Friday, October 12, 2007
I want to hook up with one of those R & B Bitches
In my mind, in the mainstream hip hop world, there may be only two or three female MC's or group to emerge since the dawn of the century.
Shawna
This chick has always teetered on the edge of a never will be...even her biggest hit to date is assisted by a smart hook with Too Short on it. I think her association with Ludacris has actually hurt rather than help her: but really, I don't think that she has it....she somewhere stuck between Eve and the holy menage of sex rap of Fox/Kim/Trina. If you had to pick between an R & B chick or her for a verse, go with the R & B chick.
Diamond and Princess from Crime Mobb
These are two emcees you could only really understand if you had prolonged exposure to females from DeKalb county. The way they spit, super fast with syllables spilling over each other, with the slight snarl at the end, is reminiscent of any of my lame attempts to pick up chicks from the county. It's comfort music for me. There are very few metaphors, just verbal jabs and parries. Still, I couldn't see these two honoring anyone.
To Be Continued: First of Five Parts
Friday, September 28, 2007
The Sparrow Sings Better Than T-Pain
I come to a real difficult crossroad with T-Pain lately; due to his near ubiquity, the Busta Rhymes of our time has managed to creep into my radar and actually make music I will not only listen to, but look forward to hearing. It's one thing to sit around with your buddy's complaining about Mr. Hair Extension.
Now Kayne had to do it....a matter of a fact, who else could do it...But I can't deny the good life.
But that could all be attributed to an inferior artist lucking into a guest appearance that puts them in a good light. And to be perfectly honest, the use of his voice mirrored the ghostly voices used in house music for year, which meshed perfectly with Kayne's new emphasis on swooshing house synths instead of soul samples.
But then Piles had to come out with Shawty, totally smashing my preconceptions into a smoldering heap on recriminations. I checked my underwear to see if my period had started.
This couldn't even be attributed to a superior artist. Piles is a serviceable MC, at his best. This wasn't exactly Aesop Rock spitting couplets: This just showed that pop music lives in another universe from serious artist. Talent just isn't a part of the equation, with the subjective experience trumping everything you like.
During the time I first heard Shawty I was extremely horny. Summer fever had struck in the worst way and I was single. To complicated matters I wasn't going out to solve my woman problems. You can add to the problem, (and yes, it is a problem) that there has been a dearth of good lovemaking songs coming from R&B (R. Kelly's Zoo doesn't count, that's comedy) and you had the formula for a grand masturbation song.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Can't wait for next year
I really hate to join the chorus, but I have to say it for myself: the VMA's were a hot mess. MTV has truly jumped the shark and they now have to admit they have no idea how to deal with today’s super segmented music world. They showed their confusion by segregating different type of acts to their own hotel suites or clubs. This mere act admitted that in today’s musical environment, no one can hold the big stage, which is half the point of these types of things.
Monday, September 10, 2007
50 Cents vs. Kayne: a landslide before the avalanche
In the skewed sales environment of mainstream rap, 50 Cents’ fired off a salvo that he just might regret: He has promised to retire if his next album Curtis doesn’t sell as many records as Kayne’s Graduation on September 11th. 50 trained his bullying on a figure that is both ill prepared to respond but may finally endanger his career to extinction, through inactivity. Kayne isn’t a battle rapper and may even lose to 50 on the basis of pure mechanical skill, but he doesn’t have to. Kayne seems content to let his music speak for itself while 50 Cents seems to be relying on publicity to push his album. All the while, the whispers within the music industry is that Kenny Chesney’s next album is a shoo in to sell more than both of these albums, making 50 Cents fears all but moot. 50 Cents’ tantrums has eclipsed a well known malcontent in Kayne and managed to make his fictive rival seem like a champion of art for art sake.
The declaration unleashed 50 is just the first of many publicity tricks in the run up to his album release. 50 issued a challenge to Kayne to debate which of their albums would sell the most, which Kayne wisely turned down. In addition, the next step 50 took in creating buzz was terrorizing the Interscope Records office, tearing a 70 inch plasma screen TV off the wall, throwing his blackberry through a window raining glass on a midtown New York sidewalk., and making yet another series of declaration. The first edict was that he was going on a vacation, an extended rendezvous, rather than promote his album. The second edict was that he would escape from the record labels clutches at any cost. What act could provoke such a bold proclamation and general hooliganism in the middle of
A leak of his third single from Curtis, “Follow My Lead:” hit the internet before his preferred deployment date, which was sometime in October. Finally, this carnival was about the music. But wait, wouldn’t getting the music to the public as soon as there was demand only build on the anticipation. Not when the “leaked” singles from the upcoming album received tepid at best response. The official singles from the album, “Amusement Park” and “Ayo, Technology” failed to grasp the imagination, or worst yet the radio dials and TV screens of
This would seem to indicate the “street” singles “Fully Loaded Clip”,” I Get Money”, and “Straight to the Bank” failed to ignite any riots or make any suburban teenager harbor any notions of being gully, with the possible exception of “I Get Money”. Then he released a mix tape only song, “Part Time Lover”, which in abstentious attempt at a for the ladies song which get sidetracked when he reflexively diss Lil Wayne, presumably to get a subliminal dig at the budding professional relationship between Wayne and Ye. You get the feeling that the man could have explored some of this with a mix tape instead of rushing this out to a mass audience, with all of the intended pressures of the endeavor.
Did Kayne waste the interim between his albums with such nonsense? His mix tape, despite having many rehashes from past albums, is well received. He expanded his musical palette by rapping over music from indie club music vixen Kid Sister, Erasure by Thom Yorke, and certified indie hit “Young Folks” by Peter, Bjorn, and John. The mix tape also contained two collaboration between himself, Pharrell Williams, and Lupe Fiasco which contain the seedling products of a supergroup called CSR. His leaks position him well for radio spins and his video so far have outstripped 50’s in plays on the two major outlets, MTV and BET. He made a well publicized and received appearance at Live Earth, topped with a performance with the reanimated Police. Kayne responded with music for his constituents and widen his audience at the same time, which would indicate albums sell would follow suit. His megalomania reveals itself as glee over the quality of his recordings, which was obvious from his appearance on Tim Westwood’s show on RadioOne. His album is about essentially about the correct things: no matter what you actually feel about the single “Stronger”, you have to admire someone who would take the chance of sampling Daft Punk for their first single.
September 11th could only serve to expose to a judicious morale killer to 50 Cents. His pointless beefing with figures outside of his sphere of influence only signals his desperation. Kayne fanbase is different from 50’s and he saw to it that they remembered that while 50 Cents rehashed his own themes at a new target. It almost reassuring to think that Curtis may soon follow his former rival, Ja Rule, into an involuntary exodus just as Ja Rule emerged from pop’s
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Psycedelia and the musings of Lil’
Psycedelia is an oft times overlooked ingredient in modern day hip hop: while rock has cultivated its links to altered states of being, the drug culture within hip hop has been limited to copious amounts of marijuana smoke and ignores the implications of the use of heavy drugs. Maybe this is for the best; I wouldn’t want to encounter a cultural analogue to the ceaseless doodling and creative abandon of jam bands, which is the unfortunate nadir of rock music experience with pharmacology. Still, the effects of the use of the hallucinogenic stimulant ecstasy and prescription medicine have forever changed what can be said in rhyme.
This isn’t to imply that hip hop hasn’t dabbled in expanding your mind, dude. Reports have recently come out about Redman experimentation with acid during his most productive periods of recording, Cam’ron openly talks about his love affair with scripts, and how else can you explain “The Greatest Pac Man Victory in History” by Aesop without mushrooms as a starting point. Then you always have
Then Lil Wayne started his ascent into rap respectability and we can only hope the kid keeps taking ecstasy, xanax, and whatever else he can get his hands on. Non sequiturs spill out of his mouth: wait, he already said this better than I can by saying “when I open my mouth all bullets come out.”
Apparently this upward trend will continue on The Carter Three, if the leaks are to be believed. Two tracks in particular lend themselves to this discussion. “I Feel Like Dying” directly addresses drug use, with a distant female vocalizing that she feels like dying when the drugs are gone. It’s a song that explores the dark corner of pharmacology that any heavy drug user knows. Meanwhile, “La La La” is more staightfoward I love the hood song, but could also be used as an analogue for a more meaningful life gained through reflection.