Continuing the surreal theme of the week, onwards to an album from which the songs have no titles, consisting of unreleased demo tracks. Is it bad that I’m enjoying the miscellaneous bits and bobs feel of untitled unmastered more than I liked the over the top feel of Lamar’s supposed magnum opus, To Pimp a Butterfly? It almost feels like I’m going to get in trouble for saying that. Anyway, with the exception of ‘King Kunta’, I like this track, which seems to be the closest thing to a single from the record, more than anything on the preceding album. Okay, it’s got a bit of experimental guest vocalist vibe to it, and no-one seems to be sure who exactly is on it, but that kind of uncaring mish-mash actually suits Lamar well; I feel like he’s at his best when he’s in his more understated mode. Anyway, this has a catchy refrain to go with the usual flair and panache that Lamar brings to his work, and it’s a pretty universally relatable to boot. It won’t be for everyone, of course, because at the end of the day it is still hip hop, but it’s pretty laid back and chilled, so you might be able to get on with it. I like it, and the album is worth a listen as well (Its only about half an hour long), especially if you are suffering from To Pimp a Butterfly withdrawal, which might as well be a real thing the way some people talked about it.