Let the record reflect - not an ACTUAL imaginary soundtrack to a Brazilian Western. That's simply the descripto somebody used to describe Camarao's brand of Forro. Camarao (meaning "shrimp") wails on the accordion, there's vocals every now and then, and all the tracks have a kind of groovy, kind of samey sound. I thought it was kinda cool but overall nothing too exciting.
Playboi Carti has never really been on my radar too much, but then Pfork gave this one a rave review, and I figured I was sleeping...but man, this album didn't do anything for me. Barely any song made any kind of impact. The production is interesting at times but Carti himself gets lost in both that and the whole mass of features all over the album. Nothing gelled for me, so I guess for me I wasn't missing much after all. Oh well.

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