In preparation for his free 1977 LP release at 1AM this morning, Terius Nash, bka The-Dream, photographed himself buying iPods, chocolate and Victoria’s Secret gift bags for a release party at his house, reflecting a good-natured side mostly absent on the album. The type of cocky resentment and brokenhearted pleading The-Dream perfected on his Love albums is redirected on 1977 from women to imitative R&B singers. For the last 48 months, you can’t front/ I put that ass on the map, he sings on “Ghetto.” See I created this sound/ Yes sure I shut it down/ There’s only one number one/ These other ni**as are my sons. In the year since The-Dream released Love King, the genre’s conversation has been dominated by newcomers, whose presence Nash attacks all over the record, unencumbered by label politics. See I’m embedded/ And your 15 minutes are almost up/ Socialite/ I wish you would roll up/ Don’t try me. He’s angry and emotional, but when he sings it, and really he when he sings anything, Nash jams.
Download: Terius Nash’s 1977 LP