The multi-dimensional California musician’s best trick is blurring the line between play and professionalism, rawness and rigor. “The medium itself is the artform,” he raps on his new LP, My Uncle Told Me Some Real Ass Sh*t on the Phone Yesterday. Zay’s fourth album in as many years marries the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid. Like sedimentary rock, My Uncle Told Me Some Real Ass Sh*t… charts both the layers of Zay’s eclectic taste profile—neo-soul, rare groove, reggae, Gucci-era trap, and indietronica, among plenty other vinyl-bin labels—and the process of manifesting his bespoke style. Reader Score No score yet, be the first to add.