

Debates about the quality of his music – whether he could rap, or did justice to the musicians he sampled – have become muted. Lil Peep did as much to prop up the mythos of the rockstar prematurely departed, as he was consumed by it: “Call me Cobain, she can see the pain/Look me in the eyes, tell me we are not the same”. Not eerily so, for part of his charm lay in the tragedy and self-knowing passion of choruses proclaiming: “And as long as I’m alive, Imma die, baby” or “These drugs are callin’ me, do one more line, don’t fall asleep”. In death, a great number of Lil Peep lyrics seem prescient. WalkingĪbout in a town of 8,000 in Slovenia last summer, a piece of graffiti caught my Small tribute (“in tears over this, man I miss peep”), are countless. Professing a kinship with Lil Peep’s own dark moments, giving a quick thanks or The comments on YouTube or Soundcloud sincerely Personal and intimate: Cherwell’s own Joe Bavs, writing in the wake of a 2017Ĭoncert, would posit that he was “our greatest living icon” – both gig andĬrowd spirited if amateurish. Attraction to and connection with any artist are Reason there seems to be this really big following for dark edgy rappers”,Įxemplified by Lil Peep.

It is less of an aural disharmony that permeates Hellboy, than a tumultuous personal navigation of ennui and earnestness, fulfillment and fading away.ĭigital archaeology might illuminate Fantano’s puzzlement at how “for whatever These songs all make extensive use of samples, the bassline of an Underoath song or a Blink-182 acoustic are recognizable, yet are assimilated into Lil Peep’s own sonic world. ‘Fucked Up’ mixes raw sexual desire with the regret of taking drugs, while ‘The Song They Played (When I Crashed Into the Wall)’ is a bittersweet, whirlwind look at a past life. Some part of his psyche remains deliberately impenetrable: on the titular track, he raps, “You don’t even know what I been through”. Any album attempting to thematically explore a gamut of feelings, a variety of confused, chaotic experiences quickly runs into difficulties.

Yet, this disregards how appeal of emo music partly lays in the realm of the affective.

If the lyrics, delivered through off-pitch vocals and melodramatic production, seem turgid, self-absorbed, even dangerous, then they naturally seem to amount to an aesthetic nothing. Further controversy surrounds Peep’s subject matter: the extensive drug use, the apparent beautification of suicide, and the generally self-destructive way that he navigates sex and emotions. “Tears in my diary stuff”, scorns music reviewer Anthony Fantano: the “worst and most extreme” of edgy Soundcloud rap. “I used to wanna kill myself/Came up, still wanna kill myself/My life is goin’ nowhere/I want everyone to know that I don’t care” – and then repeat, for the chorus of OMFG. Reduced to bare lyrics, some songs seem repetitive, juvenile, even shallow. It is the finalĪs the face of a newer brand of emo, his music has always attracted complaints. Imagine Lil Peep’s tortured universe enmeshing with their own. It is as if he’s speaking directly to the listener, and in this moment one can You go through”, he sings, as the Aphex Twin sample fades into the next track. Just wanna lay my head on your chest, so I’m close as it gets to your heart/WeĬan fall apart, start over again”, he promises. Instrumental of ‘We Think Too Much’is the album’s most serene point: “I At times, a briefĬlarity emerges, searing, scary, and surprising as he seeks out hope in They emerge clearly from a sea of emotions, allowing us toĭiscern his alternation between anguish, frustration, apathy. Like earlier mixtapes, is sample heavy, his vocals are no longer layered over other The atmosphere is depressive rather than abrasive. Hip-hop production, moody alternative rock, and distinctive reverb-heavy vocals. Mixtape, Lil Peep (real name Gustav Åhr) creatively combines electronic and The release of his fifth and final mixtape on major streaming platforms, exactly four years after it first came out, offers an opportunity to rethink the ascent and tragedy of one of underground emo rap’s gems. In 2017, Lil Peep died of a drug overdose. In 2016, Lil Peep’s Hellboy mixtape dropped on Soundcloud.
