Nicki Minaj appeared on the The Ellen DeGeneres Show last October ago bearing gifts for two little girls who have become Internet ‘famous’ for their cutesy cover of her wild hit ‘Super Bass’. As well as books, guitars, clothes or anything else the two sisters might desire, Minaj promised copies of her debut album Pink Friday before quickly clarifying to the audience they would be receiving the clean version. This disclaimer was for those knowing listeners who would have heard the brightly-dressed rapper articulate how she would defecate on her competition on ‘Did It On ‘Em’, or refer herself as that c-word who would “kick that hoe, punt” on ‘Roman’s Revenge’. For those who picked up on her nervous, crooked smile that day, the Nicki Minaj conundrum is palpable. Having announced her arrival two years ago as the most monstrous MC on Kanye West’s ‘Monster’, she’s since struggled to blend her hardened lyrical style with a more conventional pop guise she seems dead set on inhabiting.
Pink Friday suffered badly from this blending of tones and essentially Minaj has repeated the format on its follow up Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded. Only this time, instead of weaving in and out of various genres track-to-track, she’s compartmentalised her styles into clearly defined sections within the album. So on the opening seven songs we’re treated to what are surely the hottest string of hip-hop jams of the year. Opener ‘Roman Holiday’, for example, is a return to Minaj’s pseudo-Charles Dickens cockney accent as she spits hard and fast over a bombastic beat. This unusual brogue has become easy to spoof by those who choose to, but there’s no doubt that Nicki is a fantastic MC regardless of what gear she operates in.
The production over the album’s fantastic first leg mostly consists of the minimalist ‘drip drip’ beats Minaj’s boss Lil Wayne popularised some time ago with ‘A Milli’. ‘Beez in the Trap’ goes further back in time, recalling The Neptunes at their toughest, while Wayne himself makes an appearance on ‘Roman Reloaded’, the pick of Nicki’s famous friends invited to drop a verse that includes Rick Ross, Cam’ron and Drake. But it’s solo jam ‘Come on a Cone’ that is the one outstanding highlight. It’s another showy track for Minaj’s fire-breathing rapping and combative lyrics. “When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I’m winning,” she asserts, addressing her daytime television appearance. But is she winning? Towards the end of ‘Come on a Cone’ the beat drops and Nicki croons acappella “stick my dick in your face”. Hilarious, yes, not just because of the ridiculous lyric, but because it’s SUng is a deliberately overstuffed, wheezy vocal that resembles so many failed reality TV contestants (and a few successful ones, mind).
This amusing idea just further muddies the waters as to who exactly Nicki Minaj is. Why parody the pop world when so desperately seeking its acceptance? Further complicating the Minaj puzzle is that she would actually make a wonderful pop star. Her star quality is unquestionable; that was evident on ‘Super Bass’. But her singing voice is weak and she often struggles with the basics like staying in key. Compounding these constraints is Minaj’s barmy decision making. On lead single ‘Starships’, for example, she delivers a cheap, insipid club jam, indistinguishable from the dozens of strident, faceless tracks that fill late-night dancefloors but aren’t really for listening to when not intoxicated.
‘Starships’ kick starts four tracks co-produced by RedOne, the man behind many of Lady Gaga’s string of hits, and he badly lets Nicki down with an uninspired set of dated Europop instrumentals. Equally awful are the syrupy ballads that clutter the album’s closing third, like ‘Marilyn Monroe’ and ‘Young Forever’. Terrible songs, yes, but they also badly expose Minaj’s vocal limitations as she attempts to imitate Rihanna, coming across more as a desperate YouTube pop wannabe.
At a bloated 19 tracks, making it to the end of Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded kills any goodwill its opening act garners. Choosing to ignore the majority of the album is an option, of course, but that’s not good enough for an artist whose talent is not being mined correctly. Right now, an appreciation for Minaj relies on heavy filtering. Dean Van Nguyen
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KEY TRACKS: ‘COME ON A CONE’, ‘BEEZ IN THE TRAP’, ‘STARSHIPS’.
FOR FANS OF: LIL WAYNE, LADY GAGA, RIHANNA.











