City Paper is not for tourists
The most appealing thing about Cadence Weapon is his certitude. Instead of obsessing about cred, the Canadian MC dwells in the parts of hip-hop that make sense to him—lyrical truth-telling, the black DIY tradition, the pleasures of bass and beat—and avoids the kind of pseudo-intellectual posturing that sends some indie rappers down rhetorical dead ends. He’s still a bit of a grump, nonetheless, but it’s all good: The ’80s-flavored beats on Hope In Dirt City, his latest and best album, would’ve sounded straight-up gimmicky if they were made to impress anybody but himself. $10.