That’s Diamanté Blackmon, the Guatemalan-born and Maryland-raised EDM star who just announced last month that he had retired Carnage, the alias that made him famous. Another name that turns up repeatedly in the Honestly, Nevermind credits is Gordo. Recently, though, the bottom has fallen out of EDM, and the dance mainstream has moved back towards classic house and techno sounds. The shrieking day-glo festival-EDM style, which has made a whole lot of people rich in the past couple of decades, is about as white as it gets. House and techno are fundamentally Black American forms of music, but you wouldn’t necessarily know that if you’d only glancingly been paying attention in recent years.

Honestly, Nevermind arrives at a moment when dance music is at a crucial fulcrum point. When the 35-year-old Drizzy showed up on Harlow’s “Churchill Downs,” it sounded a whole lot like the 39-year-old Jay-Z rapping next to Drake on the Thank Me Later track “Light Up” 13 years ago. Recently minted pop-chart king Jack Harlow has effectively remade himself, moving from squicky nerd-rap to full-on Drake tribute act, and he has been lavishly rewarded for that transition. Drake’s aesthetic DNA is all over the damn place. Like a prophecy foretold, we’ve been living too long in an era where every song sounds like Drake featuring Drake. Honestly, Nevermind is a left turn, and Drake needed to make a left turn.

Instead, he sings sleepily to himself and to whoever’s been dancing through his mind these past few months. Drake barely raps at all on Honestly, Nevermind. Honestly, Nevermind is the hard pivot - the surprise album where Drake draws his collaborators from across the dance-music landscape. The most relentless cool-hunter ever to stalk the pop charts was repeating himself, kicking around his comfort zone, working with the same old collaborators. But nobody loved the album - not even, it would seem, Drake himself. CLB did insane first-week numbers, making Drake the first artist since the 1964 Beatles to hold down all five top spots on the Billboard Hot 100 simultaneously. Nine months ago, Drake dropped Certified Lover Boy, a too-big-to-fail blockbuster that hit like Jurassic World: Dominion. At this point, five days later, the details have already been endlessly rehashed. In between those two minutes, there’s just a lot of stuff.

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