Tenzoe: Eremition
Music ReviewsOn Eremition, Chicago emcee Tenzoe doesn’t simply drop a debut album — he opens a ceremonial gate. The 22-track project unfurls like a sacred scroll, each chapter revealing a deeper layer of artistic discipline and spiritual inquiry. While boom bap revivalism is nothing new, Tenzoe approaches it not as nostalgia but as ritual, transforming classic hip-hop architecture into a meditative dojo of ego dissolution and self-examination.

The album’s sonic palette is dense with texture. Producers such as Homage, Statik Selektah, Lord Gamma, and White Shadow provide an environment where grit and clarity coexist. Their work forms a backdrop that feels ancient yet sharpened — something between monastery stone and katana steel. It’s a landscape Tenzoe navigates with unwavering focus, using lyricism not to flex but to seek. The opening cuts — “Gōsuto Death Mask” and “Moonflowerz” — plunge listeners into the album’s world: mystic imagery, shadowy drum loops, and verses that read like coded proverbs. Tenzoe’s delivery is calm yet relentless, treating rhyme as discipline. Tracks like “Chop Wood Carry Water” embody his ethos: enlightenment found not in revelation but in repetition. Hip-hop as ascetic practice. The guest list forms a lyrical council. Atma, 7Rinth, June Marx, Cambatta, Boxguts, Masta Buildas, Nuse Tyrant, and Tos El Bashir all step into Tenzoe’s temple with purpose. None of these features feel like industry obligations; they feel like sparring matches between monks who train with words instead of swords.
Moments of philosophical clarity — “Dukkha,” “Seven Palaces,” “Post-Singularity,” and “Ouroboros” — expand the album’s spiritual architecture, blending Buddhist, esoteric, and mythic references into introspective street parables. By the time the album closes with “Subcutaneous,” it’s clear that Eremition is less something you listen to than something you undergo. In a landscape saturated with algorithm-chasing singles, Eremition stands out as bold, unhurried, and uncompromising. It’s the kind of debut that doesn’t introduce an artist — it introduces a philosophy.