If there is any justice in the world, Last Train to Paris will be remembered as one of the most underrated records of its time. The album was a significant step forward from Press Play, sacrificing the latter's loose experimentalism in order to harness a very well-defined sound, incorporating the svelte, lush, expensive and expansive.
Twin singers Dawn Richards and Kalenna Harper gave the entire record a consistent feel, with gorgeous vocals and an icily smooth style that really did epitomize Diddy's most representative lyric: "Smoke weed, listening to Sade." That's to say nothing of the louche swagger of "Shades," the propulsive "Hello Good Morning," the spiritual transcendence of "Angels," the lite-reggae lilt of "Someone to Love Me," or the graceful loneliness of "I Hate That You Love Me." It's a record where each album track feels like a more potent highlight than the last. Last Train to Paris tells a cohesive story without sacrificing each song's unique feel.