GI: UNDERWORLD

An album cover reminiscent of Faust's Walpurgis Night with tracks that reciprocate the knowledge of the German writer.  

In 2004 a small production company named WorkinClassRecords established itself in the heart of Ballymun, Co Dublin becoming the catalyst for a never before whispered idea- Irish rap.
Since then it has raised the soul of a desecrated genre from the abyss and the latest product of that growth comes from one of it's youngest members, GI with his new album Underworld.

One can best describe the album as a portrayal of the futility of life spent sandwiched between drug abuse and social turmoil. There is a level of truth which GI is able to get across when he begins to spit his lyrics and he does not lack any credentials with mic.
The beats, while they lay a good bed for each track, play second fiddle to the lyrics and can often seem drowned out. It may be a blessing in disguise, as with the album you get the sense that it is all about the man behind the voice and the story he has to tell.

The unique sound of gritty Irish rap vocals flourishes throughout the album and may well give our nation the foundations for a reputation on the global scene. Far from bearing any similarity to the U.K grime scene across the sea, it does bring "that something different" which the likes of Mike Skinner provided for British rap in the early 00's

Tracks such as Don, Frozen Ponds and Soul Searchin' (which features WorkinClass member Costello) are laced with articulation and street knowledge that Dre could tip his hat to. The poetic rythmn and creativity GI displays takes the album to soaring heights, and any hope you or me had of becoming successful rappers to an emasculating low!

Underworld is refreshing as well as relieving (for all of us worried we live in a country devoid of a proper rap scene) and GI himself has a voice and the knowledge that should be the envy of many a weightier reputation.