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For years, Boldy James has existed in a relentless flow-state, muttering exquisitely worded crime-life imagery over boom-bap beats at such a relentless clip that no one had any time to select aside all his metaphors. Right now, Boldy is laid up within the hospital, recovering from a automotive accident that briefly landed him within the ICU. (Boldy\u2019s publicist assures me that he\u2019s getting higher: \u201cIt will be a slow process and a long road, but he\u2019s getting stronger everyday.\u201d) Last week, just some days after his accident and a month after his final LP, Boldy got here out with Indiana Jones<\/em>, a complete new album that he recorded with producer RichGains, one half of the Blended Babies, earlier than his accident. The document pushes Boldy\u2019s voice in some sudden instructions.<\/p>\n On \u201cElectric Blue,\u201d Boldy remains to be Boldy, and he\u2019s nonetheless arising with artistic methods to explain his years shifting \u201cthat Will Ferrell\u201d: \u201cEighteen for the pastries\/ Whippin\u2019 gingerbread, I\u2019m the baker\u2019s man,\u201d \u201cTurned a half a ki to a masterpiece.\u201d But the sound is totally different. With its bleary psychedelic guitars and with Jonathan Chapman\u2019s faraway indie-rock voice, \u201cElectric Blue\u201d sounds unfastened and floaty. Guitars echo the morse-code synth-bleeps of Kid Cudi\u2019s \u201cDay \u2018N\u2019 Nite,\u201d and the itchy drum sample forces Boldy to change up his cadence. It\u2019s a delicate shift for Boldy, and it additionally serves to remind the world that Boldy can discover stunning methods to speak about ugly issues. Here\u2019s hoping he will get effectively quickly. \u2014Tom<\/em><\/p>\n<\/p><\/div>\n