After the third consecutive record from an
No! You can’t do it! You won’t do it! You’re the Good
Yet, I cannot. The record’s good. What can I say? The Game has consistently proven that despite his numerous and many flaws as an emcee, he has the best ears in the business when it comes to picking out beats for the album. The production on “L.A.X.” is really great. It’s filled with these menacing, West Coast tinged bangers that manage to not only mask Game’s numerous lyrical deficiencies but help enhance his fierce, rough delivery on songs like (the Flesh Eaten Skeleton Of) Ice Cube-assisted “State Of Emergency”, “House Of Pain” and the surprisingly great single “Dope Boys.” Raekwon manages to show up and offer one of his best verses in years on “Bulletproof Diaries”, (a song that proves a Dre-assisted “Cuban Linx II” might not be the worst thing that ever happened to existence) where he defiantly and triumphantly refers himself as not only a “New York Dinosaur” but a “Staten Island Artifact” on the same record. It’s one of the year’s best left-field collaborations which grows even greater when you consider that the Game manages to not get himself completely blown out the water like he does on the equally great Ludacris collaboration “Ya Heard.”
Absolutely, not! I refuse to let you give Game another positive review. I can sort of tolerate the Game making two records that are inexplicably sort of great but I will not tolerate three in the row. He simply doesn’t have the talent for that. I can accept “The Documentary” being great because
The thing is despite all of Game’s numerous personal deficiencies and lyrical atrocities,
Ultimately, “L.A.X.” is not a perfect record by any stretch of the imagination. It’s not as well-produced or as catchy as “The Documentary” nor as oddly emotionally poignant as “The Doctor’s Advocate” but it proves that Game is an artist with some staying power. He’s an extremely flawed and frustrating artist and is in desperate need of somebody to tell him to drop all of the name-dropping but he’s capable of making enjoyable West Coast albums that can be enjoyed on their own right. God help us if he decides to get “experimental” with us all. I don’t think I can take it.
You know you're going to get ripped for this? Yeah, I know.