If there was a karaoke version of TV on the Radio mixed with generic hip hop beats, it would be Panther. Even when he has something good going on, he ruins it with some of his crazy falsetto vocal antics. Like on “You Don’t Want YR Nails Done” (7) where the beat starts off strong enough for you to start bobbing your head, but immediately after you’ve bobbed a few times, Panther starts stuttering over the word “Baby” for 30 seconds before stuttering “Jacque Cousteau” for 30 more seconds. Then of course he has to throw in a “MuthaFucka!” just for good measure. The other tracks, even if more tolerable vocally, are just meandering drones with frantic falsetto jabbed through them. There is one shining moment on the entire album where Panther controls himself and yields a bumpin’ dance number in “How does it feel” (3). Panther feels like he has all of the elements that should make something good, but he just isn’t. If he was going for worst porn soundtrack ever he’s come close. I can only hope that he was cutting his teeth with these elements because if he can make more stuff like “How Does it Feel?” I will be very eager to listen.
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April 14, 2007
There’s a Panther in your Lawn
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