Album review: Drake, Nothing Was The Same

By Chris Schulz

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If you're looking for a Kanye West you could introduce to your mum, Drake is your man.

Like Yeezus, the Canadian hip-hop star's third album spans a breathtaking expanse of music, from low end sub bass thuds (Started From the Bottom) to Weeknd-style sex jams (Own It), stuttering trip-hop (The Language), soul-laced throwbacks (Furthest Thing) and bedroom-based R&B ballads (Too Much).

But Drake's arms are wide open - he's a far more welcoming prospect than West's chaotic arrogance, and Nothing Was the Same comes with the kind of super-tweaked production sheen only million-dollar-a-day studios can buy.

His lyrics still tend to fly all over the place, but it's his seemingly effortless timing - and his ability to switch between styles and pace at will - that really thrills.

On opener Tuscan Leather, he veers between aggressive boasts about Tom Ford and Gucci to soothing self-empowerment over switched-up Whitney Houston samples with ease.

"I am the kid with the motormouth, I am the one you should worry about," he says on The Language.

With his best album to date in the bag, it's a warning that Kanye should be taking seriously.

Stars: 4.5/5
Verdict: Hip-hop chameleon paints his masterpiece
Click here to buy Nothing was the Same by Drake.

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