Album Review: Ruffian by Charlie Chaplin – A Jamaican Sonic Journey
If you're into music that blends raw reggae vibes with the punchy grit of hip-hop, then Ruffian by Charlie Chaplin is an album worth your time. Released under RAS Records Inc., this record dives deep into Ragga HipHop—a style that feels like it was made for those who love their beats heavy and their lyrics sharp. Hailing from Jamaica, Chaplin doesn’t just deliver tracks; he tells stories soaked in culture, struggle, and swagger.
Let’s talk about two standout cuts from the album: “Ruffian” and its counterpart, “Ruffian (Version).” Now, these aren’t just songs—they’re experiences. The title track kicks things off with a bassline so thick you can practically feel it vibrating through your chest. Chaplin's flow rides effortlessly over the rhythm, spitting bars that hit hard but also leave room for reflection. It’s one of those tunes where the hook sticks to your brain after just one listen—not because it’s overly catchy in a pop sense, but because it feels real. You know what I mean? Like, this isn’t some polished-for-radio anthem—it’s got dirt under its nails, and that makes it memorable.
Then there’s “Ruffian (Version),” which flips the script entirely. This remix—or reimagining—isn’t just a lazy copy-paste job. Nope. Instead, it strips back some layers, letting the instrumental breathe while adding subtle tweaks that give it a whole new vibe. It’s kinda like hearing the same story told by two different people—same core message, totally fresh perspective. There’s something hypnotic about how the beat loops around itself here, pulling you deeper into Chaplin’s world without ever feeling repetitive.
What really stands out about Ruffian as a whole is how unapologetically Jamaican it feels. From the production choices to Chaplin’s delivery, every element screams authenticity. And yet, it’s not stuck in any sort of genre box. The fusion of reggae and hip-hop works seamlessly, creating a sound that could easily vibe on both dancehall floors and underground rap playlists. Credit goes to RAS Records for letting Chaplin stay true to his roots rather than forcing him into a more commercial mold.
But here’s the kicker—the unexpected part that’ll stick with me long after writing this review: listening to Ruffian feels like hanging out with someone who doesn’t care whether you like them or not. That might sound weird, but hear me out. Some artists try too hard to win you over, layering on hooks and polish until all the edges are smoothed out. Not Chaplin. He gives you his truth straight up, no chaser, and lets you decide if you’re along for the ride. Honestly? That kind of confidence is rare—and refreshing.
So yeah, if you’re looking for music that hits harder than most mainstream stuff these days, give Ruffian a spin. Just don’t expect perfection wrapped in shiny paper. What you get instead is raw, rugged, and real—and sometimes, that’s exactly what we need.
