Tuesday, February 23rd, 2021

Digga D x AJ Tracey – Bringing It Back

Can they kick it?


Samson Savill de Jong: Look any track that contains the bars “I locked up the food for the kids like Boris/And then I let it go like Rashford” has to end in the positive column. This is good though, both men have a tight and well-controlled flow and some solid rhymes, and I like the way they pass the mic back and forth; it feels like a real collaboration. There’s nothing that’s going to keep most people coming back, but it’s enjoyable while it’s on (especially if you like football puns, all of which I thoroughly enjoyed).

Scott Mildenhall: Currently in the Premier League you’ve got players with names including Maupay, Lookman and Chilwell, so surely Digga D can do better than that Peter Crouch line. To use an idiom he and Tracey might like, this is a bit of a Leeds United performance: a lot of running to variable effect. When it works it can be mesmerising, but by the end it can have led nowhere. That’s how “Bringing It Back” feels — not failing; Luke Ayling.

Thomas Inskeep: A head-nodder of a beat, just so-so verses from Digga and AJ. Split the score down the middle, then.

Jeffrey Brister: It’s a great showcase of the performers’ technical skill, but the lack of switch-ups in their flows, combined with a limp chorus and too-long runtime (which, at only three minutes, might be a consequence of the chorus), makes it drag a bit too much in the back half.

John Seroff: Solid enough drill that bears all the standard wobbling bass signifiers, stuttering beats and two adroit (if monotone) flows jittering with internal rhymes. The lack of a clearly defined hook or any diversity in the tempo keeps this from really taking off but, once UK bars open again, I could see “Bringing It Back” being a springtime shout-along chorus of choice.

Andy Hutchins: Good drill beats either accentuate the performers or get out of their way or both; “Bringing It Back” is the sort of unremarkable soundscape that provides runway for both AJ and Digga to lean into flow-first deliveries of low-impact bars without much to festoon the proceedings. AJ’s cleverer — his dexterous Rashford and Bale references are highlights, though “Bale” as an ad-lib is not — and gets further tucked into his crouch (no Peter), so even his chicken shop order sounds fine. Digga, the rising rookie to AJ’s established vet, pales in comparison, his trademark energy lost in an attempt to trade bars with a better. Worse, the conceit of the track is nostalgia for flows that aren’t really even revived, and both men were better on their named antecedents.

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