We Don't Even Live Here

Stefon Alexander's fourth LP of clenched-fist, politicized, and proudly Midwestern hip-hop features production from Lazerbeak and Boys Noize, along with a Justin Vernon cameo.

Less than 20 seconds into We Don’t Even Live Here, on the slow-building, snare-hit “Bumper,” P.O.S. flouts the title of his last solo album, Never Better: “Let’s skip ahead to the next / Pushin’ my own limits / I make it better.” He’s not lying. We Don’t Even Live Here is a solid, confident step forward for the…

A special kind of voice: clean and raw, dangerously numbing and violent, capable of a conversational pace or tearing through raps in an accelerated manner.

Doomtree co-founder P.O.S. brings another sonically dense alt-rap assault with his fourth LP, and although the synth-heavy palette he's working with this time somewhat marginalises his punk edge in favour of a more accessible, electro-orientated sound, he can't exactly be accused of dumbing down or mellowing out, as his witty, in your face lyricism – particularly on anti-Capitalist banger Fuck Your Stuff – proves. The spacey, futuristic-yet-retro vibe calls El-P's production on his and Killer Mike's latest efforts.

P.O.S - We Don't Even Live Here review: I don't wanna think about it, I just wanna get down.