
Those tracks - notably "No Option" and "I Fall Apart" - work best, featuring strong vocals that quiver when he pushes it to the limit. Mostly, that part of his background only comes through when he chooses to sing.

Although he plays guitar and is influenced by Tim McGraw as much as Kanye West, Stoney is mostly devoid of that country twang, save for some outlaw grit on "Broken Whiskey Glass" and faint strumming on "Go Flex" (bonus track "Leave" actually captures his true cross-genre nature better than anything here). Yet, there still seems to be something missing in the calculated white-guy-does-hip-hop formula. As a fan of rap and its associated culture, Post delivers with moderate respect, careful not to toe the precarious line over which others like Iggy Azalea and Riff Raff have stumbled. On Post Malone's studio debut Stoney, the Dallas-raised musician with gold grills and braids does his best to sing-rap his way through an album's worth of woozy R&B-inflected hip-hop. Establishing identity through the lens of cultural appropriation can be tricky business.
