It is also a Drake album made up almost wholly of the parts of Drake albums that send hip-hop purists into conniptions. An album of entrancing club music, it’s a pointed evolution toward a new era for one of music’s most influential stars. “Honestly, Nevermind,” Drake’s seventh solo studio album, which was released on Friday just a few hours after it was announced, is a small marvel of bodily exuberance - appealingly weightless, escapist and zealously free. It’s the sort of renewal you only really find after-hours. What Drake has needed is an opportunity to refresh, a chance to be unburdened of old assumptions. Maintaining the throne is hard work, and the wear and tear were beginning to show. But in recent years, for the first time, it’s felt like the machines might be grinding to a pause. For more than a decade, the Drake factory has been operating at full capacity - recalibrating the relationship between hip-hop, R&B and pop balancing grand-scale ambition with granular experimentation embracing the meme-ification of his celebrity.
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