Curren$y‘s all out independent hustle has helped him reap great rewards.  Breaking camp from both No Limit and YMCMB has only lead to his own Jet Life material.  With albums and mixtapes released with a fever pitch, Curren$y  has plenty of catalogue.  Now signed to Warner Bros, he has the budget to play around and see if he can get bigger producers to make his type of sound.  The end result is The Stoned Immaculate, which is “leisure music” on steriods.

 

On his major debut (of sorts), Curren$y sticks to the script with the subject matter: why and how he lives the “Jet Life”.  Stand out tracks like “What It Look Like”, “Capitol”, and “Take You There” doesn’t waver from his “urban lounge sound” that he has perfected since releasing “Pilot Talk”.  Rather, he continues to flex about cars, weed, women, and chilling.  Anyone expecting Spitta to fall off, even when he’s “in a different tax bracket”, should rest easy.  This album is pure Curren$y at  its best.

 

What is the most remarkable aspect of this album is the cohesion gained from using different producers.  Whether it’s the soulful sounds of the J.U.S.T.I.C.E League produced “That’s The Thing”, the Pharrell conceived “Chasin’ The Paper”, or the Big K.R.I.T. created “Jet Life”, everything fits into the scheme of it all.  Even when the sounds deviate from live instrumentals (Bink! on “What It Look Like”) to more synth heavy productions (“No Strings” by The Futuristiks), everything fits together.  All beats fall under the same guideline: to promote the leisure living that is “Jet Life”.  Impressively constructed, Curren$y managed to add different ingredients and make one unified dish.

 

Making the most of the budget given, yet not wavering by any means, Curren$y only strengthened his “Jet Life” brand on The Stone Immaculate.   Sticking to the script, people won’t be awash in Spitta trying new things he isn’t accustomed to. Yet, with a bevy of new sounds, he makes it all come together.  It may not be groundbreaking, but great music doesn’t always have to be.  Great music should be “great”.  In the end, The Stoned Immaculate is what the title says:  immaculately hardcore (stoned) in its creation.

 

 

Review submitted by contributing writer Mark A. Harris.