True (R&B) Confessions

02/09/2010

Aiiiight, so… way back on September 29 of last year, I did my very own version of Hip-Hop Confessions. I owned up to some things, some of you did some owning up as well, and fun was had by all. Today, I offer a sequel of sorts: R&B Confessions. Read on as I drop some of my ’90s-related, personal,  unconventional,  unpopular, idiosyncratic opinions as they relate to my second favorite genre. Checkitout…

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True Confessions

09/29/2009

hip hop confessions

Shoutout to Skillz for creating one of the most entertaining things I’ve seen lately, Hip-Hop Confessions. It began as a website which has since made its way to MTVJams as a half-hour special. On this show, everyone from fans to artists are able to shoot the shit about their likes/dislikes/unpopular opinions/etc. regarding hip-hop (the wildest being Joe Budden‘s admission to never having owned a KRS-One album). Everybody has a few, and since I’m no rookie at lettin’ out some of my own crazy-ass admissions, here’s a few more to wrap your head around:

94jay 1. Jay-Z’s Speed-Raps? Nnnnah: For all the great things he’s done, I think the best decision Mr. Carter’s ever made was getting off that “jiggedy-jiggedy-Jay”-type shit. If that didn’t happen, there’s a lot that would be missing from these last 14 years of music and pop culture- including him. Outside of one or two songs, I can really do without the whole early-mid ’90s speed-rappin’ Jigga. Incidentally, I do like “Nigga What, Nigga Who” from the Hard Knock Life album- he’s practically doin’ the same thing, but the execution is MUCH better than that money-machine-sound-effect shit he was on before.

Jay-Z “I Can’t Get Wit Dat” (1995)

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2. I’ve Never Heard A UGK Album: I understand why they’re highly regarded. I understand Pimp C‘s acclaim as a producer, and that Bun B is one of the most respected lyricists from the South. Still, I’d be lyin’ if I said they were ever on my radar like that. Though I’ve known of UGK since “Pocket Full Of Stones” from the Menace II Society soundtrack, there was always a gang of other stuff I was more interested in hearing whenever they had an album out. Maybe I should make it a point to check out one of those albums someday. In the meantime though, as it stands on September 29, 2009… I’ve not heard one in its entirety.

UGK “One Day” (1996)

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3. Common Sense > Common: It’s almost a cliche to like the introspective, mature, kinder, gentler, hemp sweater-wearing Common who loves all the children and deaf chicks. Me myself personally? Eh. I’m much more a fan of the brash, comical Common Sense who made songs about cockblockers and such. I even rock with the Common Sense that teetered between the comical and the introspective on Resurrection. But it all pretty much ended for me when he got into cuttin’ up pieces of mango and shit. I’m not sayin’ artists can’t evolve as musicians and human beings. I’m just sayin’ Erykah Badu might be some kinda witch who turns rappers into hippies.

Common Sense “Soul By The Pound (Remix)” (1993)

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4. If I Never Hear “Hip-Hop Hooray” In My Life Again, I’m Good: There’s a lot of songs I’ve heard over and over that I still don’t get tired of. I may not listen to ‘em every day, but I don’t mind hearin’ them whenever they might happen to pop up on the iPod. There’s this one song though… this one song that I could live to be 100 and die the next day without hearin’ anymore: fukkin’ “Hip-Hop Hooray” by Naughty By Nature. It’s not that I think it’s a bad song, even tho’ the hook is kinda hokey- it’s just that I’ve heard the shit so much. I’ve literally been sick of it since like ’93, and I don’t see that changing.

Naughty By Nature “Hip-Hop Hooray” (1993)

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5. I Actually Like “Pumps & A Bump”: Um, yeah. That “Pumps & A Bump”. The Hammer song from when he tried to come back on some tough shit. The song that’s supposed to be about scantily-clad women, but is mostly remembered for him dancin’ around the pool with his dick aaallll in the videooo. I don’t care for any of that business, but I like that beat, and that part at the end when Aaron Hall starts goin’ in. Of course this song is awful, and I know this- but the sheer retardation of it is what makes it entertaining to me. Now bring them pumps and flex that bump.

Hammer “Pumps & A Bump” (1994)

There’s many more where those came from, and I might throw ‘em out there at another time, but I feel I’ve embarrassed myself enough for one day. Now, it’s time for y’all to come clean: what are some of your confessions? I won’t tell nobody…

-D!


Portrait Of An Artist As A Hood

06/03/2009

Vanilla ice

Since I’ve already had the audacity to put that 6th grade pic up for my first post, I may as well continue the self-deprecation by admitting to something. It’s something that most self-respecting hip-hoppers wouldn’t admit although there’s a 50% chance that they did it too. Yes… there was a time between September and December 1990… that I actually liked Vanilla Ice. Don’t judge.

“Ice Ice Baby”, for all intents and purposes, wasn’t that bad of a song. I can think of many songs that were worse, some of which I’ll be talking about in the future. It’s clearly his biggest record ever, and maybe that’s why it gets all the hatred that it does- it’s the thing most commonly connected to the overall fuckery that was/is Vanilla Ice. However, for anyone unfortunate enough to hear some of his OTHER output, that’s nothing. “Ice Ice…” sounds like fukkin’ “Straight Outta Compton” when compared to a few of his other disasterpieces. Stop, collaborate, and listen…

vanilla ice love you

Take for instance, “I Love You” (click to hear). Here, the Iceman melts with desire and shows us the real Rob Van Winkle. Channeling his inner LL, he salutes his girl’s “devastating body and sweet profile”, then invites her to wine and dine with him. He goes on to promise that he’d buy her everything… “yes, girl- even diamond rings!” After the verses and a sax solo, Rob gets on the phone and lets us all hear him confess to his woman that he looooves her. CLEARLY, if there’s somethin’ besides “Ice Ice Baby” to joke on, this fake-ass “I Need Love” could be a top candidate. It’s worth noting, though, that while Vanilla half-assed it, whoever played the sax on this shit WENT HARD.

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Ice sold a gang of records with his To the Extreme album, and as a result, he was a superstar. He got to make a movie, had his own action figure, and even got to hit off Madonna. But better than all that, he got a cameo in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2: The Secret of the Ooze. In “Ninja Rap”, he hits us with burning questions like “have you ever seen a turtle get down?” He also breaks new ground in lyricism by being the first and only MC to rhyme “turtle” with “level”. Then there’s the hook: “Ninja, Ninja- RAP!” coupled with a classic refrain: “Go Ninja, Go Ninja, Go!” How does this song (that was actually a hit) fly under the radar of all things wack about Vanilla Ice? Hmmm… maybe that’s the Secret of the Ooze.

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After being exposed as a fraud and becoming the ass of a million jokes, Ice felt the backlash. He practically disappeared after ’91 and wasn’t seen again until early-’94. There was half a chance that he’d taken nearly three years off to get focused and silence his critics with his follow-up album, Mind Blowin’. BUT- being Vanilla Ice, he managed to become MORE of a joke. Much like his pop-rap counterpart MC Hammer, Vanilla opted to come back “hard” for ’94, complete with blonde dreads and hockey jerseys. His single “The Wrath” saw him threatening to either start slittin’ rappers’ throats or using his Magnum on ‘em (pause). He even utilized gunshot sound effects and mentioned how he carries his “striz-ap to bust a ciz-ap”. The response to this newer, harder Ice was a resounding  “nigga, please.”

But fuck all that: in the long run, Vanilla has nothin’ to be ashamed of. Sure, he became the personification of what it was to be wack in the ‘90s. Sure, he is now forced to perform a song he hates, just to keep his lights on. OK, maybe he did get his ass beat by Todd Bridges on Celebrity Boxing. And of course, there’s that time Suge may or may not have hung him upside down off the hotel balcony. Still, even Rob would have to admit- those six months of relevance between ’90 and ’91 were PROB’LY a lot of fun. Word To Ya Mutha.

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-D!


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