Albums Boldy James x Harry Fraud - BRICKtionary (Discussion Thread)
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The Villain
Superstar
shyt is niiiiice
Fraud trys to imitate alcs style on this, but He nowhere near His level
Rabies is that vintage Boldy
Playaz Eyez
Veteran
Finally on streaming 
Heavy_Handz
Superstar
Harry Fraud been producing so much fire over the years he gets my respect. His wave is totally different than Alchemist with the way he produces for rappers he works with. He is super nice. I can’t believe I’m saying this but over the last couple years I’d put Harry Fraud right with Alchemist.
Fraud was never on the drumless Wave. He trys this shyt with boldy now cause bo Jackson is a Classic.
I think he did great on this project imo.
Playaz Eyez
Veteran
Ain’t ever heard a Harry Fraud beat and thought “he’s trying to sound like Alchemist” 
"For a large swath of the 20th century, the milkman was the definition of dependable, delivering sweet dairy to the homes of Americans on a weekly basis, with the clinking and swishing of glass milk bottles arriving at your door like music to your ears. With the latest release from Boldy James—The Bricktionary, a collaboration album with producer Harry Fraud and his third full-length album on DSPs of 2024—it’s hard not to think of the profession as a fitting analogy for the Detroit rapper. The oft-overlooked artist has remained a beacon of stability for street rap for more than a decade, showing up multiple times a year to weave morbid fairy tales with a deft touch. You can almost set your watch to Boldy’s tense ruminations about the perils of drug dealing and somber vignettes about consequences, or his preemptive “Where we at with it” and “227 ConCreatures” utterances, arriving at your doorstep once a quarter.
A couple years ago, Boldy laid down a gauntlet for himself in an interview, saying, “I’m really just like one of the coolest kids in the schoolyard. So I don’t feel like I can ever oversaturate the market as long as it’s a quality product.” The Bricktionary is a continuation of an astounding run of brilliance, ensuring that his claim remains uncontested. Arriving like a victory lap, the grandeur of Fraud’s production provides an intoxicating foil to Boldy’s steely honesty and delivery. Blanketed by manicured and ever-evolving loops, Boldy wields his blunt bars to take stock of his embattled ascension with immense clarity.
Boldy has long treated his projects as full-length exercises with a singular producer. And while The Bricktionary doesn’t reach the heights of his best collaborations—like Penalty of Leadership, his 2024 album with Nicholas Craven, or The Price of Tea in China, his 2020 opus with The Alchemist—Fraud and Boldy’s chemistry is just as potent. Where Craven and Alchemist often craft arid production landscapes, Fraud’s tracks are markedly busier. An airy 1980s Brit-rock sample opens the floodgates on “Shadowboxing,” granting space to electric guitar shredding as Boldy makes offhand Chappelle Show and Police Academy references. While “Speedy Gonzales” isn’t particularly dense, composition-wise, it’s engaging enough: The blistering drumbeat and elevated BPM make it feel like it should be in the background of a 4-star basketball recruit’s highlight tape. Fraud doesn’t reinvent the wheel—loop-based samples rule the land, stretching and extending through vocal chops, chord progressions, and swelling percussive movements—crafting a realm that feels natural for Boldy.
On The Bricktionary, Boldy’s poise doesn’t feel a hair out of place among Fraud’s increased entropy—even on more mainstream-leaning collaborations like the standout Tee Grizzley-assisted “Cecil Fielder,” where there’s no question about who is wielding control. Boldy’s superpower has always been making minute phrases feel monumental, packing sage wisdom on mortality and precarity into his street chronicles. “This street shyt open game/One minute you him, the next minute you right back on your knuckles,” he raps with trademark assuredness on “Pillar to Post,” keenly aware of how quickly shyt can flip on a dime. Reflection has long been a hallmark of Boldy’s raps, but as he continues to distance himself from the traumatic aftermath of devastating car crash, his range of recollections expands to put his entire journey under a microscope.
Boldy’s level of evocative detail is extraordinary, constructing sprawling worlds from his memories of Detroit in a matter of seconds. Specificities bubble to the forefront of Boldy’s mind like intrusive thoughts: linking with affiliates on street whose names you could only recall if you’d had your own feet planted in them, needing to be convinced not to eliminate a rival on his way to the top, seeing visceral images of bullets going through backs and out of stomachs, and sensing a lie when he hears minute changes in vocal pitches through a phone. On “Harvey Grant,” it feels like he’s introducing you to his entire family tree while doing drops off at the local Target and Home Depot, finishing with a prayer request: “Forgive me for my sins and all the evil in the hearts of men.”
Boldy and Fraud’s technical brilliance on The Bricktionary is direct and precise, not overcomplicated, and it allows their respective production and writing styles to fit like puzzle pieces. This kind of no-frills approach leans on intrinsic quality and dependability, not on bells and whistles and leaps into the stratosphere. Closer “Fish Grease” rambles with a peaceful vocal chorus that could soundtrack an ascension to heaven as Boldy takes the listener through a startlingly frank year-by-year catalog of his close-calls and epic triumphs. “Remember grindin’ in the rain, nights when it was pourin’ down/Now I’m in the Range hydroplanin’, work whiter than a dinette napkin/Hood call me Sir Brick Van Exel a.k.a. Mr. Pyrex Chapman/Clio bangin’ off the lilac, phone slappin’ like a telethon,” he beams with understated satisfaction. It’s true that by most estimates, the milkman began to disappear from public view in the 1960s, stymied by the proliferation of suburbs, grocery stores, and refrigerators. But in Boldy’s delivery, you can almost hear a knowing wink, as if he’s certain his brand of magnetism will never go out of style—no matter how much things change around him."
Boldy James / Harry Fraud: The Bricktionary
