Saint Joshua’s latest mixtape, Self-(En)titled, is a masterclass in emotional depth paired with earworm-worthy production. From the moment you hit play, it’s evident this project is not just music; it’s an intimate diary wrapped in luscious R&B and pop stylings. The opening track, “Blah Blah Blah,” sets the tone with its infectious rhythm, as Joshua’s vocals glide effortlessly between silky falsettos and heartfelt declarations. This isn’t just a song—it’s an anthem of resilience that you’ll find yourself humming long after it ends.
The nine tracks collectively explore themes of love, self-discovery, and perseverance, but what makes, Self-(En)titled, stand out is Saint Joshua’s ability to make even the most introspective lyrics feel universally relatable. Tracks like “Do U Ever Call” carry an emotional weight, but they’re still irresistibly danceable. In “Sweet Talk,” he channels Frank Ocean-esque vibes, blending soulful sincerity with a modern, electronic twist that makes it a standout on the mixtape.
“Nasty,” however, takes the cake as the boldest track. This deep R&B cut is a slow-burner that sizzles with its sultry melodies and intimate storytelling. Pair that with the soaring harmonies of “Waterfalls,” and you’ve got a range of emotions that reflect the mixtape’s versatility. And just when you think you’ve experienced it all, “Next Flight to Paris” whisks you away with its vibe-driven energy, perfect for late-night city strolls or long drives with the windows down.
Production-wise, Saint Joshua has assembled an A-team. Collaborators like Cashybear and Pears Macintyre ensure that every track feels polished yet authentic, with layers of lush instrumentation that give the mixtape a cinematic quality. This level of attention to detail highlights his growth as an artist, confidently bridging the gap between indie charm and mainstream appeal.
As, Self-(En)titled, continues to rack up streams and critical acclaim, it’s clear Saint Joshua isn’t just carving a niche—he’s building an empire. If this mixtape is a snapshot of his trajectory, fans better buckle up. Saint Joshua is here to stay, and the music industry is better for it.
