckworth. I've been on this since it was released last month and my love for it shows no sings of dissipating.
Same could be said for the rest of Pusha T's My Name Is My Name.