Album Review: Teyana Taylor - Keep That Same Energy (K.T.S.E.)
It was only a matter of time before ‘Yeezy Season’ had to
come to an end, and given the turn it took recently with Kanye West and Nas’
ill-fated collaboration Nasir, West’s
‘five albums in five weeks’ stunt became one of increasingly diminishing
returns, and so it’s only fitting (but unfortunate never the less) that it
comes to an unceremonious conclusion.
Who is Teyana Taylor?
The short answer is that she is the G.O.O.D. Music signee
who received the short end of the stick when it came to West’s production
marathon—Taylor’s album, Keep That Same
Energy, or K.T.S.E, was slated
last, for a June 22nd release; out of the five records West was
involved with, it received the least amount of fanfare surrounding its imminent
release; and sure, it features eight tracks instead of seven (all of West’s
other records this summer have been structured around seven tracks), but it
also wasn’t available for public consumption until June 23rd.
“Sometimes you have to
wait on greatness,” G.O.O.D Music president Pusha T said on Instagram,
promoting the album’s release on Saturday—easy for you to say, Push; your album
was first in succession, and it arrived on time. Five weeks later, West’s strategy
of working on a record until the very last possible second (and sometimes
beyond) found him burnt out creatively, maxing out the goodwill of listeners
who eagerly gathered around the computer on Thursday night for the
live-streamed listening parties, who blindly pre-ordered merchandise bundles,
and who eagerly downloaded these albums once they were available.
Who is Teyana Taylor?
The short answer is she’s a 27 year old singer, loosely
associated with Kanye West and G.O.O.D Music, and even with West’s production
and being included in the hype of this five week release cycle, Taylor is not
charismatic enough to carry herself through these eight tracks.
Keep That Same Energy
is a tragic choice for an album title, because both she, and West, are unable
to do that—this album is more or less fucking terrible.
Here’s the thing—Keep
That Same Energy doesn’t start off on a fucking terrible note. It’s
actually very promising—or at least, the first two proper songs, “Gonna Love
Me” and “Issues/Hold On” are both outstanding, showcasing Taylor’s vocal
prowess as a modern R&B chanteuse, and harkening back to West’s earliest
production techniques, while finding him working in a rather reserved,
understated way.
Without a doubt, K.T.S.E
would be an amazing record if the whole thing were to maintain this kind of
affect; however, this is not the case, and even before it hits the halfway
mark, the whole thing just falls apart into bloated, over-sexualized garbage.
Who is Teyana Taylor?
She was, apparently, featured on West’s opus My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy,
though I’m not entirely certain in what capacity; later in 2010, she sang the
refrain on “Christmas in Harlem,” given away as part of the ‘G.O.O.D Friday’
music series, then later released in a much truncated version. She also made
contributions to the G.O.O.D Music collaborative album, Cruel Summer—specifically singing the outro to “To The World.”
In 2014, her first proper album, VII, was released, debuting within the top 20, though it performed
poorly after its first week; prior to that and even prior to her contributions
to MBDTF, Taylor had been on the cusp
of stardom for years, circling it through a failed deal with Star Trak,
Pharrell Williams’ now defunct label, as well as her appearance on an episode
of MTV’s “My Super Sweet Sixteen,” time spent as a ‘video vixen,’ and a one off
single, “Google Me,” from a decade ago.
In a sense, including Taylor in the ‘Wyoming Sessions’ album
cycle was a chance for her to really come into her own—the opportunity to put a
persona or at the very least, a face, with the name you see listed after
‘featuring’ on a song in your iTunes library. However, K.T.S.E. is a missed opportunity, and Taylor does not come into her
own as a performer at all throughout the album’s eight tracks and its
mercifully short running time (22 minutes, making it the shortest of the
Jackson Hole, Wyoming records.)
The album begins to fall apart around the time West arrives
as a featured guest, on the dirge-like “Hurry,” and it really only gets worse
from there by the time the cringe-inducing, embarrassing “3Way” begins—a song
about exactly what you think it would be. It boasts Taylor cooing such lines
as, “I’ma take off my skirt, then she
gon’ touch me right there,” and comes complete with a guest verse from D-
List G.O.O.D Music rapper and crooner Ty Dolla $ign, who delights the listener
with such fascinating lyrics as, “You, on
my face, ride me like the Wraith,” and “I
watch you lickin on her while I beat it from the back.”
From there, the album descends even further, with the
generic, trap-inspired slink of “Rose in Harlem,” a song that finds Taylor
attempting to frenetically rap (spoiler alert: she’s not very convincing),
followed by a very bland sounding attempt at uplifting pop/R&B on “Never
Would Have Made It.”
The album ends on a baffling, raunchy note—“W.T.P”—or, “Work
This Pussy” is a kaleidoscopic and dizzying track, yet confounding in its
production. Based around a sample of a song by the same name, by Go Bitch Go!,
the song pays homage to the Harlem Ballroom scene, and incorporates appearances
from the gender bending queer rapper Mykki Blanco. The whole thing winds up
being a bit of a clusterfuck of ideas—Blanco’s vocals and the sampled voice
saying “Work This Pussy” over and
over again leads one to believe that it is a real tribute to ball culture in
Harlem, however, Taylor’s lyrics, delivered through an Auto Tuned warble, are
brief, unimaginative, and hyper sexual—and take away from whatever the intent
of this song may have been.
Who is Teyana Taylor?
I think we’re still waiting to find out—at this rate, we may
never actually find out. This album certainly is not going to tell us.
Keep That Same Energy
is not one of the worst album’s I’ve ever heard, but it’s the kind of thing
that will not be sticking around on my computer’s hard drive. It’s an
amalgamation of unfortunate misses, making for a maddeningly uneven and
disappointing listen.
Rest in peace to ‘Yeezy Season.’ You flew too close to the
sun.
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