The Carters: Everything Is Love review Beyonc and Jay-Z celebrate their marriage and magnificence
The duos surprise release, rooted far more in hip-hop than R&B, embraces their romantic bliss and phenomenal wealth as well as highlighting racism in the US
It may seem an odd thing to say about a record thats a guaranteed smash hit, but theres a sense in which Everything Is Love represents a rather dicey undertaking, and not merely because it features Beyonc rapping more heavily than it features Beyonc singing. Its clearly intended as the third part of a trilogy. After Lemonade, her album packed with hell-hath-no-fury revelations of infidelity and emotional ruin, and 4:44, his album of agonised mea-culpa guilt, comes the joint album affirming Beyonc and Jay-Zs renewed romantic bliss. We broke up and got back together, raps the latter on the closing Lovehappy. Now were happy in love, adds his wife.
Its very existence runs the risk of making the two releases that preceded it seem less like urgent, brave exorcisms of pent-up emotions the duos equivalent of Blood on the Tracks or Here, My Dear, albums their authors felt they had to make almost like a therapy session as Jay-Z put it last year than stages in a carefully premeditated plan to wring as much capital out of the couples nuptial discord as possible. It doesnt take away from the musical contents of those preceding records, both artistic highlights in their respective makers oeuvres. But it does make them look a little more obviously calculated, very clearly underlining that the whole business is as much an exercise in brand management as soul-baring artistry.