"...I’m into ‘caine and guns."
I've been buggin' Dingle aka M.A.T.T. aka Yousayberry from Am I High? to drop thru and write something for you, our readers. Truth be told, his spot was one of the first musical blogs that I ran across and I've always admired dude's quirky, concise writing style; ear for the abstract, hot shit; & overwhelming fascination with all things Neptunes. What follows is the first of what we hope will be many more entries.
There isn’t shit about rapping about drugs.
Its beauty lies in its simplicity. This is not your flossing music – braggadocio about unattainable jewelry and yachts will not fly down here. This is poetry for the masses. Every city in America has its drug deals, its dirty underbelly. Therein lies the beauty of the Family Thornton. Nothing changed, just the crimes is less heinous. The glorification of trap-hop started a long time ago, yet perhaps no one has perfected it like them. Critics point to their supposed one dimensionality – claiming boredom and redundancy. Yet, their ability to drop those references in countless ways and retain their swagger is their strongest trait. They are hungry, in the sense that they are on the come up, greedy for dough. By staying above the poverty line, they complete the glorification of hustle. Who wants to sling rock in a hoodie on the corner when you could move weight and floss Gucci at the same time?
Exclusive Audio Footage is the earliest effort. Tinny Neptunes beats supplied the backdrop for the nasally flow. This shit was come up music – acura coupes and blunts and damn we hooked up with some ill production. It’s immature tracks, a few gems, some misplaced interludes and everything you would expect from a talented duo still in the embryonic stages of their career.
This shit, however, was not about an amateur album. In 2002, some serious skills got showcased. The Neptunes were arguably in their prime, dropping gems on Jay yet saving their best for the label’s young prodigies. Hard snares and lagging hi-hats coupled with live horns and Pharrell’s breathy yelling for the jazzy bounce we had been missing. Who was there to match their innovation? Who could rap over those "Grindin’" drums? It came in the form of the off beat flow and unpredictable rhyming, carrying heat like Caribbean summers and generally captivating the listener with their astute insight into the game. They jumped from party shit to "we sell drugs" to an introspective look at the moral tribulations of what it means to sell drugs. The album flowed smoothly and their careers were set to explode.
Now we’re back in 2006, and haven’t heard what we want. Hell Hath No Fury was promised to us years ago, we’ve now missed out on the supposed R Kelly collab and another summer with the Neptunes. Caught in label limbo after the Arista-Jive merger, they’ve dropped two mixtapes and shown that they still possess that raw talent and desire. A few tracks have leaked, and we still eagerly await unwrapping Hell Hath No Fury, to hear their new similes and insights, their new reasons for swagger, and some shit that stays in the deck all summer long.
"Malice he think he hard, tough guy of the clique, and Pusha walk around like he swear he the shit."
"You right on both counts bitch, Clipse is us."
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We Got It 4 Cheap
We Got It 4 Cheap Vol. 2
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Zion I - Mind Over Matter
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Erick Sermon Solo Discography
Double Or Nothing
Posted by Gotty™ at 2/01/2006 07:29:00 PM