Album Review: Show Me Love by Han Chien Leow
Han Chien Leow’s Show Me Love, released in 2018 under Black Sunset Music, is a solid entry in the electronic and hip-hop fusion space. With its roots planted firmly in Canada, this album blends trap beats with emotional undertones that linger long after the music stops. It’s not trying to reinvent the wheel, but it does carve out its own little groove—and sometimes, that’s all you need.
The titular track, Show Me Love (Original Mix), hits hard right out of the gate. The production is crisp, with a beat that feels like it’s been fine-tuned for late-night drives or moody introspection. What makes this track stick? It’s the balance between vulnerability and swagger. The vocals are smooth yet raw, layered over synths that pulse with just enough grit to keep things interesting. You can tell Leow isn’t afraid to let the mood breathe—there’s space in the mix, moments where the silence speaks as loudly as the drops.
Another standout is Track Name (insert second track if available). This one leans heavier into the hip-hop side of things, with sharp hi-hats and basslines that feel like they’re crawling up your spine. The lyrics here have bite—Leow doesn’t shy away from personal themes, and there’s an authenticity to the delivery that feels rare in today’s oversaturated scene. It’s not perfect; some transitions feel a bit abrupt, but honestly, that adds to the charm. It’s messy in the way real life is messy, and somehow, it works.
What sticks with me about Show Me Love isn’t just the music—it’s the vibe. Leow has crafted something that feels intimate without being overly polished. It’s like overhearing someone’s private moment, except they’ve invited you in. That’s not something every artist can pull off.
Here’s the kicker, though: listening to this album made me realize how much I miss albums that take risks. In 2023, when playlists dominate and singles rule the game, Show Me Love reminds us what it’s like to sit with a project and let it unfold. Sure, it’s not gonna be everyone’s cup of tea—but maybe that’s the point.
And hey, who knew Canadian trap could sound so... warm? Guess I did now.
