The Spirit of Atlanta’s Futuristic Era Is Back – Warungku Terkini

Rich Kidz’s bright melodies and boy band vibe. Yung L.A.’s slurred whisper-sing and questionable mohawk. Young Dro’s country club fashion and way of describing his whips and jewelry with the clarity of a picture book: “Chevy look like Almond Joy,” “Wrist pinker than Miss Piggy.” Travis Porter’s easy-t0-memorize turn up anthems. J Money’s vision of the future where he fought UFO-flying martians from stealing his swag. Bubbly, digitized synths and sputtering trap drums. DJ tags and button-mashing sound effects out of the ass. It was Atlanta’s futuristic era, a generation of flashy goofball rappers who peaked in the late 2000s and early 2010s and made their days of cars, clothes, girls, strip clubs, drugs, and crime sound like a fantasy that took place at shopping malls on the moon.

Truthfully, a lot of the mixtapes were hit-or-miss studio session dumps with half-assed themes. (I’ve come around to Young Dro’s skits on Black Boy Swag, White Boy Tags where he sounds like he’s doing a Bill & Ted impression.) And you really had to comb through to find the gems, but they were more about the upbeat mood, the lingo (Kwony Cash used “peons” like it was the kind of insult you could never recover from), and music that hit better at a party where everyone knew the words. Earlier this year, I met up with SahBabii in Brooklyn for an interview for this column, and, for most of our conversation, he was friendly yet stoic and tight. His mood shifted, though, when we spoke about Atlanta’s futuristic era, and suddenly he sank comfortably into his chair and had a twinkle in his eye. The memories that flooded back to him had more to do with the communal energy than individual songs: “If you were there, you could just feel it. I was at Metro Skates. I was on Cleveland Ave. I went to Sylvan Hills Middle School and Booker T. Washington High School. I miss those times. It was free. Nobody anywhere else was doing it like that. In Atlanta, all the kids were making music together.”

But don’t get it twisted: the songs themselves still kick it all off. Proof: Pluto and YKNiece’s “Whim Whamiee,” one of the biggest and most inescapable viral rap hits of the year, feels like it’s bringing that feel-good era of Atlanta rap back. Is it because the beat is a flip of Gutta and OJ da Juiceman’s Zaytoven-produced “Wham Bam”? Not really; that original track is meaner and muddier than a lot of the futuristic stuff, even if Zaytoven’s funk sparkles like sunlight reflecting off the ocean. Instead, it’s really due to how silly, sloppy, and organic Pluto and YKNiece’s connection seems to be, like they just happened to be together one night with plenty of bottles and stumbled into a recording booth. The background noise, full of muffled singing along and way too loud ad-libs, makes the whole thing sound like it was done in one wild-ass take.