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MH-225 The Opus - Breathing Lessons  After locking themselves in their Chicago studio with a mountain of dusty vinyl and two lifetimes worth of musical inspiration, the Opus have finally emerged to deliver Breathing Lessons a mesmerizing collection of reflective, instrumental hip-hop. Using their signature palette of chopped percussion and intricate drum programming as base materials, they expand their compositions, adding layers of strings, detuned piano, analog synths, floor rumbling bass, and reverb to haunting effect. Although the all-too-brief vocal appearance of Lord 360 reminds listeners of their productions for MCs on Rubberoom’s Architechnology and their own 2002 debut First Contact, this release is clearly intent on establishing the Opus as a production duo capable of creating music that stands on its own. |
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| One of the underground's finest beatmaking tandems - Urb / A fine example of instrumental hip-hop - Exclaim! / Call it good mood music for bad moods - Entertainment Weekly / Quality stuff for the introspective heads, and recommended - Undercover / Nocturnally restful and hauntingly evocative - Igloo |
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| This is Mr. Holland's dopest shit! I mean, that big brass marching shit was definitely off the hook, and it certainly motivated his class of Opie students, but damn! When M-Ho said he was going back to his street roots, I figured he meant like Klezmer or some shit, but he really took it to the next level with this one. Big pounding beats behind grim, droning keyboards, denatured air-raid whistles, and totalitarian sound bites - it's like Terminator X got dirty with the Rza. Those suits in the principal's office may not be down, but Mr. H is just telling it like its, mapping a whole new subconscious of urban decay and industrial-zoned hopelessness. And you can tell the school board I said so. - Rockpile |
2XLP/Out Of Print