LamarrOmari - Bad Vibes Only REVIEW

When Braidyn “LamarrOmari” Collins sings about making his mistresses scream and doing molly at a party, you get the sense that this man is not out here doing either of those things. This said, however, Omari plays the role with such fervor and dedication that, hell, I’m willing to suspend my disbelief for forty-odd minutes. Sure, let’s pretend this fourteen-year old Aussie bogan is making hoes wet. I’ll buy it.

Another reason I’m sold is because of the production and general atmosphere of the mixtape, which ranges from dark and brooding to seductive and padded.

Y’know, I’m probably gonna get put on an FBI watchlist for my choice of adjectives. But the work of a journalist is never straightforward.

My good homie Pogi came through on a lot of these beats, and Cisko’s mixing and mastering makes Bad Vibes Only sound anything but amateur. If I didn’t know that this album was made by a bunch of guys in their basements, I would’ve assumed The Weeknd received a treatment of whiteface.

Omari makes good use of his features, deploying them when the project threatens to stagnate. Cisko, John, AJ, and Threads all crush their features with remarkable confidence and poise. The gang has come a long way from the Dark October days. I’m also there. You can hear me rap about depression on a song about making a woman cum. You can also hear me call Omari and tell him that his girl has been giving “Sloppy-Toppy 3000” to my next-door neighbor. The full range of my talent is truly on display.

Overall, Bad Vibes Only is a massive step-up from Omari’s previous releases, in its consistency, in its demonstration of vocal talent, and in the way it just barely convinces me that LamarrOmari has even the slightest idea of what he’s talking about.