No Fantasy Required

The man of “Shoes” fame is at it again. Tiga sticks to his style of off-kilter spoken-word lyrics with minimal electro beats. Unfortunately, this album has more of the repetitive vibe than a catchy, stuck-in-your-head vibe compared to some of his earlier stuff. Regardless, it’s still an amusing effort.

RIYL Felix da Housecat, Simian Mobile Disco, Chromeo, Mika
FCC on track 3
Recommended tracks: 2, 6, 10, 11

1. (4:35) Slow build with soft vocals and dreamy, modulated synths.
2. (5:41) Trippy, light head-bobber that escalates to a gritty synth line.
3. (3:03) FCC!: “fucked up“ x2. Campy list of rules to live by spoken over a clappy backbeat.
4. (2:57) Spoken-word love song with horns, reverberating drum machine, and space-invader zip-zaps.
5. (4:29) Down-tempo ballad reminiscent of Moby.
6. (4:37) Spoken-word lyrics over a synth line that feels almost gelatinous.
7. (3:20) Deep-voiced, plodding ode to MDMA.
8. (6:41) Spoken word and computer blips with a clappy backbeat lauding plushness with a dreamy ending.
9. (5:21) Weird, carnivalesque ode to the Bugatti.
10. (3:28) Mid-tempo plea not to “break my heart” with vocal modulation and varied synth.
11. (5:27) Lighthearted falsetto with a twinkly synth, and some lyrics of actual substance.