Excuse my self-sensored language, but Charles Hamilton is fu**in’ weird. There’s no way around it. The guy got his big break as one of XXL’s Freshmen Class of ’09 and then went on the mess everything up for himself. He got punched in the face by a girl, pissed off the family of the late great J Dilla, got dropped by his label, randomly started using a pink wheelchair, checked in to several mental hospitals for a self-diagnosed “broken heart”, and made himself stop making music for awhile because “It got to the point where I started talking in rhymes all the time, even in just regular conversations”. Yeah, that shit cray. In a bad way. The worst part for the fans has been that all the music he’s been putting out for the last couple years has been as weird and unstable as his mental state. Until now: I’m feeling this. Hopefully things work out well for Charles in 2012 (and the world doesn’t end). He’s talented and I’d hate to see him waste that. I’m rooting for him.
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