"Almost midway into Pilot Talk, there's a line that gets right to the heart of Curren$y's appeal: "Xbox web browser/ Download a updated NBA roster/ Play a 82-game season/ Condo full of snacks, Spitta not leaving." Not too many rappers could get away with bragging about sitting in their apartments all day playing NBA Liveand eating Doritos, and even fewer would try. But Curren$y has hit a certain level of mixtape-level cult stardom in part because he's perfected his amiable everydude stoner persona, and that comes across vividly in that line even though he never mentions weed. He doesn't have to; it's implied. The other thing about that line is its specificity. Curren$y's not just a guy who plays NBA Live all day; he's also one who makes sure he does it right, getting the updated roster. It might harsh his buzz if new Bull Carlos Boozer suddenly turned up in his old Utah Jazz uniform. He appreciates the smaller things."

The opening paragraph of this Pitchfork review of the new Curren$y album is pretty spot on, mostly because I've definitely had that thought at one point while listening to that track, and a couple others on that album, while sitting in my apartment eating Doritos and feeling elite. I've been bumping that album a lot since it came out earlier this summer, been burning it for my friends, recommending it to strangers. For fear of sounding too Pitchfork-happy, I'll just say that yeah, it is a perfect mid-summer album, especially if you have to spend three days cleaning your new house because the previous tenant was a hoarder.

[Tom Breihan, Pitchfork, 7/30/2010]