NEW RELEASE: Drake’s Nothing Was The Same!

September 24, 2013

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He is Aubrey Graham to some but Drake to the world. This Toronto-native has gone from being an unlikely rapper to an accepted rapper to one of the best and most respected in the game. With Take Care we entered a Drake era, however with his follow-up record, Nothing Was The Same, we are welcoming you into the Drake regime. Enjoy.

Nothing Was The Same has arguably been one of the most anticipated albums of the season. We’ve counted down the days only to take a breath of relief; it’s everything we expected and more. The Canadian MC added some confidence here and a bit of reflective there. You’ll be window-gazing one minute, flying out through the pane the next.

We’ve heard the rags-to-riches story over and over, even Drake declares his progress through “started from the bottom, now we’re here” but alas the bottom is relative and irrelevant to him. It might seem the record is circled around his past but it’s really the present we’re talking about. This atmospheric third album reflects the search; the reflection of what has been and most importantly, what is. Any average Joe knows nothing will ever be the same. Drake is taking us beyond that. He is telling us nothing ever was the same, which might be hard to wrap your mind around at first. So let’s just say the brooding, self-conscious man we were introduced to through 2011’s Take Care is gone. He’s worked for this fame and it’s time to own it.

Thirteen tracks mixed and mastered to make up the basic version of Nothing Was The Same, all comes together to tell the story.

Tuscan Leather

A Whitney Houston sample is chopped up, sped up and spun around three verses. Choruses? What’s that? Drake doesn’t need a chorus! He makes his own rules. “This is nothin’ for the radio, but they’ll still play it though,” he vaunts outrageously, before suggesting a new slogan for DZ-FM: “Heavy airplay all day with no chorus.” Producer Noah “40” Shebib and Drake are just plain bodacious on this album opener. “How much time is this n****r spending on the intro” Drake rhymes, and the answer is 6 minutes and 6 seconds. We’re hardly keeping up with his words; each and every one being of equal worth so you might want to play it back once more.

Furthest Thing

A more somber and auto-tuned Drake now sings to us, admitting he’s less than perfect. Singing to a lover, he hates that she doesn’t belong to him but he’s got too much going on to come back to her. It seems he’s accepting of it all as the song breaks to the outro where Drake realizes this is the life for him.

Started From The Bottom

The lead single off the album and easily the most memorable. Drake riddles it over and over until we’re aware, he started from the bottom… and now he’s here. With some speaker-testing beats, you can nod along to this track on any given night. The track itself is less than 3 minutes long but you’ll be replaying it in your head for weeks. That’s a guarantee!

Wu-Tang Forever

While recalling to an old 90’s Hip-Hop clan, Drake rhymes on a smooth track to a girl while telling her his sex belongs solely to her, using Wu-Tang’s It’s Yourz as a mantra. As you continue to listen, the position of the song changes, being more about Drake accepting his own status.

Own It

The Wu-Tang theme continues through to this track. Drake’s not selfish by all means, as he says “Guess whose it is? Guess whose it is? It’s yours.” We’d mistake his subject to be a dog if we didn’t know any better with the playful teasing but the song takes a meaningful turn soon enough. “Next time we f**k, I don’t wanna f**k, I wanna make love” and he’s even pledging he doesn’t just want to talk, he wants to trust. We’re in love.

Worst Behaviour

Being the proud Canadian he is, he’s stayed true to his country with the native spelling of Behaviour. It’s the little things. The song itself is home-oriented as well. Drizzy spits about how “it’s gross what [he] net[s]” and expresses how much he hates not being back in Toronto as much as he’d like to be. This will be a lesson to border-patrol… don’t ask Drake if he has anything to declare. This is it.

From Time

Gorgeously produced with a Chilly Gonzales piano riff elegantly in the back, we enter the first featured track of the album. Jhene Aiko croons “I love me enough for the both of us” which is a gateway for Drake to rap about anything besides money, to going back to being the kid in his basement. He’s stepping back to enjoy the simple things, exactly what this track will let you do. You’ll find more understanding and comfort listening in on this than anywhere else.

Hold On, We’re Going Home

In an interview earlier this week, Drake told us this track was the biggest record of his career. Why? He’s wanted a song that aged extremely well and one that would be timeless. He says he has achieved this with Hold On, We’re Going Home. A confident statement, but it lacks no truth. This is a sweet number that’s been/will be blasting through the radio waves for your afternoon cruising pleasures.


We leave pop land with this track for a slowed down and droopy tune. Drake tells us about a relationship gone-bad while making “home-run” metaphors. “Learn to love people and use things, not the other way around” he coos trying to teach us a lesson while admitting bad habits in relationships die-hard.

The Language

“This has been years in the making, it’s all for the city” referring to home-town of Toronto, “you know I come right every summer” boasting about the OVO Fest he brings home every summer. This track will give you instant access to what Drake might be all about. Nothing too complicated, he’s just here for a good time. Cash Money Records co-founder, Birdman, drops in on the track at the very end rhyming “show times and headlines” with “big times and sunshine” just before Drake finished off the track to lead into the next song…

305 To My City

Referring to his second adopted home of Miami, the track brings on Detail as a guest. The song sits nearly completely flat with a ticking snare as the only indication of a pulse. It’s just another story being told by Drizzy, listen close!

Too Much

We won’t sugar coat it, on Too Much he airs out his family. “Money got my family going backwards/ No dinners, no holidays, no nothing,” he raps before going in on his cousins, uncle and even his mother. “I hate the fact that my mom cooped up in the apartment, telling herself that she’s too sick to get dressed up and go do shit like that’s true shit.” He’s rapping about those who have given up a little on life and he’s not having any of it. Recently having performed this track on Jimmy Fallon, Drake let out a quick apology to his family before ripping into it.

If the rest of the tracks don’t, this one might tie together the title of the record. Drake’s burning bridges and telling it like it is. He’s accepting of who he is but he’s well aware others might not be.

Pound Cake/Paris Morton Music 2

A classy sample from the late jazzman Jimmy Smith opens the two-part closing for the album, “So, hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball…” A confident Drake begins to spit it out referring to his old acquaintances and classmates saying they “went on to be chartered accountants…thinking back on how they treated me, my high school reunion might be worth an appearance, make everybody have to go through security clearance.” A self-congratulatory Jay-Z rhythms in right after on the closing track. Drake’s letting us know some people might not think he’s doing it right, but he knows that, because he’s doing it better. We’re left with nothing to disagree with.

He’s the master of his craft and that’s a fact not up for debate. Nothing Was The Same is now available for purchase on iTunes ( ) so go purchase and have a listen. Tweet us at @weknowthedj to let us know what you think.

-Sara Soulati


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