It's gotten to the point where I can't even imagine the Roots being soft anymore. Not to be dismissive of their first few albums, which were thoughtful without being mushy or maudlin, but their three recent records-- the underrated/overhated alleged-sellout The Tipping Point, the Def Jam-released tightly knit return to rawness Game Theory, and now Rising Down-- are so singularly focused on a kind of distilled, uninhibited force that it's now difficult to think of the Roots as anything but intelligently aggressive firebrands.

You don't throw on these albums if you want to chill out, and Rising Down does more than any of them to express, precisely and without compromise, a specifically African-American but increasingly universal strain of anxiety and frustration. A lot of Rising Down's urgency and immediacy owes to the massive guest roster. The Roots' Philly core of affiliates-- vets Dice Raw, Peedi Peedi, and Truck North, former member Malik B., and relative newcomer/search engine nightmare P.O.R.N.-- appear on more than half the record's songs, and they help give the record a sense of a communal strength in numbers; their appearances on vicious throwdown 'Get Busy' (with the some deft cuts from Philly's legendary DJ Jazzy Jeff) and a stretch of tracks in the middle ('I Will Not Apologize', 'I Can't Help It', and 'Singing Man') feel like the spiritual and lyrical core of the album. The guests from outside Philly work just as well: Talib Kweli spits with an atypically growly delivery on the anti-defeatist anthem 'Lost Desire', Common displays glimpses of his late-1990s shine ruminating over tour fatigue on 'The Show', Wale kills it with some so-corny-they're-great metaphors ('good rappers ain't eatin', they Olsen twinnin') on 'Rising Up', and Saigon's final verse on 'Criminal' is the fierce peak of a three-MC slow lyrical burn.

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