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"But brothers would it kill us to change?"

Harvest season is upon us, and as we all know, you reap what you sow. Our culture has made a mockery of itself. True art has been replaced by glamour and glitz (where's the gold?); money has taken precedent over blood, sweat and ... > More

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"But brothers would it kill us to change?"

Harvest season is upon us, and as we all know, you reap what you sow. Our culture has made a mockery of itself. True art has been replaced by glamour and glitz (where's the gold?); money has taken precedent over blood, sweat and talent. You are being cheated. You are not being given the choice. You are only shown the plastic mold, the mass-produced robot that replaced the man. It's time for change.

"Then we sell 'em fish a noun instead of teach 'em fish a verb"

This album marks a return to a more up front rap style for Qwel, using Maker's soulful boom-bap productions as the guide. The point is delivered with precision, both sonically and lyrically. Qwel delves deep into wordplay while maintaining his narrative focus and breakneck delivery. Maker, a proficient producer, has upped the ante and created a lush and rich tapestry of beats, which range in style from in your face to subtle and serene. The plot has thickened; consider yourself warned.

"Now's the season, ain't no reason for doubt, shit, If you ain't 'bout it 'bout it, you about to get drowned kid".

Lyrics by Qwel. Beats by Maker. Recorded by DJWL at Gentriphied Studios, Chicago IL & Meaty Ogre at the Pratt Tat Tat Tat Compound, Chicago IL. Mixed by Griffin Rodriguez at Rax Trax, Chicago IL. Mastered by Justus Roe. Extra production help from Jim "The Professor" Bell & Sike. Graphics & art by Joshua Grotto.