Objectively, rap relies too often on minimalist programming, samples of foils with wish keyboards and beats too fat and basic to meet a music lover who seeks a little bit to vibrate body and soul. The fact is, there is neither soul nor flesh in most of these prods. Moreover, compared to the sounds and industrial groups like NIN programming Inch Nails Young or gods, any rapper passes for a very uninspired altar boy. And I will not dwell on this tradition of extreme bad taste which is spread vocoder with all sauces. Now compare diction and Booba timbre with, for example, those of Léo Ferré or Daran. The quality of atmospheres, texts with that of Bashung. The comparison is cruel. Frankly, what is it the music of Booba concretely exciting? Musically it's a terrible ugliness, speech is calamitous and some formulas that hit in his texts are embedded under an avalanche of postures that even Joey Starr, that is not the last to ride the mechanical finds swelling, say it!
