We could all complain about the hardships, but it sounds a lot better if you can croon over timeless brass hip-hop/R`n`B melodies like a skint Bill Withers. Blacc`s lyricisms are sanguine statements wrapped in mournful tones. His cloaked, clandestine approach to upbeat, penniless alcoholic`s anthem `I Require A Dollar`, yet powerful indiscretion on the tender `Momma Hold My Hand` signifies a powerful statement on the delicacy of spirit over money.
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Sunday, January 30, 2011
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