Thursday, December 02, 2004
Grime Time, X-mix Also Rans: Volume 3
Oi! Geezers need excitement . . . and Kung Fu! Listen to Blinded by the Lights (Go! Buy tha Rekkid!) Eighty years ago, Mike Skinner would have been in Paris writing short stories and having his head beat in by Morley Callahan. Instead -- since it's the 21st century and everything -- he's written intimate, evocative narratives and made trippy, grimy hip-hop out of them. A Grand Don't Come For Free is a rock-n'-roll novella. It's subtle and it's smart. It's full of stories about intensely normal people worrying about intensely normal things and, like a good book, it reveals itself slowly on repeat visits. Unfortunately, it's also an example of a whole being greater than the sum of its parts. Each individual track on "A Grand" is good, but there's no one GREAT song (like say, Don't Mug Yourself, on the first Streets Album, Original Pirate Material). Buy A Grand Don't Come For Free. He made an album, over 100,000 people bought it (thank you) Listen to Dream (Go! Buy the Rekkid!) Showtime, Dizzee Rascal's followup record to critically acclaimed (and over 100,000 selling) Boy in Da Corner, answers a question I get asked a lot; well, enough that I'd remark on it. People come up to me and they say: "Hey, Fatcitizen, what would it sound like if a really talented MC tried to pull his jerky, syncopated rhymes over top of playful, syncopated (almost soca like) beats that sound like they were produced using a 1980s toy box?" Well, it'd sound like this. And, it'd sound good (if a little Polka dot Door). Buy Showtime.