In his newest record, intensively motivating Austin-based rapper Pat G brusquely requests such a huge demand to converse with him in an ideal human connection.
Ladies and gentlemen, even to those who never consider themselves in the binary areas, we are down to one significant lesson Economics has given birth to for society: demand. In that sense, it denotes the desire of a consumer to purchase certain goods and services and its corresponding willingness to open up their pockets for the sake of possessing these. The law of demand is inversely proportional to its supply, which means that if the products were to cost higher, the level of demand would particularly drop down. However, it states a massive difference in Pat G’s psyche, as this is more of a demand in the highest human possible, like a soul talking to a skeleton.
Filled with tracks that have gone through ounces of rage and fury, Pat G, like any other human, officially joined the group of “good guys” that has gone through a certain border because people are just straight-out embodiments of a nuisance that he must have forgotten that there are other emotions he should have expressed earlier. The songs make it somehow his first time meeting these strangers in the shape of these maddening emotions lurking in his innermost chest as they have visited a home he thinks is familiar but has overwhelmingly become so peculiar to him.
Based on the songs selected, its felt oddity just came from a place of wanting to explore their other forms of selves that are almost seemingly ignoring their core; hence, in the somber opener “Let’s Go,” he blurts it out at the very first line, “Talk to me nice.” By this time around, demanding someone to talk to them nicely actually just exerts a huge emphasis on the importance of respect and kindness above all. If we tend to focus solely on the hip-hop and rap industry and the records this genre has produced and spread throughout mankind, it all boils down to its competitive and aggressive nature to either sit on the throne watching how they call their listeners their own, or how they boast on their over-consumed fame and possessions, or how demeaning their egos can be perceived by the public.
Thinking about it, he was not that angry at all. It could also suggest that he merely values the people he is talking to despite their questionable idiosyncrasies, and ensures that what is coming from his lips is just because they are treated with the dignity and consideration they deserve, but he just needed it with a strong set of molars to do so.
“Spectrum” offers quite a varied taste, which makes it the only song that deviates the entire record due to its soft yet calculated languishing notes that Saridae has emitted. However, the penultimate track, “Nobody,” is the one that should be taken with a greater look. Centered on the idea from the perspective of a nobody that they, also, like the ones who were already somebody to a million pairs of eyes, he makes sure to blow his 808 beats and subdued tones that being a no one can still exist with greater potential that has never been seen yet. Perhaps, this particular song could be the driving force for Pat G to release this record.
Just as the statement of the aforementioned law of demand, similarly, we, as humans, tend to demand kindness and respect, for without these, we risk becoming beasts in the eyes of others, and while it should suppose to present the beast in him, neither one of the songs has exuded that persona; rather, just a person who has been inflicted with pain he believes it is now painted in anger. Aside from that, it was not even shown in the overall sonic palette of his compilation of songs for this record.
Over the twenty-minute mark, the EP encapsulates a more complex reintroduction with this form of anger that above all, it has always been, and will always be, a form of love. If you never believed in such, you will never get to understand how all-encompassing respect is. Sometimes, because he hadn’t been fed ever since, and he needed something to devour all of these things to make his stomach satisfied, and more. Despite the collective idea that anger will never become the highest in the hierarchy (as forgiveness is), it is also, with greater agreement, that kindness with a fist is better than none.
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About the Author
Jett interestingly seeks every supposed-to-be-life-changing almost: getting a Bachelor’s degree in Secondary Education, submitting a finished compilation of epistles and poems to some book publications, and releasing passion projects to audio streaming platforms. However, his inkling of his pen and his reverberating of his music, being the ones that keep him sustained in somehows, never stop him from walking to a road yet to be taken.
