
Now here comes Tyler, the brash rascal no longer. Teen rebellion: Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All He was only 28 when it was released, but he is old enough his entire life no longer feels like it's in front of him. His creakingly soulful album Blonde was a stunning depiction of getting older. Then there's Frank Ocean, a true 21st-century superstar.

New albumĮarl Sweatshirt – not present at The Academy after he was smuggled to Samoa by his concerned mother in what was the music industy's biggest mystery since the question of what Meat Loaf wouldn't do for love – has evolved from a 16-year-old raw talent with a nimble flow, to a brooding, introspective artist. Syd's first solo album Fin dropped in February, offering the kind of sleek R&B that crosses out the 16 years since we lost Aaliyah. As members of The Internet, former Odd Future members Syd, the group's one-time DJ, and producer Matt Martians make satin-smooth soul. Answer is the most moving account of absent father issues I've heard as the rapper envisions what he might say if he could pick up the phone to call his invisible dad.Īs Odd Future matured, they went from unruly alternative heroes to critical darlings. Tyler's solo output examined young relationships and the weight of being a role model. It’s as sinister a place as you might expect.Īmid the misanthropy, though, came moments of depth. His records played like the tumbling mind of teen tearaway. He would veer from goofy to deeply troubled from sadistic to attention seeking. He produced most of the music, which leaned on schlocky horror movie-style beats, jazzy minimalism and the spirit of his hero Pharrell Williams.įor better or worse, Tyler’s violent lyrics were one of the defining ripples of the group’s oeuvre. Guys like Hodgy Beats, Left Brain and Domo Genesis were fair rappers, but Tyler was the world they all orbited. Their shows had a giddy feel, like most of the crowd had been dropped off in their dads’ cars and allowed off the parental leash for the very first time.

Odd Future rattled the genre by bringing belligerent, balls out, DIY punk energy. The group emerged during an era of millionaire rappers overseeing hip-hop from midtown Manhattan corner offices.

Compile a list of music that parents never want their offspring absorbing and Odd Future would be near the top. On Radical, Tyler led the chants: "Kill people, burn shit, fuck school!" A ridiculous statement when you stare at it in stark typeface, but when blasting out from the rapper's gruff vocal chords, it's a call of teen rebellion – a mantra that was probably scrawled on a million school copybooks. Group comandante Tyler, the Creator made a gnarly leap into the crowd – even though his foot was strapped up after he broke a bone diving off a speaker in LA a few months previous. Each member did about 17 stage dives each. The performers climbed up equipment to reach fans on the upper tier.

The battering bass and drums that underpin Odd Future’s vicious beats turned the venue into a swimming pool-sized mosh pit. It was August 2011 and the brattish young Los Angeles hip-hop collective were right at the cultural zeitgeist, unleashed on Dublin with no rules, directives or adult supervision. Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All could barely have scorched the Academy with any more heat if they’d doused the stage in kerosene and sparked up a match.
