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P Solja

P-Solja - Il Piu Trillo album art

Il Pui Trillo

17th June 2015 – Self-released

01. The Intro (The Order)
02. Play
03. Kick Back Chillin
04. Raspy Flames
05. Trill Situation
06. Line Em Up
07. The Cause
08. Gassed Up
09. 3 Amigoz
10. Brink
11. Smoking All Day
12. Ain’t My Bitch
13. The Meeting
14. Not Making It Back
15. Splash
16. What’s Her Name Pt.1
17. Breadrins Or Enemy’s
18. Grit
19. Outro (shout outs)

The success of an album is often reliant on a pervasive sense of mystery: the ability of an artist to create a halo of beguiling fascination around themselves – an aura which if developed with enough strength and verisimilitude – can instil music with significant and lasting effectiveness, which might otherwise be considered cliched. P Solja is one of those artists, and in the shape of Il Piu Trillo he has created a record which fulfils every expectation swirling through your mind and several more which you have yet to contemplate.

Operating over hip-switching trap beats set at daringly low tempos, P Solja’s tracks, as one might imagine, detail the lifestyle of a man who is as experienced with women as he is with shotting cheese. It speaks volumes for his strength of personality and his innate likeability that this manages to remain fresh, self-aware and full of humour throughout.

Much like in black metal, where it is often impossible to tell if a band are genuine Satanists or merely love dressing up, it is difficult to ascertain whether P Solja is embodying a character or being truthful about his existence – but discovering this ultimate truth is somewhat beside the point. The frontier between knowledge and ignorance over the status of an artist is often what keeps people listening beyond the natural scope of the music,so pitching his tales right on the cusp of believability is a real master stroke.

The persistently low tempos and searingly bass-driven style packs the tunes with a creeping yet palpable hypnotic air. The atmosphere conjured certainly worked its olfactory magic on me; there were moments when I could sincerely smell the green which he perpetually raps about smoking – and believe me, I am no synesthetic .

As for his rapping, P Solja’s lyrical rhythms are pretty standard, but the way that he inhabits the all important moment of delivery is more than sufficient to over-ride this somewhat academic critical consideration. And while his rhymes might appear at first glance superficial, they provide both consistency and continuity, and communicate directly in a no-nonsense fashion, which creates vivid imagery and is drenched in the atmospherics of trap life.

As anyone who has watched him battle will know, P Solja is a naturally funny guy and this innate ability translates very effectively onto record. It’s not that Il Piu Trillo is packed with what one might traditionally deem jokes, but a stylish sense of timing affords P the luxury of creating humour out of the most mundane phrases. I doubt anyone else in rap could make me chuckle simply by saying “I’m chilling with a bitch and a couple bags”.

P Solja’s style is so pared down and stark that it almost lurches into the realm of parody. Indeed this record straddles the line between foolishness and genius like no other I have encountered – but yet again the cocoon of mystery which surrounds it has inured P Solja from sounding like anything but the G he is. Real G? Fictive G? Situational G? Frankly, who cares? This album is tremendous fun and highly worth checking out.

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