Khaid, born Sulaimon Shekoni Solomon, presents a paradox. Preternaturally adept at shapeshifting, at shedding old sounds in favor of new ones, at straddling multiple genres with dexterity and aplomb, he’s at once exciting and opaque. After all, who really is the man who’s able to seamlessly slip between roles and personas?
In 444, a three-track project Khaid released last year, he starts in melancholy terrain. In I Don’t Wanna Die, which opens the project, he affects the tormented artist archetype. Over chilling…
