**Ltd Gold Tar Swirl Vinyl

When Apollo Brown and Crimeapple connect, its like old film grain under a projectorgritty, timeless. This album isnt just boom-bap nostalgia; its a rebirth of smoke-stained bars, where Crimeapple plays both poet and philosopher, flipping bilingual “manteca” rhymes with a chef’s precision, stirring up street grime and serving it with a side of sharp wit. Apollo Brown, as always, builds his beats like ancient architecturedusty, soulful, and heavy with forgotten stories. These tracks sound like the cracks in the sidewalk talking back, the perfect companion for long nights and even longer thoughts. Its a sonic novel, a street sermon, with Crimeapples wordplay dancing through it like grease sizzling in a pan, a reminder that even in decay, theres beauty. This, Is Not That.