Brent Baldac Pours Another Round of “My Poison”

A country with a touch of mariachi that relies on the perceptiveness of a producer, born out of the universe of DJ Beba.

Imagine a dusty road in the midst of the night, the trumpet playing from a faraway place. The battery of your phone has 4% of charge. You don’t care.

This is roughly the mood when “My Poison” starts playing.

Brent Baldac is the country character created by DJ Beba and it doesn’t conform to the usual notions of country music these days. Although the country style is represented by the usual elements of the genre, the mariachi style is subtly interlaced. This makes the music reminiscent of a border town that you cannot find on the map. This is great, as map are not worth it.

The title does half of the work. Everyone has their poison – the person you text all the time, the hobby that has turned into your second nature, or the song that you keep playing until it ceases to hold any meaning. The track doesn’t preach you; it simply sits across the table from you with its tempting bait.

The production is impressive. It resembles someone with plenty of time spent wearing headphones and knowing that a chorus must work in the car and be good in a stadium as well. The rock and indie pop scenes have their fingerprints on it. The sound design has its contribution as well, being an unglamorous craft making one feel larger than the budget. The sound is global but still not generic, which is not easy.

There is tension in the song as well. Calm and driving trade their places and the song overall never commits to one of the two states. This is the truth since real obsession is never one-sided.

It does not reinvent the genre of country music. It does something more beneficial than that.

DJ Beba has been crafting this world bit by bit, right to the merch table. “My poison” is a reminder of an open door which makes the audience wonder what it leads to.