Ok. Numbers 24-19 after the jump.
This is pretty much the way you do current, but stay (essentially) you.
This song's charms – a very basic beat hidden in slightly cacophonous production, the vocal distortions – reveal themselves pretty quickly, but deepen on subsequent listens. With the right video treatment, this could really be a big single for Redman I think.
But then, Reggie probably wouldn't give a damn. Though I've always felt that Lil Wayne owed Redman royalties for stealing his whole persona and career, in truth, Redman is not unhinged and insane the way Wayne is. He's not an outsized persona that cleverly masks average mic skills. He's just a gleefully simple dude who likes his weed, his women and having a good time.
Of course, one shouldn't see the word "simple" and think that Redman isn't a beast on the mic. Because he is a beast on the mic. But for all the boasts in his material – and there's plenty here ("i'll blow ya mind out/with a dynamite/Louis Vuitton belt") – Redman is the quintessential hip-hop journeyman. He diligently, consistently churns out very strong material to a small, dedicated fanbase that enjoys him for being Redman, nothing more. He is uninterested in doing anything other than making the music he wants to make for the audience that rides and dies for him.
There really is something to be said for that. At this point in the life of hip hop, journeymen are the ones we look to to make sure hip hop is still there, alive and kicking. And artists like Redman will never get the attention and the accolades, even though many of us would be quick to cite Reggie as one of the best currently working. And I'm sure he'd be fine with that.
The hip-hop journeymen do it for the love of it. In ways that are far less cliche and sentimental than that statement intimates.
Last year, I did a list of 25 albums and probably could have stretched it to 30. There was just that much great music.
This year, not so much. I initially had a list of 20, but it felt like a stretch. So I cut it back to 15 because I really wanted to highlight great albums, not good or decent albums.
This list represents what I consider to be the 20 best recorded songs in black music this year. You should know before reading that I don’t just consider singles, as singles are such a small sample of what is recorded and released in any given year.
Can we have a national conversation about how Lil Wayne owes Reggie truckloads of cake for jackin Reggie’s eccentric persona?
Eh, probably not. Still true though.
I’m feelin this something fierce. This is actually a little out of left field for Cliff and Reggie, sorta summery. I can picture myself riding through the hood in my droptop to this joint…you know, if i had one.
The “aww shit” line?
Meth: “Livin this life like it was written. Especially for me I’m what the recipe is missin”
Side note – Method Man is so telegenic it’s ridiculous. I can’t think of another rapper who commands the camera as easily as he does (maybe Jay, but clearly he’s no Clifford Smith, am I right?). There are lots of pretty rappers (hi T.I. and Cam), but Meth is next-level fine because you know he kinda grimy and shit. Sort of a throwback to Treach and nem. Whewwww!