With Kweli, the achievement is a matter of degree -- not, as he proclaims, of quality. From his first rock-tinged rap, "Rush," the onetime paragon of hip-hop virtue celebrates his will to do it all -- "Fight, fuck, get buck wild/Kill, chill, make love, have child." The same refusal to accept boundaries fired Reflection Eternal, Kweli's 2000 CD with DJ Hi-Tek, and Quality suffers by losing the focus imposed by a single DJ. But if Bilal's crooning can't spark the embalmed doo-wop of "Talk to You (Lil' Darlin)" and Doug Wimbish's bass doesn't redeem the pro-firearm apologetics of "Gun Music," far more often the rotating guest artists and producers rise to the challenge.
Jay-Z's The Blueprint 2 is a double CD that shares little more with last year's predecessor than a name. Whereas the first volume's slow-simmering, soul-rap stew made up in smooth flava what it lacked in nutrition, The Blueprint 2 opens with Hova's neurotic fear that it was all "A Dream," then goes on to attack that fear with every weapon in his expensive arsenal. For every hard and smooth track, there's a crazy experimentation like the cacophonous "Hovi Baby" or a goofy yet endearing throwaway like "As One," an Earth Wind & Fire remake as shameless as any Puff Daddy hit. In fact, this wildly uneven sprawl recalls the greatest record Puffy will ever be associated with -- the Notorious B.I.G.'s final testament, Life After Death. Where Hova will go from here, no blueprint could predict.