You would think that hip hop, as much as they have an angry streak against Soundcloud rap, would welcome Ka5sh as its boogieman. Not really boogieman, but the kind of rapper that seeks to read any new youth-led clout-hungry trend for filth. Sadsummer is no different as it takes on Soundcloud rap’s biggest problem: women troubles.
The object of Sadsummer seems to be to battle young cishet male’s newfound attitude towards love and heartbreak: just grab a girl, get your fuck on and never call her again. Hell, for bonus points, trash talk her to your friends. Fuck love, essentially. “Insecure” exposes that very idea by suggesting that flexing is indeed a form of insecurity and self-hatred. But you can take it as that or just let a pen be a pen…or in this case a breakup album be just a therapeutic breakup album.
“Antichrist” remains a potential song that broken-hearted men will cherrypick and sing to the top of their lungs, “Spice Rack” opens with trash-talking friends and rolling eyes towards the titular spice rack, “Lifestyle” finds comfort in the friends his female company doesn’t care for, and the emotionally resignated “I Give Up” becomes the album’s turning point as far as coming to grips with not only the pain of said breakup, but an overall sense of hopelessness.
Sadsummer is only groundbreaking in its way that it details the raw emotion surrounding breakups (the need to want to hate girls forever, the need to toss a girl’s spice rack out of the window till it breaks on the pavement, the need to not let it and other thing in your life keep you from wanting to feel something afterwards) and dismisses the patriarchal pretense of moving on despite it. Sometimes, when love is done, moving on isn’t that easy. If you get anything from listening to Sadsummer, it should be this: if you never truly find emotional resolve, that’s okay.