18 Songs, 52 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

El Abayarde’s latest may be rooted in reggaeton, with the familiar dembow drums thumping throughout most of the album, but it’s also a reminder of the pioneering emcee’s range as a producer. Dabbling in jazz (“No More Mr. Nice Guy”), bomba (“Están Fritos”), mambo (“Pastillita”), and salsa (“El Papá”), Tego Calderón remains a poet of the barrio, imbuing even the most mundane scenes with color and wit and shining a light on social ills, as he does on the acoustic guitar-driven “Y Quien Diría.” El Que Sabe, Sabe was almost a decade in the making, but as Calderón raps on the final, title track: “greatness never goes out of style.”

EDITORS’ NOTES

El Abayarde’s latest may be rooted in reggaeton, with the familiar dembow drums thumping throughout most of the album, but it’s also a reminder of the pioneering emcee’s range as a producer. Dabbling in jazz (“No More Mr. Nice Guy”), bomba (“Están Fritos”), mambo (“Pastillita”), and salsa (“El Papá”), Tego Calderón remains a poet of the barrio, imbuing even the most mundane scenes with color and wit and shining a light on social ills, as he does on the acoustic guitar-driven “Y Quien Diría.” El Que Sabe, Sabe was almost a decade in the making, but as Calderón raps on the final, title track: “greatness never goes out of style.”

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