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They call these things mixtapes but we have to pay for them?

They call these things mixtapes but we have to pay for them?

by Dan-O

Whenever people look at me and say the mixtape doesn’t exist anymore; no difference exists between albums and mixtapes…I have to look at them confused. What do you mean? I know it’s an album because I paid for the thing. This all changed a while ago and now Kendrick Lamar calls my favorite album he ever released a mixtape (Section 80) so I’m forced to roll with this (respecting the artists wishes). A lot of these non-mixtape mixtapes have dropped recently and I wanted to give a quick update on two important projects you need to check out. These are on ITunes and the second is on Amazon for digital purchase.

Erykah Badu-But U Caint Use My Phone

I have had my fair share of Badu-ruining-great-rappers conversations and while it is fun to believe in (like magic or the Electoral College) it is also entirely irrelevant. If Common puts out a bad album I’m not going to act like he was under someone’s spell (I wish I could for UMC) but more importantly Badu has an incredible career of her own. She creates deeply lyrical masterpieces like Mama’s Gun or chant heavy hooky albums like New Amerykah Part One and both kinds work for her. But U Caint Use My Phone is her doing it again, and while most will come for the stellar remake of Hotline Bling (called Cel U Lar Device) or the breathtaking collaboration with Andre 3000 (called Hello) this has a lot of top tier Badu. Phone Down might be my favorite song on the project because somehow without declaring itself vividly sexual the song overflows with it. She sounds assured and calm, so confident in who she is she doesn’t need to shout just give a gentle warning and she has your attention. She not only promises that she can make you put your phone down but have you so bamboozled in her you won’t know how to unlock it.

Yes it’s deeply intelligent in its handling of our communication in the modern age; the separation our constant cell phone use creates between lovers, friends and family but more important than that Erykah Badu is still dope in a year where Missy Elliott and Janet Jackson have proved the same.  So it may cost you money to pick this up but you will be supporting one of the really unique voices in the hip hop universe.

 

Alex Wiley-Village Party 2: Heaven’s Gate

I listened to Village Party everywhere. I don’t mind saying it. I spent all of last year listening to it but never reviewed it. The mixtape just seemed too impossibly atmospheric and different to properly describe. Alex Wiley destroys the wall between bars and hooks and just sways from word to word swimming in the beat. Listening to Alex Wiley is being delightfully inebriated and I’m clearly not the only one loving the experience. When Twista spits hot fire on Japanese he’s audibly taken with the vibe. It’s all vibe and it’s all different, how comforting must that be for an artist who suffered long in hip hop’s underappreciated tier because of how different his music was? Chance the Rapper doesn’t stick out at all on Navigator Truck, this is Wiley’s world and all the offbeat vocalists live here in harmony.

I am in no way saying that Wiley gets over on his chant/singing. If you listen to Play you will find yourself in observance of his slinky style reggae flow where he pounds words one after another until he slows down fading into the bass and the playing children just to emerge dropping bars feverishly. As much as I love to hear any gifted lyricist declare themselves by the force of their lyrics songs like Residual Effects (Shout out to Hippie Sabotage who do GREAT work on Village Party 2) are as hypnotic as those old Cypress Hill weed love songs.

Village Party 2 does what the first did, it takes me out of the world for as long as it’s playing and it probably does a better job than its predecessor. I’ll be honest; I had no qualms paying for this one.

 

 

 

Throwback Thursday-Make Up Your Mind by Kool Keith

Throwback Thursday-Make Up Your Mind by Kool Keith

by Dan-O

It’s not just that we didn’t anticipate rap music becoming as weird as it is now; the kind of weird where Kid Cudi is normal. A lot of people who love hip hop, grew up on it, are not comfortable with how weird things are out there. To those folks this Throwback Thursday is dedicated. You all lost to Kool Keith.

Throughout most of his career hip hop was wildly uncomfortable with his insane inventiveness but it spawned new genres and new possibilities. Make Up Your Mind is off of the stone cold classic Sex Style album which still sounds like it’s from the future. Keith and his greatest production collaborator Kutmasta Kurt (yeah I said it Dan the Automater fans) went buck nutty doing all sexual content without the LL Cool J I Need Love voice or the sensitive lyrics. This is still hip hop to bang your head and lose your mind alongside.

Keith didn’t care what you thought a sex song should sound like. He didn’t really care how often you thought he should actually make words rhyme. The chorus is insane, the beat is something you turn all the way up in a vehicle whenever you get the chance. Keith is the grand master of disarmingly disturbing comedic imagery; I always lose it when he says “step in the club I throw urine on your mind.”

If you remember all those 90’s hip hop interludes where rappers complained about all those wack rappers doing space age BS and nonsense rhymes I always thought they were talking about Keith. Were they talking about pornocore Keith or Ultramagnetic Keith or Black Elvis Keith one thing is for sure…Keith didn’t care at all. I saw him live and he threw water at us and made up new lyrics for his songs on the spot. His personal conviction to be unique no matter what it cost him or how it landed makes his legacy utterly matchless. Play this song when someone says Andre 3000 was the wildest rapper they ever heard because he wears pants made of feathers. Then tell them this album is a classic and it’s not his weirdest or his best.