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Dirty Gold (Deluxe)


Download links and information about Dirty Gold (Deluxe) by Angel Haze. This album was released in 2013 and it belongs to Hip Hop/R&B, Rap genres. It contains 16 tracks with total duration of 01:08:29 minutes.

Artist: Angel Haze
Release date: 2013
Genre: Hip Hop/R&B, Rap
Tracks: 16
Duration: 01:08:29
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No. Title Length
1. Sing About Me 3:35
2. Echelon (It's My Way) 3:34
3. A Tribe Called Red 4:37
4. Deep Sea Diver 4:48
5. Black Synagogue 6:49
6. Angels & Airwaves 4:21
7. April's Fool 3:20
8. White Lilies / White Lies 5:18
9. Battle Cry (featuring Sia) 4:52
10. Black Dahlia 5:29
11. Planes Fly 4:27
12. Dirty Gold 4:45
13. Rose-Tinted Suicide 2:14
14. Vinyl 3:46
15. Crown 3:07
16. New York 3:27



A poet-turned-rapper who uses lyrics like "live everyday like it's your last" and actually seems to mean them, Angel Haze's debut album sounds, at times, like the cerebral Mos Def and the sly Missy Elliot spliced into one MC (check the epic "Black Synagogue") while other times, it's a hooky-meets-old-school alternative affair, something like Digable Planets as a G-Unit-affiliated crew ("Echelon [It's My Way]" being the proof). Adding to this wild, inspired jumble is the Death Grips-like backstory where Haze leaked Dirty Gold early because her label, Island Records, was dragging its feet, but there are poptacular moments here that sound born and bred for radio (for a killer hip-hop power-ballad sandwich, just place Haze's "Battle Cry" between B.o.B.'s "Airplanes" and Eminem's "Survival") so is she an artist in, or out, of the system? The biggest complaint about Dirty Gold is that it's too big and too bold to answer this question succinctly, although worrying about where to file Haze matters little when this overwhelming effort offers a sultry ode to strippers that paints them as majestic sirens with soul-crushing backstories ("White Lilies/White Lies"). Religious doctrines get a boot upside the head with a "Get Ur Freak On" backbeat ("Tribe Called Red") plus, on the Deluxe version, the perils of depression are dealt with through rap and moody, modern composition ("Rose-Tinted Suicide"), and in the end, the album is as intriguing and perplexing as mixing Cirque du Soleil, Ornette Coleman, and Noam Chomsky. Dirty Gold is certainly a flawed debut, and yet it's not what's inside that's flawed, it's just the container's inability to hold such OCD-ish genius. [A Deluxe Edition added four bonus tracks.]