Boy Meets World is likely to garner a certain amount of attention simply due to the presence of Exile, an established and increasingly well-regarded Californian producer who can now add Fashawn’s debut to his résumé. While it’s true that Exile brings a lot to this album via his distinct instrumental style, it is no less true that the Bay Area MC is up to the challenge, having summoned up a series of equally personal stories and reminiscence that prevent him from being overshadowed by his more-famous friend. A superficial description would make it seem like another retread of classic hip-hop conventions: scratched samples, boom-bap, and stories about childhood. Producer and MC are both sufficiently on top of their creative game to subvert these conventions, imbuing them with the vitality that prevents them from devolving into a cliché, creating material off-kilter enough to be unique but not so much as to alienate conservative listenership.
The entire album feels like a concentrated effort to bring out the best, and it’s reasonable to suggest that there aren’t really any weak tracks. The relative strength of the various songs will be a matter of taste, whether you prefer the energetic bounce of a mission statement like “Freedom,” the breezy reflections of “Father,” or the dark, disjointed soul of “The Score .” Though inspirational and heartfelt, “Stars” also comes across as rather light-hearted given the old-timey jazz ballad setting, an unusual juxtaposition in hip-hop but consistent with the aesthetic that married Glen Campbell to Emanon’s “The Waiting Room.” One of the peaks is surely “When She Calls,” an intense story of suicide that switches narrative form from first to third person during its unfolding. Some plot elements here seem intentionally ambiguous, and as the album’s penultimate track it’s unusually dark. Where so many of Fashawn’s lyrics highlight themes of growth, “When She Calls” is an open-ended and more complex circumstance, underscoring the moments where pain is in danger of getting the better of you. Strings and barely-comprehensible vocal samples make the situation seem dream-like, wonderfully illustrating Fashawn’s description of being caught in your own head.
Any hype accompanying Boy Meets World is probably deserved. Exile continues to make high-quality, well-sequenced albums, and Fashawn has put in the work to make his debut memorable and not just a vehicle for Exile’s productions. Guest appearances from related artists Aloe Blacc, Planet Asia , Blu, and Co$$ (among others) bring additional life and variety.
- Justin Deremo