Album Review: Trilla by Rick Ross

A few months ago, when reviewing Rise to Power, I sort of sheepishly copped to a Rick Ross infatuation. I was a reluctant apologist then, suckered in by those shiny hooks. But Trilla, Ross's proper sophomore album, has pushed me, for better or for worse, far deeper into a full-fledged Rick Ross appreciation. It's not a guilty pleasure if you can justify it, right? It boils down to two primary facts: the pricy production and Ross's deep-seated acceptance of his own limitations.

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For all the criticism thrown at Rick Ross' debut -- redundant, nothing new, by the numbers gangsta music, and so on -- the man himself had little reason to reconsider after the album climbed to the top of the charts. Add up his guest appearances and mixtapes and he's a walking bankroll, so it shouldn't be too surprising that his style and attitude toward the album format has changed little on his sophomore release, Trilla. For Ross, the full-length is a place to hold the singles -- big, slick, and grand singles that are hard, hypnotic, and just what's needed to get a gangsta party started.

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