Yeah, we're doing collabos this week. You can't succeed without collaboration...or some similar bullshit that corporate weenies try to pound into your skull. Anyway, I know I've left out some quality tracks, but just remember that patience is a virtue. Also, I'm trying something new this week. Ninety-five percent of you will probably hate it, but that's OK. Another quaalude, you'll love me in the morning. Holla.
Slick Rick feat Rae - Frozen
"Ill niggas saying throw Rick and Rae on." Co-sign. Although, I'm not all that ill. Maybe just a tad under the weather, though.
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The Beenie Man-Mya joint is classic. I loved that song. I always said, if I could choose skills, being able to spit raspy reggae rhythms would be at the top of the list. I would have invented reggaeton 10 years ago if I could spit hot fire.
The Teddy Riley/Dre collaboration (with the ill Bill Withers "Grandma's Hands" sample) is still the best R&B song of the 90's. And yes, there are lots of good R&B songs (Jodeci, SWV, Silk, H-Town, Blackstreet), but that's my favorite right there.
Finally: Redman hails from Brick City (Newark), not NYC. His Cribs appearance is still the best episode ever. It's the only Cribs where I was like "Damn, I live better than that guy". Redman's spot in Newark included a living room with his playstation, a TV, and a passed out "uncle" on the carpet. And ends with Redman sticking his head in the hole in his screen door and waving bye-bye at the camera. Brick City, yo.
Of course he's from Newark. How did I miss that? I must've been enjoying my mango smoothie too much.
Once, when I lived outside of Philly, I decided to fly out of Newark's airport because it was roughly the same distance from me as Philly's airport. I can honestly say that I was a little worried, while driving home at midnight. I felt like the Griswolds in National Lampoon's Vacation. My wondows were rolled up tight. There was really nothing to be afraid of, but there was just something about Newark that kept my head on a swivel. I guess it's reputation proceded itself:)
I can't aruge with you on No Diggity. Maybe there are better songs, but the list is damn near microscopic.
Newark's rep is definitely hard to ignore. It's like that scene in Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle... you see the car pull up in the middle of West Hell, and my first thought was "Oh man, they must be in Newark". Bingo.
Along those lines... my first time I went South, I decided to take the train to North Carolina. I hated flying. I fell asleep at some point in Jersey, and woke up a couple of hours later. I looked up, and saw some colorful buildings in what was clearly a hood (only liquor stores and dilapitated streets). I thought to myself "Must be Baltimore", and sure enough, it was. I guess years of Roc and The Corner (the prequel of The Wire) taught me that Baltimore = "hood" + "colorful buildings".
Check it: It was "The Corner"... that's too recent. This was like mid-90's, so it must have been Roc and Homicide: Life On The Streets that gave me this visual of Baltimore that I instantly recognized. But I think The Wire has done that for the rest of the nation now, too...
10 seconds in to "Girls Dem Sugar," I had the urge to go to a strip club.
It took you 10 seconds? I was halfway out the door after 5:)
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