The first and second track’s dramatic differences is indicative of the rest of the album. “The Mary got me merry, now I’m singing like Mary Mary, the coupe going stupid call it Coupid, its February” -L.M.F.
Smino transitions from an intro that starts off with Jean Deaux’s dripping with lust description of Noir to a track like L.M.F.
Those lyrics are as important as that luring flow. His flow is always smooth, but the combination of speed and accent turns certain tracks into a sprint.
Louis accent that challenges you to keep up with every word. From song to song Smino switches from serenading the listeners to the familiar quick Midwestern flow featuring his St. As much as tracks like SPINZ, LOW DOWN DERRTY BLUES, and HOOPTI will lead ya’ll to the bedroom to be reckless, songs like L.M.F., KLINK, KRUSHED ICE and SKEDOS bring the speed and energy that get you up out the bed and back to the kitchen to pour up more drinks and dance as ya’ll linger between finally going out or staying in. Now Smino is no one-trick pony, across the 58 minute trip that is Noir, he often changes paces. This ain’t just fucking music, it’s that passionate shit. Friday night headliner from Chicago to China, oh” -SPINZ His penchant for food-based anatomical metaphors is also unparalleled. Louis accent allows his verses to flow with the melodic nature of much of today’s rap but with a unique smoothness. His newest album, Noir, is the soundtrack to a lusty night of brown liquor, thick swishers* and risky decisions. If our fathers played the Isley Brothers and Al Green to woo shorties in their time, Smino is solidifying the discography to be the millennial version. The sultry voiced Jean Deaux, Smino’s main thing, opening the album That’s what I think when I think of Noir.” That’s what I think when I think of Noir.
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