Andre 3000 and Big Boi’s early clips are superior but fairly routine ‘hood dramas, all booty calls and gaudy pimpmobiles. But around their ATLiens album, the day-glo psychedelic X Files wig-outs begin creeping in, reaching a peak in the sexofunkatronic freakerama of “Bombs Over Baghdad”. Also lushly cinematic is the stormy Deep South pastoral of “Ms Jackson” and, of course, the multiple Andres of last year’s super-catchy retro-futurist soul fantasia “Hey Ya”. Pure pop genius.
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