This isn’t because of a lack of ingenuity or creativity on Cudi’s part, but rather because the decision to act as the project’s sole producer didn’t do him any favors.” Dre’s classic 2001… Indicud is an at-times very good album, but it’s certainly no 2001. :: XXL Mag cautiously states the following: “When Kid Cudi first announced his third solo LP, Indicud, he likened it to his own version of Dr. Although there is certainly room for improvement, there are no glaring flaws present on the album.” :: The Rapgenius blog seems a bit more upbeat about it: “A very diverse, very well-crafted album. In spite of its brighter outlook, though, Indicud is still a Kid Cudi record, and like its predecessors, it’s a long, unhurried listen, paced like drifting fog. Club notes, “For the first time, Cudi is more interested in throwing an actual party than a pity party, and with his bass-engulfed beats and chewy, sing-along hooks, he’s well-suited to the task. But Cudi’s pitchy-dawg voice remains his own worst enemy.” :: Rolling Stone is equally unenthusiastic: “Someday this Cleveland MC/producer/former weed enthusiast will find the lyrical and vocal charisma to match the scrumptiously dark, quasi-industrial tenor of his moody beats. Where it falls apart for Cudi is an utter lack of planning.” :: Consequence Of Sound sadly laments, “Cudi’s once-promising rap skills are now without depth or panache,” and later adds, “When he’s not singing about his personal demons, Indicud springs to life. (The album was the top seller on iTunes all last week.) But for those curious about what online scribes were so up in arms about, you can catch our roundup of reviews below. Music is, of course, subjective, and at least fans of Cudder seem to be digging the beats found on Indicud.
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