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April 19, 2009
This album is a reflection of the man behind it. Concepts that are conventionally important may be addressed by Teddy’s lyrics, but his approach is unique to his experiences and therefore, yeah, it’s honest. Apple Juice focuses on resisting an external world of directed materialism and personalities tainted by that influence. That resistance is characterized by his sense of humor, which lyrically skips along holding hands with his frustrations. Teddy’s raps are raw, with every gasp for breath left as audible punctuation for his emotionally charged confessional cadence. His production style shows chopped and screwed influences, and sample choices which aren’t trite or obviously borrowed from someone else. Teddy’s backing music isn’t poppy: it mostly serves to emphasize the tone of his metaphorically-laced lyrics.
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