I can understand why some people can't really get into this whole album. A lot of it is really out there and doesn't vibe to beats you can really nod your head to. But I like strange, off-the-beaten-path music and this stuff certainly qualifies.
"Vent" kicks off the album with a steady, relentless drum-roll beat, what sounds like highly tortured backwards guitar, layers of trademark sampled percussion and Martina repeating, " Can't hardly breath" - very claustrophobic. "Christiansands" and "Tricky Kid" are fabulous - classic Tricky. "Bad Dream" is less compelling but pretty good. "[She] Makes Me Wanna Die" has a laid-back hip-hop beat with nice vocals and melody. But the lyrics make me kind of uncomfortable - especially listening with my girlfriend. I don't know, sweetly singing "She makes me wanna die" is uncomfortably creepy to me.
No one should be complaining that they can't understand the "Ghetto Youth;" neither can I, but I find the cant fascinating and I'm grateful to be exposed to something so alien to me. If I rejected all the vocals I couldn't understand, I'd have to get rid of nearly half my CDs!
"Sex Drive" has that fluttering, rolling off the rails quality one hears in "Vent." "Bad Things" is murky and dark while "Lyrics of Fury" is a hyperkenetic rap. "My Evil is Strong" is very experimental, very rambling and pure genius. Finally, "Piano" has an ominous atmosphere. Tricky recites a staggered rap over what sounds like breathing machines pumping in rhythm to the spare piano chords.
Not for everyone, but it took me a few listens to digest the compellingly innovative sounds on this album. Tricky's where it's at!