Even when Danny Brown isn't being dark, he's being dark—so when everything meets in the middle, like it does on "Blunt After Blunt," it feels extra heavy. Watching Danny Brown croak out verses about drugs and girls, while sometimes wearing that Jeremy Scott-designed tiger striped sweatshirt alternating with shots of him smoking a blunt in a candlelit room with no shirt on, puts him squarely in the lineage of depressed, paranoid rappers. But, as is common with Brown, things feel a bit more unhinged here.
