The Funks In My Corner: A Groove-Filled Love Letter from Funkface
Alright, let me just say this straight off the bat—Funkface’s The Funks In My Corner is one of those albums that sneaks up on you. It doesn’t come at you with all guns blazing; instead, it slides into your playlist like an old friend who knows exactly how to make you smile. Hailing from the Netherlands and released under Alabianca Records, this hip-hop/RnB-swing fusion feels like a warm hug wrapped in velvet. And yeah, I know "warm hug" sounds cheesy, but trust me, it fits.
Let’s talk tracks for a sec because there are two here that really stuck with me. First up is “When Our Love Walks By.” Man, this song hits different. The beat has this laid-back swing vibe, like strolling down a sunlit street where everything moves just a little slower. But what gets me every time is the lyrics—they’re simple, almost conversational, yet they hit right in the feels. Like, when he talks about catching glimpses of love in everyday moments? That resonated with me hard. It’s not overproduced or trying too hard; it’s just... real. You can tell Funkface isn’t faking the emotion here. He’s lived these words, and damn if that doesn’t shine through.
Then there’s “The Funk’s In My Corner,” which is basically the heartbeat of the whole album. This track is pure swagger—a mix of smooth basslines and jazzy undertones that scream confidence without being cocky. There’s something about the way the horns kick in halfway through that makes you sit up straighter, like, “Oh, we’re doing this now?” It’s impossible not to nod along or even bust out a little chair dance (no judgment). Honestly, after listening to this track, I found myself walking around my apartment like I owned the place. Confidence boost unlocked.
One thing I gotta mention is how effortlessly Funkface blends genres. Hip-hop meets RnB meets swing? On paper, that sounds messy as hell. But somehow, it works. Maybe it’s because the Dutch music scene seems to have this knack for experimenting without losing authenticity. Whatever it is, it clicks.
Now, here’s the kicker—the unexpected part. Listening to this album made me realize something kinda weird. Music doesn’t always need to reinvent the wheel to be great. Sometimes, it just needs to remind you why you fell in love with wheels in the first place. The Funks In My Corner isn’t groundbreaking in the traditional sense, but it’s soulful, genuine, and unapologetically itself. And honestly? That might be more important.
So go ahead, give it a spin. Just don’t blame me if you start strutting around like you’ve got the funk in your corner too.
