Analog

Victims of Reality EP (www.contrabandclothing.com)

By D.X. Ferris on Wed, Aug 25, 2004 at 4:00 am

We Don't Live Here Anymore

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Ray "Analog" Adornetto recently left Spittin Image, which was voted best rap act by Scene readers this year. Not only did he walk away from a hot property, but he left behind one of the area's most promising young producers. Against the odds, he's landed on his feet.

Analog's solo debut, Victims of Reality, pairs him up with yet another wunderkind, 19-year-old Werdperfect of the East Side's underground, party-moving Anti-Biterz crew. The DJ works with small beats and dark samples, playing the role of a soulful backing band. Word moves in a conscious direction, putting tracks like SI's "Cup Fulla Nasty" behind him. Musically and lyrically, the EP is comparable to the work of indie-rap stars like Atmosphere, who construct soulful tales of good times that quickly turn bad. In "Just Music," Analog rhymes: "I see the world for what it is/My virtue and my curse/When I sleep, it's in my dreams/It's only getting worse." At this rate, let's hope things don't get better.