The Devil’s Dream Dossier – Fabp aka Fabpz the Freelancer (reviewed by Dave Franklin)

If hip-hop and rap, and the myriad cross-pollination and hybrids that they spawned, were all about pushing boundaries and creating new musical worlds, it is now left to those in the underground and skirting the peripheries of those forms to be left holding the torch. As this once revolutionary genre settled in to a safe, central sonic space bowing down to fashion driven templates and playing corporate money games, it is to the fringes you have to look to find the next wave of subversives. Subversives such as Fabpz The Freelancer.

Whether hat he does is hip-hop or rap or anything else for that matter has ceased to be important, after all, if you give it a name you define it, if you define it you confine it and expect it to follow the expectations you have forced upon it. This isn’t the place for that. Maybe this is punk-hop, a rap-turous blend of swirling sounds – afro-beat, hip-hop, R’n’B, techno, rave, rap, electro and everything in between? Maybe. But it is from such strange sonic experiments that new forms emerge, new directions of travel are found and that makes Fabpz a pioneer, one which in decades to come will be one of the dots building lines joining past founding fathers such as Kool Herc and Afrika Bambaataa to whatever the leading lights of the mid 21st century may emerge.

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