P.O.S. We Don't Even Live Here

P.O.S. We Don't Even Live Here
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I haven't listened to Minneapolis, MN MC P.O.S. since the release of his 2006 sophomore album, Audition, but after hearing new album We Don't Even Live Here, I can't quite figure out why. Maybe the new record is more accessible now that he has traded in the guitar-heavy sound of his previous albums for a dancier, futuristic production style. Whatever it is, I regret not keeping up. As expected from a rapper with his roots in punk (most explicitly revealed in the shout-out chorus of "Piano Hits"), We Don't Even Live Here has a rebellious nature informed by the disenfranchised. "Bumper" opens the album with a punk-influenced drum and bass loop that pulls in hard synth and glitchy effects, with P.O.S. criticizing fake individuals who front like they're hard. Album highlight "Fuck Your Stuff" follows, revealing a disdain for material objects while P.O.S. attempts to start a revolution over a futuristic g-funk beat by Lazerbeak. "Get Down" is a glitchy, minimalist dance jam with a message that's the modern equivalent of Nero playing the violin while Rome burns, with P.O.S. rapping, "Shit is burning to the ground/I don't wanna think about it, I just wanna get down." And the danceable, synth-heavy "We Don't Even Live Here (Weird Friends)" is a call to embrace the peculiar over the status quo. These may be the best of the bunch, but the rest of this 11-song album is far from filler. We Don't Even Live Here offers an opportunity to let your inner anarchist out while tearing up the dance floor. How rare is that? (Rhymesayers)