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Radio: Urban Hits

20111129-urban-hits-560x225.jpg These days, urban music can encompass dance pop, quiet-storm soul, and hardcore hip-hop, from Rihanna to Charlie Wilson, from Jill Scott to Lil Wayne in "How to Love" mode. This would all be confusing, except for one thing: You know an R&B track when you hear it. That's why our Urban Hits station mixes tracks from genre queens Beyoncé and Mary J Blige with adult-contemporary goddess Adele and rap heroine Nicki Minaj. All of them contribute to our current understanding of R&B as less of a fixed genre (or a fixed race) than an aesthetic. It's a style of music with deep roots in soul and an appreciation of pop music's boundless creativity. Most importantly, it retains the ability to speak to a wide international audience. So don't be surprised if you hear Rick Ross' "Aston Martin Music" after Trey Songz "Bottoms Up." This is the sound of R&B in 2011.

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20111122-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg It's nearing the end of the year, and there's no shortage of rappers trying to squeeze in an album for holiday shoppers. The big releases this month come from Drake, Wale, Gym Class Heroes and, surprisingly, Mac Miller. December brings The Roots, Common, and Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa. However, there are plenty of lower-profile albums worth a listen, too; so many, in fact, that I couldn't squeeze them in. I compiled a list of them at the end of this roundup.

Click here to listen to a playlist: November 2011 Hot Rap Singles


1. Drake
Take Care
For Take Care, Drake re-ups the lush R&B romanticism of 2010's Thank Me Later, albeit with a twist. "I know I exaggerated things/ But now I got it like that," he says on "Headlines," where he threatens to sic his bodyguards on haters. (What happened to Gang Starr's "Suckas Need Bodyguards"?) Big cars, pliant women and deliciously ambient beats from Boi-1da and Noah "40" Shebib inspire this tastefully appointed exercise in debauchery. But Drake's not too famous to beg the girls on "Marvin's Room" and the title track, even if it sounds more like a booty call than true love. [Mosi Reeves]




Here's our exclusive interview with rising Alabama rapper Yelawolf: he talks about his new record Radioactive, how he caught the attention of label boss Eminem, and how being a Southern musician gives you a deep appreciation for soul, funk, country music and beyond. Enjoy.


Drake Takes Over

20111115-DRAKE-SG-main-560x225.jpg Drake is the man of the hour. This week the Toronto rapper/singer/sensitive lothario finally unveils Take Care, his second album, capping a meteoric rise that began in earnest with 2009's So Far Gone mixtape; continued with last year's major-label debut, Thank Me Later ("Shut It Down" is still incredible, BTW); and surged further this year thanks to high-profile guest spots, most notably on DJ Khaled's summer anthem "I'm on One." So here's how we're celebrating: an in-depth look at the delicious ambience but uneasy sexual politics of Take Care itself, a playlist of the singles and deep cuts Drake had a hand in this year, a celebration of his Young Money crewmates Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne, and more. Enjoy.


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Catching Up with Drake

20111115-DRAKE-SG-catching-up-with-drake-560x225.jpg Every rap season has that one rapper whose mere voice ensures radio airplay and paid downloads. Over the past 12 months, that artist has been Drake. He turned DJ Khaled's "I'm on One" into what was arguably the summer hip-hop anthem, and then did the same for Lil Wayne's "She Will" this fall. His only rivals for the 2011 Busta Rhymes Hot 16 Award (named for the man who virtually invented breakout guest appearances back in the early '90s) are his Young Money compatriots Weezy and Nicki Minaj.

That makes this playlist of Drake's many guest appearances and pre-Take Care singles almost unnecessary. But there are a few tracks that haven't reached critical mass (yet). There's J Cole's "In the Morning," which was originally recorded for Cole's Friday Night Lights mixtape and was subsequently included on Cole World: The Sideline Story. (It's a nice tune — I wouldn't be surprised if it became a single.) Then there's The Game's "Good Girls Gone Bad," T.I.'s "Poppin' Bottles," Bun B's "It's Been a Pleasure" and Pimp C's "What Up." All told, every retail track on which Drake has appeared since Thank Me Later is included here. You can thank me now.

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20111115-DRAKE-SG-ext-review-560x225.jpg On the cover of his second album, Take Care, Drake holds a chalice. He's dressed in a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing his chest, and he wears a few gold chains around his neck. ("Bracelets and rings/ All the little accents that make me a king," he says on "Lord Knows," before adding that his only role models are Hugh Hefner, Michael Jordan and his Young Money/Cash Money Billionaires bosses Lil Wayne and Baby the Birdman.) His eyes stare soulfully at the table in front of him, as if he were deep in thought. It's as if he wants to tell us that he, too, has dark moments of the soul.

Take Care is a thematic follow-up to 2010's Thank Me Later, but it's much closer to the pop zeitgeist. It caps a year when a host of artists echoed the ambient blend of R&B and hip-hop Drake introduced last year, including Frank Ocean and The Weeknd (who appear on several Take Care tracks). Big Sean and J Cole embraced the clean-cut, proudly middle-class, fame-for-fame's-sake ethos that Drake trumpeted. He didn't invent it (that honor goes to Kanye West), but his success has come to personify it. Much of the hardcore rap audience views these suburban braggarts suspiciously, taunting them as being too "soft," lobbing homophobic slurs and claiming that they're pop sellouts. Smartly, Drake doesn't bother answering these trolls. He's too focused on extending the cultural moment that began with Thank Me Later and exploring a vague melancholy that emerges in his relationships with women.

20111108-FRI-MIX-ego-trip-560x225.jpg When 2Pac rapped, "Every n*gg* in L.A. got a little bit of thug in him," he could have been talking about the hip-hop nation. Whether it's "conscious" fans who love Nas and Slum Village; indie kids who get off to Tyler, the Creator and Three 6 Mafia; or old-school heads who still bump Black Moon and Mobb Deep, every corner of hip-hop fandom harbors the thuggish, ruggish and just plain ignorant. I'm no different. One of my favorite things to do is drive around in my car and blast gangsta rap at high volume. Sometimes it's the beats that kill, but just as often it's the lyrics. I've never slanged keys or participated in a drive-by — or shot anyone at all, for that matter — but I can't deny that I get a rush from banging Wiz Khalifa's "Who I Am" (as in "When you see me in the club/ B*tch you know who I am) or YC's "Racks," featuring lyrics like "Strapped up/ No bodyguards." I'm not really, uh, strapped up, but I don't have a bodyguard, either. Shawty wanna ride with me?

Listen now: Friday Mixtape: Ego Trip


Heavy D, 1967-2011

20111108-heavy-d-560x225.jpg Dwight "Heavy D" Myers, who passed away November 8 from a heart attack at the age of 44, was part of hip-hop's original "New School," a wave of artists that brought the genre its first real critical attention. Previously, most music fans casually dismissed rappers as singles-driven electro artists and black-music novelties. Rakim, Big Daddy Kane, N.W.A., Public Enemy and others forced the world to accept them on their terms instead of the rockist criteria used to judge Run-DMC, LL Cool J and Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five. With the New School's emergence, hip-hop grew from a fad to a generational force to be reckoned with.

However, radio programmers were reluctant to program "hardcore hip-hop," as it was called back then, for fear of upsetting older listeners. Heavy D & the Boyz were one of the few among this pioneering group to cross the generational divide and land hit singles. Beginning in 1987 with Big Tyme, the Mount Vernon, Queens crew—Heavy D, underrated producer Eddie "Eddie F" Ferrell, and backup dancers Troy "Trouble T-Roy" Dixon and Glen "G-Whiz" Parrish—dominated video shows like BET's Video Vibrations and Video Soul with funky New Jack beats and plenty of dancing. These were the kind of joints that taught you new moves to practice before the party and the latest fashions to cop at the mall. During the next several years, Heavy D & the Boyz recorded some of the best songs of the New Jack era, including "We Got Our Own Thang," "Mr. Big Stuff," and "Gyrlz, They Love Me."

When older folks reminisce about how hip-hop used to be fun, they're referring to artists like Heavy D, Salt-N-Pepa, Kool Moe Dee, Kid-N-Play and others. These artists didn't use profanity—Heavy D. & the Boyz made a track called "Don't Curse" for their 1991 album Peaceful Journeyand no one expected them to. Sadly, those days are over, and we demand that clean-cut teeny-bop acts like Soulja Boy Tell'em and New Boyz talk sh*t in order to earn their hip-hop badge. Twenty years ago, those credentials came at a higher price than potty talk: artistic creativity.

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cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg 20111101-UK-hip-hop-560x225.jpg There was once a time when Americans treated the idea of British rappers as a joke. How could the English, with their funny accents and halting rhymes, approach the dexterity and rhythm of quality hip-hop music? Those days ended with the classic 1997 compilation Black Whole Styles, and Roots Manuva's groundbreaking 1999 debut Brand New Second Hand. Since then, we've been aware that the U.K. has a strong hip-hop movement that rivals our own.

However, our knowledge of it remains incomplete. It's not our fault — most U.K. rap never makes it across the pond. Last week, Professor Green — who is both hailed and criticized as the U.K. Eminem — released his second album, At Your Inconvenience. It's expected to debut near the top of the British charts, yet it's not scheduled for release in the States. The same goes for Chipmunk (Transition) and Wretch 32 (Black and White).

Ironically, the stuff we hear tends to be via indie labels, like Ninja Tune and its Big Dada subsidiary (Roots Manuva, Wiley and Dels). It's often experimental, with obvious appeal to adventurous listeners — electronic and indie fans in particular. Meanwhile, traditional U.K. rap gets ignored, perhaps because American hip-hop fans are assumed to be more conservative in their tastes. But even a reputation as critic favorites didn't help Dizzee Rascal, whose 2009 U.K. hit Tongue N' Cheek was never released here; nor The Streets, whose final album, Computers & Blues, didn't get a proper retail release (although it's available digitally).

Cam'ron, Purple Haze

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Album of the Day Purple Haze takes the gangsta mindset to its hyper-masculine logical conclusion, inadvertently uprooting any connection the music may have to reality and placing it squarely in the realm of ghetto fantasy. Crack anthems such as "More Gangsta Music" and "The Dope Man" can't -- and shouldn't be -- taken too seriously, which makes them comfort food for laptop hustlas. [Sam Chennault]

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20111018-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg This year's major-label rap seems to lack ambition. From potentially groundbreaking Internet stars forced into awkward compromises (J Cole and Big Sean) and classic mixtapes gutted and truncated for retail release (Big K.R.I.T.'s R4 the Prequel) to imitations of past glories (see Jay-Z and Kanye West), the 2011 slate has been underwhelming so far. Perhaps that's why I've spent more time listening to indie rap records — or at least what's nominally considered "indie" — and mixtapes. They may not necessarily be better, but at least they don't have the burden of living up to marketing hype.

Next month brings more contenders for Album of the Year, including Yelawolf's Radioactive and Drake's Take Care. Here's this month's slate. October 2011 Rap Albums Sampler


1. J Cole
Cole World: The Sideline Story
It's clear what Jay-Z heard in J Cole's mixtapes: the North Carolina rapper has a magnetic voice that draws you to his stories. The difference is that he isn't a hitmaker, at least not yet. Cole produced most of the music on Cole World: The Sideline Story, preferring nondescript beats that focus attention on his lyrics. It makes for an album that's more than the sum of its parts, with few standouts but plenty of solid tracks about abortion ("Lost Ones") and negligent fathers (the No I.D.-produced "Never Told"). Don't miss "In the Morning," in which he trades freaky tales with Drake, or the more hook-friendly single "Can't Get Enough." [Mosi Reeves]


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Album of the Day After 10 years and five exceptional albums, Guru and Premier hit off the fans with a quadruple-vinyl treat. Thirty-three tracks chronicle their ongoing legacy of top-quality Brooklyn hip-hop; Full Clip contains almost all of their singles, as well as a few choice remixes. "Mass Appeal," "Ex Girl To The Next Girl," and "DWYCK" are all included. Essential jams.

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20111018-mixtapes-to-majors-560x225.jpg The mixtape-to-majors trajectory, and the implicit challenges of converting underground acclaim into a sustainable career, has become part of the modern rap narrative. But it's not the only path. We've all seen how Drake, Kid Cudi and B.o.B rocketed from free downloads to hit albums like Thank Me Later, Man on the Moon: The End of Day, and The Adventures of Bobby Ray, respectively; we've also mocked Wale when he followed his widely acclaimed 2008 mixtape, the Seinfeld-inspired The Mixtape About Nothing, with a disappointing major-label debut, the following year's Attention Deficit. (He'll get another chance when Ambition drops next month.)

The inspiration for this roundup of 2011 mixtape artists is J Cole, the rapper/producer whose Cole World: The Sideline Story just sold nearly 300,000 copies in a week. The rest of the entries here chart a road sometimes marked by a major-label signing, though just as often it's with an independent. Yet these so-called "indies" are hardly industry outsiders: Mac Miller's management launched Wiz Khalifa, while Tyler, the Creator's team includes a former manager for Eminem. Even the concept of a "debut album" is questionable: the only real difference between Cole's largely self-produced Friday Night Lights and Cole World is that he released the former as a free download in December 2010. (I defined the term "debut album" as the first project originally intended for retail stores instead of the Internet.) Meanwhile, Big K.R.I.T.'s recent Return of 4va mixtape received the kind of press coverage reserved for official albums; unfortunately, he pushed his actual major-label debut back to 2012, so he's not included on this list.

In short, the rap game is just as confusing as ever. But mixtapes are a useful signifier for artists on the cusp of greatness — or at least those making quality music.

While reading, check out my playlist: From Mixtape to Majors


Mobb Deep, Murda Muzik

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Album of the Day The fourth album from Queensbridge representatives Havoc and Prodigy, Murda Muzik is a perfect follow-up to their East Coast thug-rap classics The Infamous and Hell on Earth. Grim samples and rugged beats back more bloodthirsty lyricism from the diabolical duo. Also features excellent guest spots from Nas, Cormega, and Kool G Rap. [Brolin Winning]

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senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg 20111004-scratch-practice-560x225.jpg A pair of Technics turntable decks will cost you around $800 — maybe cheaper if you can get them used (or if you opt for a lesser brand like Numark). A DJ mixer will set you back another $300. A copy of the Turntablist's Super Duck Breaks costs around $10, and you'll need two copies. But the ability to scratch like DJ Q-Bert? That would be priceless.

In 1998, there was real value to being a DJ who could scratch, mix and cut records. Crews like the Invisibl Skratch Piklz, The X-Men (who changed their name to X-ecutioners to avoid a Marvel Comics lawsuit), the World Famous Beat Junkies and the Bullet Proof Scratch Hamsters roamed the earth. Turntablism, a term coined by Beat Junkie DJ Babu, came into vogue as DJs attempted to create a furiously abstract style of music built around turntable exercises attempted during OM Records-sponsored Deep Concentration tours and SF-based Future Primitive Soundsessions. The mania spread from the compilation series Return of the DJ to the Beastie Boys (who adopted the Piklz' Mix Master Mike as a DJ and honorary "fourth Beastie" for 1998's multiplatinum Hello Nasty) to DJ Shadow's 1996 masterpiece Endtroducing to DJ Q-Bert's Wave Twisters, another '98 release billed as "the first all-skratching album."

But you can't talk about turntablism without noting all the teens at home scratching away on custom-made vinyl like Bionic Booger Breaks and Sqratch Fetishes of the Third Kind. These records usually included several two-minute sound loops (aka "breaks"), along with seconds-long sound snippets that you could cut back and forth, most famously the simple exclamation "Fressshh!" When they weren't practicing how to be a DJ, these young turntablists were studying old-school classics like Public Enemy's "Rebel Without a Pause" and Terminator X's infamous Transformer Scratch, or partying to "real hip-hop" anthems like Gang Starr's "You Know My Steez," Black Star's "Definition," and KRS-One's "Rapture's Delight." But did they listen to any Jay-Z, Puff Daddy or DMX? No way — that stuff was wack and too mainstream! It's funny how times change.

Click here to listen to my entire playlist, Senior Year, 1998: Time 4 Skratch Practice.


RJD2, Deadringer

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Album of the Day A critically acclaimed producer from Ohio, RJD2 concocts dramatic instrumental tracks by fusing layers of samples with random soundbites. Like DJ Shadow, his unusual style strikes a chord with listeners of all genres, not just hip-hop fans. Dead Ringer, his debut LP, was released by powerhouse indie label Def Jux (home to El-P, Mr. Lif, and Cannibal Ox). [Brolin Winning]

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Method Man, Tical

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Album of the Day Released in '94, this was the first in a very long line of Wu-Tang solo albums and side projects. Produced entirely by the RZA, it's a classic from start to finish, loaded with basement beats and raw-dog rhymes. Includes the timeless gems "Bring the Pain" and "Method Man," as well as the ill Raekwon collaboration "Meth vs. Chef." [Brolin Winning]

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cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg20110913-concept-albums-560x225.jpg With the arrival of Alice Cooper's new record, Welcome 2 My Nightmare -- a concept-album sequel to his 1975 classic Welcome to My Nightmare -- we got to thinking. It seemed like the whole idea of the concept album, a major facet of the rock era, with entries from damn near everybody -- The Beatles (Sgt. Pepper's), The Beach Boys, The Kinks, Floyd, Yes, Genesis, The Who -- had died a horrible, somewhat goofy, death. In my addled mind, I somehow got the idea that besides pretty much anything by Mastodon or R. Kelly (who both sang a cellphone conversation or hid in a closet), the concept album had gone the way of the dinosaur since Roger Waters' The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking came out in 1984. Boy, was I wrong.

Not only are there tons of concept albums still coming out, they're emerging from genres as far afield as progressive metal and hip-hop. Even better, the results are still often slightly crappy, a time-honored tradition of this '70s, uh, tradition. Let's face it, making a record with a unifying theme is not easy, and there are gonna be holes. Often musicians just get points for trying (in my book anyway). And I have to admit, I often like the crappy concept albums better than the "successful" ones. Below, you'll find a cross-section of some of the concept albums that came out in the past decade. As you can see, the art form is far from dying, and is just as suspect as ever.

Alice Cooper
Welcome 2 My Nightmare
While there's no escaping the fact that the most hardcore drug referenced on this sequel to the 1975 album is, uh, caffeine (track 2), at least former members of the Alice Cooper Band are playing the music. And even though there are both Auto-Tune vocals and rapping, there are moments when the group's '70s ferocity is recaptured, sort of. Their proclivities for cabaret music and Broadway dramatics are also touched on. To be fair, that rapping ("Disco Bloodbath Boogie Fever") is done as a joke, and Cooper's trademark sly humor is everywhere here. [Mike McGuirk]


The Roots, Phrenology

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Album of the Day Phrenology is the Roots' most ambitious work to date. The mercurial and epic "Water" is a tone-poem of sorts dealing with the drug addiction of departed member Malik B, while "Something in the Way of Things" features controversial poet Amiri Baraka. Though experimental, the CD also has pop nuggets such as "Break You Off" and "The Seed 2.0." [Sam Chennault]

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20110913-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg This month's Hip-Hop Roundup brings a mixed bag of goodies, from the underground satires of Das Racist and Serengeti to the well-chronicled stadium rap of Lil Wayne and Jay-Z & Kanye West. There's not much common ground between Ace Hood and Theophilus London — one's a star on the mixtape circuit, while the other gets more name-drops on fashion blogs than rap forums. Hip-hop in 2011 encompasses so many contrasting and conflicting styles that it takes a wide palette to enjoy it all.

Click here to listen to my accompanying playlist: August 2011 Rap Albums Sampler


1. Das Racist
Relax
"The smart boys back with the dumb sound," raps Heems of Das Racist on "Selena." Actually, the sounds of Relax are pretty smart, too. The New York trio has made a quantum leap since their 2008 Internet novelty "Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell," and songs like "Shut Up, Man" (with El-P as a guest) and "Michael Jackson" have intricately satirical wordplay as well as dumb-hot hipster beats. As Das Racist celebrate White Castle burgers on "Rainbow in the Dark" and sing the dance-pop number "Girl" (or is it a parody?), it's difficult to tell if these guys take anything seriously. But that's probably the point.


September 11, 2001 Scrapbook

20110906-9-11-560x225.jpg We all reacted to the horrible events of September 11, 2001, in our own ways — wherever we were, whatever we were doing, whichever CD or radio station or fizzy pop single we first reached for to help us cope. Here, Rhapsody's editors offer their own musical perspectives, from saber-rattling country to hopeful worship music, from pop-punk bromides to plaintive protest songs, from the momentary tentativeness of comedy to the fieriness of hip-hop to the transcendence of jazz. As Sonny Rollins put it, "Maybe music can help. I don't know, but we have to try something." Here's what we tried.

Sifting Through the Ashes in New York City

I was in Park Slope, Brooklyn, that morning, about to board the subway for work in Lower Manhattan, when my roommate told me I should turn the TV on. After the second plane hit, I went up to the roof of our apartment building and watched the smoke. Cars were dusted with ashes as far south as where I lived. I spent the day switching between staring at TV news and trying to drown out the hell in my head (and the fear that the Army might call me back up) with desolate ambient doomsday metal: Neurosis, My Dying Bride, Amorphis droning about mushroom clouds.

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Album of the DaY A hugely influential crew out of L.A., Freestyle Fellowship serve up lyrically complex yet playful jams, similar to acts like the Pharcyde and Hieroglyphics. This debut album, originally released in 1991, is easily their best work, with standouts like "Sunshine Men" and "Legal Alien." —Brolin Winning

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Album of the Day Though he had some earlier singles, this was the record that really established Hammer as a megaplatinum, arena-filling superstar. Danceable beats and G-rated rhymes won him millions of fans mesmerized by the chart-topping hits "U Can't Touch This" and "Pray." Although his fame and fortune would eventually dwindle, this LP finds Hammer at the top of his game. —Rhapsody

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Ludacris, Word of Mouf

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Album of the Day A master of the punchline with a knack for making huge hits, Ludacris' sophomore record is full of the same bugged humor and catchy production that made his debut so hot. Timbaland, Swizz Beats, and Organized Noize provide ear-tickling beats galore, while Luda continues to wreck mics. Includes the hit singles "Area Codes" and "Rollout." —Brolin Winning

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20110830-diary-mixtape-560x225.jpg In case you were wondering, yes, I was one of those people who would spend months perfecting a mixtape, design a collage of artwork for it, and then shyly hand over the cassette tape to some crush I mooned over in hopes that she would get my special "message." Don't front like you didn't do that, too.

Sometimes, though, I would simply create a mix that described my thoughts and feelings on life in general. It was akin to writing in a journal, though easier than confronting my thoughts nakedly transcribed on a piece of paper — the music allowed me to hide behind the sounds of others who could voice things that I could not or would not say. I worked on these 90-minute mixes — 45 to 50 minutes for each cassette side — by recording songs from a turntable, erasing and retaping them, and hoping the tape wouldn't break. (Yep, I used to make tape loops, too.) When I finished them, I not only gave the tapes to would-be lovers, but friends, too, just to let them know what was going on in my head.

The era of the cassette tape is long gone (though it's making a tentative comeback in indie circles; earlier this month, I copped new tapes by both MF Doom & Ghostface Killah, and Death Grips). So now I program songs in iTunes and Rhapsody, trying out different combinations, and hearing which fit together sonically and thematically. It's a less physical act than cuing up and manipulating a cassette tape, but the goals are the same.

As I said before, I often spend months on a tape. Due to time constraints, I knocked this one out in a few hours, so it's not my ideal mix. But its range of artists, from The Emotions to The Throne to Zomby to The Cure to Little Dragon, will give you a brief peek into where I am right at this moment.

Click here to listen to my playlist: Friday Mixtape: Mixtape Diary


20110830-rock-the-bells-560x225.jpg Click here for a playlist of the biggest songs at this year's Rock the Bells festival.

The live summer blockbuster Rock the Bells has lasted nearly 10 years by catering to the notion that "classic" and indie rap acts keep the flame of real hip-hop alive. It's clearly a fantasy, but the fault lines remain — Southern rapper David Banner left the 2007 tour after the audience greeted him with boos on a few dates. For better or worse, it's still known as the old-school festival.

Still, no other event — save smaller packages like Atlanta's A3C Festival (which assembles a better range of regional styles) and L.A.'s indie-leaning Paid Dues Festival — offers a comparable experience. Unfortunately, stereotypes persist that rappers show up late (or not at all) to concerts, put on uninspired performances and often incite gang violence. Acclaimed headlining sets by Eminem at Lollapalooza and Kanye West at Coachella are just two recent examples that disprove this misconception. But there's enough random evidence, including Big Boi's guileless recent cancellation at San Francisco's Outside Lands fest despite Tweeting pics of himself backstage, to fuel the perception. Perhaps that's why people embrace Rock the Bells with such irrepressible enthusiasm: it's a chance for artists without the selling power of Eminem or Kanye to get their festival moment, too.

Rock the Bells: Photos

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Mos Def & Talib Kweli are Black Star, with J-Rocc on the turntables.
Listen to: Black Star, "Re:Definition"

20110830-LIL-WAYNE-SG-ext-review-560x225.jpg Lil Wayne could have made a much worse album than Tha Carter IV. Certainly, he seemed primed for a disaster. Released in 2010, the widely derided Rebirth was a sophomoric pop-punk experiment. Its follow-up, the I Am Not a Human Being EP, marked a retreat to his modus operandi as a Dirty South rhyme animal, but it sounded rote and joyless, and he seemed distracted by a pending prison stint for weapons possession (which he completed early this year). After those relative failures — though both went gold on Wayne's brand name and his unquenchable fan base — Tha Carter IV seems less likely to draw the same excitement and interest as 2008's Tha Carter III. And while teaser singles such as "John," "6 Foot 7 Foot," "How to Love" and "She Will" have been decent, none of them have equaled the classic minimalist attack of Vol. III's "A Milli" or the inexplicably popular pillow-hump ballad "Lollipop."

The World of Young Money

20110830-LIL-WAYNE-SG-young-money-560x225.jpg Lil Wayne's Young Money is a crew on par with G-Unit, Dipset, Maybach Music and Grand Hustle. Last year, Drake redefined R&B and hip-hop fusion while transforming into a platinum artist with Thank Me Later; Nicki Minaj almost single-handedly revived rapping as a vocation for the ladies and became a platinum sensation with Pink Friday. Which other squad can boast three platinum brands in 2011? To quote Jay-Z's memorable riposte to his many haters at the 2009 American Music Awards (which he later repeated on The Blueprint III's "Reminder"), "Men lie, women lie, numbers don't."

And yet, it seems wrong to rank Young Money among mainstream rap's biggest cliques, even if they've inarguably earned their spot. When we think of rap crews, our minds turn to hood soldiers, self-described thugs that spend as much time racking up criminal charges and beefing with other gangsters as they do logging guest spots on their sponsors' albums, patiently waiting for some shine of their own. Lil Wayne may fit the bill of a fearless, battle-scarred leader who's served prison time, but his progeny seem focused on reaching the pop charts, not ruling the mixtape circuit and carrying Weezy's weed stash. Their heroes are genre-blurring sensations like Kanye West, Chris Brown, Rihanna and, of course, Wayne himself.

This playlist collects all the familiar Y.M. hits from the late 2009 collection We Are Young Money, as well as a few unheralded singles that expand on the collective's urban pop approach. With new, swaggering tracks like "I'm on It," Tyga is carefully rebranding himself after the 2008 novelty hit "Coconut Juice." On "Love Affair" and "New Money," Lil Twist has modeled himself after Bow Wow and other underage emcees, searching for a breakout single that will force the world to notice him. Not every Young Money crew member will blow up like Drake and Nicki Minaj, but expect rap's hottest team to continue upending our notions of the hip-hop supergroup.

Click here to listen to the entire playlist: The World of Young Money.


20110830-LIL-WAYNE-SG-main-560x225.jpg Hyper-talented, mercurial, unpredictable, prolific, hedonistic, and seemingly unstoppable, Lil Wayne is, if not the best rapper alive, certainly among the most luridly fascinating. Fresh out of prison and reinvigorated, he's back with Tha Carter IV, a record rife with more humor, violence, extravagance, and blockbuster cameos than every wan 2011 Hollywood sequel put together. So here's Rhapsody's exclusive guide, featuring an in-depth review of the record itself, an examination of Wayne's extended Young Money crew, a playlist celebrating Wayne's best recent tracks, and our salute to the Monsters of Rap, from Jay-Z to Eminem to, of course, the man himself. Enjoy.

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Is Tha Carter IV another classic? An extended look.
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Life After Rebirth: A deep playlist running down Wayne's latest hits, misses, and oddities
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Monsters of Rap: Jay, Kanye, 50, Wayne and more battle for hip-hop supremacy
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Young Money Talks: Thanks to Drake and Nicki Minaj, Wayne's crew is thriving
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E-40, In a Major Way

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Album of the Day The third solo album from 40 Water, In A Major Way won a grip of new fans for the Bay's biggest baller. Razor-sharp rhymes and top-of-the-line production are in full effect, resulting in a record that many fans consider his best. Highlights include "Dusted 'N' Disgusted" (with Spice 1, Mac Mall, and Tupac), and the party jam "Smoke ‘N' Drank. —Brolin Winning

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2011 VMA Nominees Playlist

20110823-mtv-vma-560x225.png The Video Music Awards are Sunday night! Yes, we know, MTV doesn't play videos much anymore. And chances are Kanye has learned his lesson and will not hijack the stage from Taylor Swift — though who's to say he won't hijack someone else's spotlight, right? But the VMAs are still a guaranteed evening of hot video clips, killer performances (Adele, Lil Wayne and Bruno Mars are all on the roster!), and, yes, inevitable hijinks of one sort or another. To put it another way: Gaga. Opening. With an army of Little Monsters. (What will she wear?!!!!! We can hardly wait!!!!!)

Furthermore, this year's list of nominees is the show's most diverse in years, with hipster-hop flosser Kreayshawn, indie-poppers Foster the People and bug-eating emcee Tyler, the Creator all battling it out in the Best New Artist category. But even the Video of the Year clash is interesting, with nods to everyone from Adele to Bruno Mars to the Beastie Boys. And then there's the new category, Best Video with a Message: apparently Katy Perry's "Firework" is not actually about plastic bags and sparkler boobs. (That's what we got from it, anyway.) So get pumped with our 2011 VMA Nominees playlist.


Outside Lands 2011: Photos

Gone Phishing at Outside Lands. Pics by Stephanie Benson.

Rhapsody trekked out to the fourth annual Outside Lands Music Festival in San Francisco's picturesque Golden Gate Park to catch acts including Phish, OK Go, The Roots, Foster the People, Beirut, The Black Keys, John Fogerty and more. Check out photo highlights from the three-day extravaganza.

20110816-amy-winehouse-b2b-560x225.jpg When Amy Winehouse passed away from as-yet unknown causes on July 23, the trauma registered across music communities and genre barriers. Rap websites chronicled her duets with Ghostface Killah and Mos Def. Green Day and M.I.A. recorded tributes. And nearly everyone returned to the album that brought her to our attention, 2006's Back to Black.

When the album first surfaced, some listeners struggled to tune out the deafening, industry-fueled hype surrounding it, and as a result, may have underestimated its powers. It is now clear that Back to Black is an incredible piece of music. Perhaps we've reached that verdict out of sadness over her untimely demise, or an awareness of how her years-long spiral into drug and alcohol abuse imprinted her literally blood-soaked image into our minds. Only time will tell us if Winehouse the paparazzi casualty will recede beneath Winehouse the retro-soul prodigy, much as we have come to forget the tabloid follies of Kurt Cobain and many others. We shouldn't lose an appreciation of her music.

senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg 20110816-dial-MTV-after-school-560x225.jpg So first off, welcome to the '90s! Even if it still kind of feels more like the last gasp of the '80s: hair metal is almost over but doesn't know it yet, so it's still all over MTV, with songs about cherry pie (RIP Jani Lane) and unskinny bopping and staying up all night and sleeping all day and living in a house of pain, about girls named Michelle and Janie and Jayne. Then there's Jane's Addiction and Faith No More (with their exploding piano and flopping fish) and that new band King's X, whose singer is black and Christian and 40 years old — if you think about it, loud rock's starting to get a little odd and arty again. Maybe everyone's just weirded out that Nelson have the best hair.

Unless Vanilla Ice does, that is, with his rag-top down so his hair can blow. (Except not really — that pompadour's at a standstill!) But take heed, 'cause he's a lyrical poet, killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom and neck-and-neck with MC Hammer in the contest for America's Favorite Rapper. (Hammer's definitely the better dancer, though.) Worst Hair honors may actually go to Sinéad O'Connor, who doesn't have any, and dances sorta clumsy, to boot. As for who has the better smash ballad named "Hold On," Wilson Phillips or En Vogue — it's a toss-up.

But either way, the decision's in your hands. Every weekday, just call your votes in to 1-800-DIAL-MTV toll-free on your parents' landline, then sit down with a New Coke and watch the Top 10 requests. Who's it gonna be? Bell Biv Devoe? Jane Child? Roxette? Snap? Enuf Z'Nuff? You gotta tune in to find out. Most songs in the playlist below probably placed sometime during the year, for better or worse. It's in your face but you can't grab it. U can't touch this, but nothing compares 2 U.

Click here to listen to our entire playlist: Senior Year, 1990: Dial MTV After School.



David Banner, Mississippi: The Album

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banner_mississippi.jpg Originally part of hip-hop duo Crooked Lettaz, David Banner returns to the spotlight with his sophomore solo effort, Mississippi. Slick, beat-driven songs such as "Like a Pimp" and "Cadillac on 22s" connect the dots between socio-economic inequality and spiritualism in an entertainingly street-wise manner. —Linda Ryan

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20110809-watch-the-throne-main-560x225.jpg Watch the Throne is here. Shame on you if you thought Jay-Z and Kanye West's opus was nothing more than a blogger's wet dream: it's real, it's "H.A.M.," and yes, it's much, much better than Best of Both Worlds.

So get ready for the clash of the titans with our stupendous Throne Survival Guide. Find out where we placed Hova and Yeezy among hip-hop's other royal actors in our Monsters of Rap feature (feel free to disagree). Relive the dynamic duo's pre-Throne collabos with our Jay-Z & Kanye West: Before the Throne playlist, from Kanye's early beats for Jay to their guest appearances on each other's tracks. Listen to their dozens of solo hits and vocal appearances from 2009 to today with the dual playlists Before the Throne: Jay-Z and Before the Throne: Kanye West. And finally, read our deep-dive take on Watch the Throne itself. It's time to pay homage to the undisputed kings of luxury rap.

Watch the Throne



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Worth the Wait? A deep dive into quite possibly the biggest rap album of 2011
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Before the Throne: Our favorite pre-W.T.T. Jay/Kanye collaborations
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Monsters of Rap: Lil Wayne, 50 Cent and other modern emcees worthy of the throne
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Tag Teams: More classic hip-hop supergroups, from Black Star to Jaylib to Gravediggaz
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The Best of Jay-Z: His best from 2009 on, from "D.O.A." to "Light Up"
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The Best of Kanye West: From "POWER" to "Christmas in Harlem," his most recent hits
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20110809-monsers-of-rap-560x225.jpg Back in the '80s, the world's biggest rock bands gathered together for an annual stadium festival called Monsters of Rock. Though mostly a U.K. phenomenon, an American version featuring Van Halen and Metallica toured the States in 1988. Now, with the release of Jay-Z and Kanye West's Watch the Throne, it's an ideal time to chronicle the rise of the hip-hop megastar and establish our very own Monsters of Rap.

First, let's establish some rules. They must have at least one platinum album. (That eliminates Kid Cudi, Rick Ross, Lupe Fiasco, Gucci Mane, Flo Rida, Tech N9ne, B.o.B, Wiz Khalifa and Pitbull.) They must have at least two full-length albums to their credit. After all, "monster" signifies a fearsome animal with a significant life span, not a zygote-like flash in the pan. (That eliminates Drake and Nicki Minaj.) Finally, they must be an "active" artist with new material; artists who are dead (the Notorious B.I.G., 2Pac, and Big Pun, R.I.P.) and currently inactive  (Missy Elliott, OutKast) are excluded.

20110809-watch-the-throne-ext-review-560x225.jpg "Wasn't I a good king?" complains Jay-Z near the conclusion of Watch the Throne, his long-awaited full-length collaboration with Kanye West. Who can blame his haughtiness? The natives are restless. Last year was an embarrassment of riches, as Thank Me Later, Teflon Don and, yes, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy redefined the contours of luxury rap. But 2011 is the comedown, ruined by pretenders like Wiz Khalifa's Rolling Papers and Big Sean's Finally Famous, which trumpet the virtues of overnight celebrity with none of the sweat, vigor or hard-won respect.

And so we sink our teeth into Watch the Throne, and find the taste rather funny. When two superstars get together, we expect frizzy blasts of energy that wow us on first listen and slowly dissipate in the morning, like a pleasant dream. We're looking for impact, not resonance, like B.B. King and Eric Clapton's Riding with the King. We expect incredible verses (or guitar solos) and catchy songs before we return to the drudgery of our pedestrian lives.

But instead, here we get the specter of 2010's cash crop, and the distant yet still visible peaks of Jay-Z and Kanye West's past glories. The critics, bloggers and rap fanatics are waiting, too, ready to write virtual term papers on this pay-per-listen event and turn W.T.T. into a metaphor for either the debt crisis or the yawning income gap between rich and poor, or whatever. If this bloated hour-plus enterprise fails, albeit admirably, it'll be despite our two heroes' attempts to fulfill our contradictory expectations for shameless pop carnality and weighty artistic sustenance.

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The final day of Lollapalooza's 20th-anniversary fest began so beautifully. The sun shone, the birds chirped (probably -- it was hard to hear them over the ovaries-rattling bass from Perry's Stage, which reverberated through the entire park today), the crowd skipped happily from show to show, and the perpetually friendly Lolla staffers smiled and thanked people as they crossed the gates. Did I mention that early-afternoon shining sun? Focus on it. Bask in it. Because after that? It rained. A lot. And then it rained again. A lot. And then there was mud. So, so much mud. The proceedings ended in drenched streets and unrecognizably filthy festies and shoe-swallowing, phone-destroying craters of mud. And that, too, was beautiful.

Rain at a festival, while not exactly ideal, is the great equalizer. Yes, it was unfortunate that Arctic Monkeys' set (among others) got delayed by the first storm. But the people I was huddled with under the Estancia lounge tent were laughing, bonding, making new friends -- and watching the dripping diehards at Cage the Elephant catch Matt Schultz's increasingly slippery body as he (and his mic) stage-dove again and again. And when the first downpour stopped and all 90,000 of us came together again, those of us who weren't drenched quickly got painted with mud. What beautiful people? Everyone was beautiful, everyone was ugly -- and everyone looked like they were paying homage to the classic images of joyfully muddy hippies at Lolla progenitor Woodstock. And when the second deluge began minutes before the headliner sets, it seemed almost fitting, as if Deadmau5 at one end and Dave Grohl's Foo Fighters at the other had called the rains down for their legions of ravers and rockers to play in. The crowd, many covered in trash bags donated by the ground crew, collectively said "screw it" and bolted for the field, helping each other up when they fell, and using the mud as a dance partner that could spin and slip them around.

Eminem, The Marshall Mathers LP

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Album of the Day Though the template of laying irreverent societal critique over bouncy Dr. Dre beats is left essentially intact, Marshall Mathers is darker and meaner. It mixes homophobia and misogyny with murder fantasies. The epic narrative "Stan" was Eminem's attempt to reconcile his responsibility as an influential public figure with his role as an entertainer and artist. But the distance between art and reality wasn't as clear as the song would lead us to believe, and the violent fantasy "Kim" reportedly led his wife, the song's subject, to attempt suicide. This is volatile, obscene and great art. —Sam Chennault

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Lollapalooza, Day Two

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The ironic charm of music festivals, as everyone knows, is that they're actually a pretty crappy place to hear music. The festgoer paradox at an event as massive as Lollapalooza (which completely sold out beforehand for the first time this year) is this: should you fight your way to the front of the stage and stake out a spot early enough to actually see your favorite band, which means you aren't going anywhere, including to other stages where other bands are playing, until the show's over? Or should you try to "see" as many acts as you can from the back of the lawn, behind a tree, next to a bunch of drunk people who are talking louder than the band is playing? Ultimately, the best decision is to just focus on creating an experience.

So what was the experience of Lolla like on Saturday? Well, day two began with rain: buckets of mud-producing, sludge-inducing rain that quickly coated the extremities of festgoers. The day ended with heat: the sun came out with a vengeance, the temperatures rose, the humidity was oppressive. And somewhere in the middle, everyone got drunk. Really, really drunk. Yesterday's beautiful people? Gone -- or at least so covered in mud that they were unrecognizable as such. The festival grounds, which were expanded to make for a sprawling 115 acres in 2010? Still navigable, thanks to the crisscrossing network of paths and streets that make up Chicago's Grant Park, but it still requires an inner pep talk every time one is faced with the task of navigating through tens of thousands of sweaty bodies. The port-a-potty situation? Grim. What else was a girl and 90,000 or so of her closest friends to do but give in and just enjoy the ride, with all its highs and lows, twists and turns, uppers and downers?

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Album of the Day As the cleanup hitter for Oakland's mighty Hieroglyphics collective, Del established himself as a rising star (with help from cousin Ice Cube) on 1991's P-funk sampling I Wish My Brother George Was Here. But with his 1993 follow-up, Del wanted to prove to rivals that he really knew how to spit. He took no prisoners on hard-hitting cuts like "Catch a Bad One" and "Boo Boo Heads," slanging verses and putdowns with a panache worthy of KRS-One. The punchy No Need for Alarm made Del a hero among underground hip-hop fans, but it curtailed his mainstream career. He didn't re-emerge on the pop radar until 2000, when Gorillaz recruited him for "Clint Eastwood." —Mosi Reeves

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Welcome to Bandmating, Rhapsody's new show where we put bandmates in the hot seat to test how well they know each other. In this episode, we've got swag-rap sensation Kreayshawn and an unusually effusive DJ LIL D3BB13 (Lil' Debbie) coming out about snacking, sleeping, singing and of course, makin' whoopie.

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Bay Area rapper/filmmaker Kreayshawn’s aesthetic is as compelling as it is bizarre: she's like an escapee from the Mickey Mouse Club raised by hip-hop kids on the streets of Oakland. As evinced by her ridiculously addictive YouTube hit “Gucci Gucci,” she makes music that can be as goofy as Salt-n-Pepa's and as graphic as Tyler, the Creator's. If she can develop a sound with appeal outside the insular swag-rap community — which Columbia Records, who recently signed her, is betting she can — then we may be witnessing the birth of one of the most puzzling, controversial pop stars since Lady Gaga.

- Garrett Kamps

Outkast, Stankonia

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Album of the Day The fourth record from Atlanta's reigning duo of funkiness is Outkast's most commercially successful project to date. Produced mostly by themselves, they continue to get staggeringly better with each release. Experimenting with more bugged-out sonic combinations, the release features "B.O.B.," "So Fresh, So Clean," "Ms Jackson," and "Red Velvet." Amazing music.

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senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg 20110719-black-radio-560x225.jpg The year 1983 must have been a crazy time to be a black teenager. Michael Jackson was blowing up big time, whether it was rocking that ultra-fresh red zipper jacket in the "Beat It" video or slaying millions of Americans with his "Billie Jean" performance on the Motown 25 broadcast. Prince was creepin' up, too, thanks to his coyly suggestive "Little Red Corvette" and 1999. Lionel Richie got love, too, even if "All Night Long (All Night)" was kinda corny. Luther Vandross was still making post-disco hits with a fury, from his own "I'll Let You Slide" to producing Aretha Franklin's "Get It Right." The funk was still strong, whether it was George Clinton's massive "Atomic Dog" or The Gap Band's nonstop "Party Train."

In retrospect, the year seems so exhilarating and confusing. Yes, the synthesizer ruled the charts, leading critics like Nelson George to declare it "the death of rhythm and blues." But what about electro stars like Afrika Bambaataa and the Jonzun Crew? Hell, what about David Bowie's "Let's Dance," The Human League's "(Keep Feeling) Fascination" and Madonna's "Holiday"? Incredibly, all this stuff found a home on Billboard's Black Singles chart (which wasn't retitled R&B/Hip-Hop Singles until years later). There was even space for the odd novelty jam like Sexual Harrassment's "I Need a Freak."

Dilated Peoples, Expansion Team

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Album of the Day Dilated's second album on Capitol, Expansion Team finds the Los Angeles crew enlisting the help of various New York City all-stars. Juju, Premier, and the Beatminerz all contribute quality beats. Babu handles the decks and Rakka and Evidence continue to spew venom on the mic. Standouts include "Panic," "Pay Attention," and the lead single "Worst Comes To Worst." —Brolin Winning

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Tupac Shakur would've turned 40 on June 16 this year. His birthday did not go unnoticed. Members of the Shakur family, event promoters and fans held honorary parties across the country that day; meanwhile, Meek Mill's "Tupac Back," the lead single from Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group compilation Self-Made, briefly lit up the Internet. And a day before 2Pac's birthday, a man serving life in prison named Dexter Isaac told allhiphop.com that he was paid by former record executive Jimmy "The Henchman" Rosemond to rob the rapper during what became the infamous 1994 Quad Studios shooting. Taken together, it all amounted to the most 2Pac discussion in years.

Perhaps the birthday is what prompted Universal Music Group to digitally re-release 2Pac's early Interscope recordings in June. There isn't much left to say about a mythological figure who has generated conspiracy theories, academic books and a cottage industry of bootlegs since his 1996 death. But his first three albums, along with the Thug Life compilation and the post-mortem collection R U Still Down? (Remember Me), deserve new scrutiny. This era is often summarized as 2Pac's "conscious" period, before he "signed a deal with the devil" at Death Row (as his mother, Afeni Shakur, once put it). But the records themselves aren't as straightforward.

Blackalicious, Blazing Arrow

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Album of the Day Sharp hooks and guest spots dominate Blackalicious' second album. Chief Xcel's production is a wonder as he creates a full-on Technicolor world of soulful rhythm; the Gift of Gab keeps the rhymes coming quick, twisting and bending words and phrases. Highlights include the Nilsson-sampling title track and "4000 Miles." —Jon Pruett

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20110701-CEELO-playlist.jpg In an age of male vocalists who either whisper and croon, or modulate their voices with Auto-Tune and other "pitch-correcting" technology, CeeLo Green is a veritable throwback. He's got a big voice like Tom Jones and a killer personality like Otis Redding. And don't forget that he's a superior rapper, too, one of the best the South has ever produced.

Those of us who have followed Mr. Holloway since his days with Goodie Mob already know this. But for the people who just discovered CeeLo via his work as one-half of Gnarls Barkley or as the engine behind his instant solo classic "F*ck You," you've got some catching up to do. CeeLo is not only a terrific talent, but a hard-working session vocalist game for collaboration, whether it's Swedish electro-pop outfit The Teddybears ("Cho Cha"), new-school Northeast rapper Asher Roth ("Be By Myself"), or comedian Jack Black (see his remake of "Kung Fu Fighting"). And don't forget the fact that he wrote the Pussycat Dolls' biggest hit, "Don't Cha."

CeeLo has put in so much work during the last decade that this modest two-hour playlist can't cover it all. It nonetheless includes a handful of solo hits, lots of guest appearances and even his early work with OutKast and Dungeon Family. Check out the playlist: playWorld of Cee Lo Green, the unstoppable soul machine.


banner_HTC_white.jpg 20110628-radar-com-truise.jpg Welcome to another edition of Rhap Radar, our month-long survey of 24 up-and-coming artists that excite us. For a peek at what you've missed so far, here's a playlist of our first dozen honorees. And now we move on to a new batch, featuring a slow-burning blog-rap upstart, an Afro-Latin innovator (and politician!), Radiohead-esque indie rockers, a nostalgia-drenched electro-funker, and two women named Natalia (one a Latin-pop diva, the other a will.i.am-abetted pop star in training). Read on and listen in below.

Com Truise: The Synthesizer-Wielding Retro-Futurist

Missy Elliott, This Is Not a Test

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Album of the Day Arguably the most consistent and creative female artist in hip-hop, Elliott returns with album five, filled to the brim with futuristic production and old-school vibes. This Is Not A Test! keeps the party rocking from start to finish, with cameos from Jay-Z, Nelly, Mary J. Blige, Fabolous, Beenie Man and R. Kelly. —Brolin Winning

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The Wonderful World of CeeLo

20110628-CEE-LO-main-560x225.jpg CeeLo Green is a renaissance man for our young, bewildering century. He's got hit songs in multiple guises (Goodie Mob, Gnarls Barkley and most recently as a solo artist); a plum spot on much-praised new singing-competition reality show The Voice; and now his very own Fuse program, Talking to Strangers, wherein he's free to, say, challenge Lupe Fiasco to a staring contest. To celebrate his increasing good fortune, we proudly present a quick, celebratory peek into the hip-hop soul man's universe: a playlist of his greatest hits, a celebration of songs titled "Fuck You" or the immediate equivalent, an exclusive Talking to Strangers clip, and a special playlist provided by the man himself (Train!). Tune in and go crazy.


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CeeLo builds us a personal playlist, starring Keri Hilson, Lupe Fiasco, Train (!) and more
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Some feisty clips from CeeLo's new Fuse show, Talking to Strangers
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The Best of CeeLo: From Goodie Mob to Gnarls Barkley, a tour through his greatest hits
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The "Fuck You" playlist: CeeLo isn't the first artist to title his song with the ultimate kiss-off
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Hip-Hop Roundup

20110628-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg "Delayed gratification" is the theme of June's rap slate. Big Sean's Finally Famous has arrived long after the Detroit rapper signed to G.O.O.D. Music in 2007. Bad Meets Evil's Hell: The Sequel is a "follow-up" to an abandoned album once planned for the end of the '90s, back when Eminem was issuing his major-label debut, The Slim Shady LP. Indie-rap titans Sean Price, Guilty Simpson and Black Milk have finally brought us Random Axe after announcing the project in 2009. Blue Scholars just released Cinemetropolis, their first album in four years; Trae's King of the Streets 3 is his first full-length since 2008. Are they worth the wait?

Check out highlights from this month's Rap Roundup in the June 2011 Rap Albums Sampler playlist.


De La Soul, Stakes Is High

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Album of the Day After almost four years, Posdnuos and company emerge from the ether like the long-lost friends they are. Their wordplay assured in its subtle smarts, their delivery unassuming in its quick, unmacho mumble, their cultural awareness never smug about its balance, they bind up an identifiable feeling in an identifiable sound, and just about every one of the 17 tracks comes equipped with a solid beat and a likable hook or chorus. It's a relief to have them back. But it's never a revelation. (Grade: B+) —Robert Christgau

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Snoop Doggy Dogg, Doggystyle

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Album of the Day After stealing the show on The Chronic, Snoop Dogg became a major superstar on the strength of this classic 1993 debut. Produced entirely by Dr. Dre, Doggystyle is one of the dopest, most influential, and just plain funkiest hip-hop albums ever made. Packed with hits, it includes "Gin and Juice," "Who Am I" and "Ain't No Fun." —Brolin Winning

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LL Cool J, Mama Said Knock You Out

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ll_cool_j_mama.jpg The fourth album from the Queens rap veteran, Mama became his best-selling record ever. Produced by beat maestro Marley Marl (Biz, Kool G Rap, Masta Ace, etc.), it reestablished LL to a skeptical audience that was beginning to doubt his longevity and relevance. Includes the blistering title track, as well as "Boomin' System" and "Around The Way Girl." — Brolin Winning

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Welcome to Rhapsody Radar, our month-long series highlighting 24 artists we’re particularly thrilled about, from blog-rap princesses to fledgling Latin-pop superstars, from roots-rock titans to hip dance-punkers. We’ll be highlighting six new names a week, with tons of videos, playlists and additional ephemera to boot. Today, we’ve got an exclusive interview with Mississippi rapper/producer Big K.R.I.T., a Dirty South revivalist with an affinity for everyone from OutKast to Adele. Enjoy.

Click here to listen to our Big K.R.I.T. Sampler playlist.

If you follow rap blogs, then you've probably already downloaded Big K.R.I.T.'s acclaimed mixtapes, 2010's K.R.I.T. Wuz Here and 2011's Return Of 4eva. The Mississippi rapper specializes in Dirty South revivalism, paying frequent tribute to '90s heroes like UGK and OutKast with bluesy reality rap. This EP includes five gems from those mixtapes, including a remix of his "Country Sh*t" single and "The Vent," wherein he proves he can mine deeper emotions than the thrills of Southern-flavored capitalism. If you don't know K.R.I.T., R4: The Prequel is a good way to get familiar.

- Mosi Reeves

The Best of 2011 (So Far)

summer-best-of-2011-so-far-560x225.jpg One aspect of summer that never fails to surprise is that the year is now nearly half over: we are closer to 2011's year-end critics-poll season than we are to 2010's. You've started drafting your own Top 10 list already, right? No? You haven't? Don't panic: here, Rhapsody's genre editors each pick their five favorite records of the year so far. How many will survive until November? Which ones will be replaced by Lil Wayne, by Beyoncé, by the soundtrack to Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark? Time will tell, but for now, here are our picks for the year's best, half a year early.

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Album of the Day The debut album from Harlem's illest emcee. Big L goes all out on every track, dazzling heads with high-flying lyricism that is simultaneously brutal, hilarious and just plain awesome. Banging beats from Lord Finesse and Diamond D seal the deal. A slept-on classic, this record is truly outstanding. — Brolin Winning

Hear It Now!


senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg20110607-new-jack-house-party-560x225.jpg Do a little dance y'all! (Like this y'all, like that y'all!) Feel the groove! (I feel it, I feel it now!) Make a little love now! (Ooh, aah, ooh ooh, aah!) This party's at the funhouse, we're rocking high-top fades, Cross Colours tees and high-top Jordans, and the sound is the New Jack Swing.

It's been here since 1987, ever since Teddy Riley dropped a bomb on us with Keith Sweat's "I Want Her" and Kool Moe Dee's "How Ya Like Me Now." And it ain't going nowhere; as Guy's second album title put it, it's The Future. So what if G-funk and boom-bap lie just around the corner, and dudes were about to keep it too real and hardcore to have fun anymore, and soul music was about to get so horny it would make Digital Underground's "Freaks of the Industry" seem as G-rated as Disney's Beauty and the Beast? For now, U can't touch this, even if you rocked a pair of MC Hammer's yellow parachute pants.

And don't even get us started on New Edition. They're straight running things in 1990, whether it's Johnny Gill, Ralph Tresvant or Bell Biv Devoe, who had us on lock with "Poison." And don't forget Bobby Brown ... Cool used to do her, too. Yeah, buddy, you better heed EPMD's warning and watch out for those fly honeys: they might be a "Gold Digger," or may leave you thinking "I Thought It Was Me?!!" like B.B.D. But hey, every guy wants an "Around the Way Girl" like Uncle L, while the ladies just want to "Hold On" to their love like En Vogue. We're conscious enough to keep it Afrocentric, work out the battles between the sexes and build a true Rhythm Nation.

So swing your black medallions and get busy to the sounds of Janet Jackson and Father MC, and an era when R&B and hip-hop still seemed innocent and carefree.

Click here to listen to the entire playlist: Senior Year, 1990: New Jack House Party.


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Album of the Day Flexing stellar, jazz-laced production from beat maestro Pete Rock, Mecca is easily one of the most loved albums of the early 1990s. Addictively nice samples, dusty beats and signature horn flourishes back CL's mellow and positive rhymes. Features classics like "They Reminisce Over You" and "Straighten It Out." — Brolin Winning

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20110531-gil-scot-560x225.jpg Gil Scott-Heron never had a Top 40 hit, and certainly never had a platinum album. Yet when his death at age 62 was announced on the late afternoon of Friday, May 27, it immediately became a trending topic (and a "trending topic") across the Internet. His impact resonated beyond sales metrics and radio spins.

Ultimately, he'll be remembered as a pioneer of hip-hop music and the coiner of the phrase "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised." The latter, which he first recorded as a spoken-word piece for his 1971 debut Small Talk at 125th and Lenox and then as a jazz-funk piece on 1972's Pieces of a Man, weaves around early-'70s iconography like old-school Civil Rights activist Roy Wilkins wearing red-black-and-green jumpsuits and the TV soap Search for Tomorrow. While the pop banalities he rails against have faded from memory, the poem endures as a timeless parable, and a reminder that the real world moves faster than any communication medium, corporation or government can anticipate.

Hip-Hop Roundup

20110531-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg For weeks now, hip-hop has been dominated by the debate surrounding Tyler, the Creator's provocative Goblin and the anticipation surrounding Self Made, the compilation from Rick Ross' new label/crew, Maybach Music Group. The hype surrounding those two albums overshadowed Killer Mike’s worthy Pl3dge as well as indie works like Del the Funky Homosapien's Golden Era and others. Look for a roundup of 2011’s less heralded works soon.

Various Artists
MMG Presents: Self Made, Vol. 1
Rick Ross unveils his star-studded clique Maybach Music Group with Self Made. It's not as bad as most rap-crew comps, but that's not saying much. At best, MMG associates Meek Mill, Pill and Wale bring lyrical heat to "Tupac Back," "Rise" and the sex jam "That Way." At worst, Self Made induces headaches as various producers copy the beat for Ross' 2010 hit "B.M.F. (Blowin' Money Fast)." And this wouldn't be a Ricky Rozay album without outrageous claims: on "By Any Means," he raps, "As-salaam-alaikum/ Wa-alaikum salaam/ Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don." — Mosi Reeves

Girl Talk, Night Ripper

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Album of the Day After two albums spent cutting up hits with glitch beats, Girl Talk struck gold with Night Ripper, finding a broad fan base for his po-mo pop and becoming a figurehead in the "copyleft" movement, which posits sampling as an art form in its own right. Inspired by acts like the Beastie Boys, Night Ripper combines beats and loops from hundreds of songs into a seamless flow. Leaning hard on hooks and choruses, and drawing from both chart pop and indie rock, it assumes a broad musical knowledge of the listener, but club-ready beats are there to fall back on. — Philip Sherburne

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20110524-odd-future-560x225.jpg Odd Future leader Tyler, the Creator's Goblin may be the most controversial album of 2011 so far. Hundreds of professional writers, amateur bloggers, tastemaker publications and fellow musicians have weighed in on the 20-year-old Los Angeles rapper/producer's psychoanalytic exploration of his id. They have picked apart Goblin's lyrics, weighed its racial and cultural implications, and argued whether the album is a provocative stunt or a brilliant work. The commentary has reached such meta levels that many Goblin reviews just focus on the hype surrounding Odd Future — from a swelling of industry buzz to myth-making cover stories in Billboard and The Fader to an online backlash, all within six months or so — and disregard the actual work.

With so many writers penning their PhD theses (some of which are very good), I've culled excerpts from a few significant ones, if only to avoid repeating the same ideas (which may be impossible). But I'm not abdicating my responsibility to cover the album: I've also written a separate, extended review. (I already penned a capsule review upon the record's May 10 release.) Goblin may be far from a masterpiece, but it has certainly made for a memorable hip-hop experience.

20110518-mf-doom-SM--560x225.jpg The dust has yet to settle on the indie-rap renaissance of the late '90s, with critics and fans fiercely divided on which albums constitute classics. One title they agree on is MF Doom's 1999 masterwork Operation: Doomsday.

Daniel Dumile has not been photographed in public without his metal mask for more than a decade. He launched his career as Zev Love X, one-third of the Long Island rap trio KMD, a group he shared with his brother, the DJ and producer Subroc. In 1991 KMD issued their memorable debut, Mr. Hood, and were quickly lumped in with such quirky post-D.A.I.S.Y. Age groups as Leaders of the New School and Black Sheep. However, KMD's second album, Black B_st_rds, was much more hard-edged, reflecting the hip-hop world's rising interest in gangster-ism. The album's sardonic tone — and particularly its controversial cover art, depicting a Sambo-like cartoon figure hanging from a noose — led to Elektra dropping the group. Just before Bl_ck B_st_rds was officially shelved in 1993, Subroc was killed in a hit-and-run accident. (The album finally got an official release in 2001.)

Ice Cube, The Predator

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Album of the Day Cube's third album continues his reign of lyrical terror, set to choice production from Sir Jinx, DJ Muggs, DJ Pooh, and others. His most commercially successful album at the time, it featured several major hits, including "Check Yo Self" with Das EFX, "Wicked," and the smoothed-out classic "It Was A Good Day." — Brolin Winning

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Pitbull, M.I.A.M.I.

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Album of the Day The biggest artist to emerge from Miami since Trick Daddy and Trina, Cuban-American emcee Pitbull scores big with this debut album. Crunked-out party anthems are the order of the day here, epitomized by rowdy collaborations with some of the most popular rappers in the game (Lil Jon, Fat Joe, Bun B, etc.). Includes the mega-hits "Culo" and "Dammit Man." — Brolin Winning

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Album of the Day Tribe's excellent 1990 debut LP introduced the world to one of hip-hop's most beloved crews. Smart and clever rhymes abound here, backed by production that's both mellow and undeniably catchy. Features several classic jams, such as "Bonita Applebaum" and "Footprints." — Brolin Winning

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Rap Skits and Snaps

20110510-comedy-rap-560x225.jpg Before we begin, please note that this isn't a collection of comedic rap songs, so you won't find any material from some of the genre's greatest humorists, such as E-40, Biz Markie, Redman and Slick Rick. Instead, we're focusing on rap skits (only the intentionally funny ones) and rap songs featuring samples from comedians. That narrows the field quite a bit, as the rap skit is turning into a lost art, and today's producers tend to sample old records for drums and melodies rather than weave crazy-quilt masterpieces like De La Soul's 3 Feet High and Risin'. Also note that this list doesn't include any joints from Big Boi's Sir Lucious Left Foot, and the Wu-Tang Clan has made too many great skits to use them all. Despite all the necessary omissions, though, "Rap Skits and Snaps" has plenty of ignorance, from Dr. Dre's silly "The $20 Sack Pyramid" to Ghostface Killah's perverse "Heart Street Directions" to Wu-Tang's "Who stole my killa tape?" interlude. It's got chicken heads and base heads, and Redd Foxx, Dolemite and Richard Pryor rise from the dead. It's even got Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Scooby-Doo for the kiddies. Break!

Click here to listen to the entire playlist: Rap Skits and Snaps


20110503-upcoming-releases-560x225.jpg We must admit that Tuesday is our favorite day of the week here at Rhapsody: that's when new releases come out. Thankfully, the next three months of Tuesdays look absolutely glorious, full of fresh music from ukulele-brandishing rockers, electronic pioneers, strident country hit makers, unabashed pop divas, unrepentant metalheads, CCM luminaries, contenders for Best Rapper Alive honors, soul superstars and, of course, Lady Gaga. Here's the best of what's to come.


Lady Gaga, Born This Way (May 23) Quite possibly the most anticipated album of 2011, Gaga's second full-length bears a heavy load: there's the dreaded sophomore slump to avoid, and her massive celebrity to justify. Then there's the public's increasingly conflicted position on Gaga to contend with: do we find her hyper-theatricality annoying or endearing? Are the new singles ("Judas" and "Born This Way") brilliant meta-nuggets of pop culture or weak Madonna rip-offs? The whole world waits with bated breath to decide. — Rachel Devitt

Beyoncé, TBD (June) Then again, with just one girl-power-hungry, oh-Sasha-it's-fierce lead single packed with distinctive Diplo-and-Switch beats, Beyoncé made the world sit up and go, "Gaga who?" And when her fourth album drops sometime in early summer, you can bet your granny panties B's gonna knock all those lesser divas down like dominoes. — R.D.

Kanye West and Jay-Z, Watch the Throne (hopefully soon) Keep watching. This long-threatened mega-rapper summit will happen eventually, we swear: manic lead single "H.A.M." emerged way back in January, but it's been mostly radio silence since. Still, whenever these guys get around to it, Throne is sure to be a delightfully extravagant bacchanal of Best Rapper Alive narcissism. Hopefully Nicki Minaj drops by, too. — Rob Harvilla

20110503-beastie-boys-560x225.jpg A blog post about the lyrical evolution of the Beastie Boys seems counterintuitive. Back in 1999, when the group capped an amazing decade with the Sounds of Science collection, their party-rocking rhymes seemed beside the point. Then at the height of their influence, Mike D, King Ad-Rock and MCA were famed for, in short order, virtually inventing rapcore, taking sampladelica to the outer limits, and wedding Jimmy Smith organ funk with massive Led Zep drums. Their vocals were just part of the sound's noisy static, and a familiar entry point for a frat-boy base raised on debut Licensed to Ill, one of the most sampled hip-hop albums ever, a status mostly earned for the group's crazy vocal tones, from Ad-Rock's whiny Brooklynese ("Umm ... drop!!") to MCA's phlegmatic rasp ("Pump it up, homeboy!").

Fabolous, Loso's Way

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Taking a cue from Jay-Z's American Gangsta, Fabolous' fifth studio album is (very) loosely based on the 1993 Sean Penn/Al Pacino movie Carlito's Way. With the focus generally on his incredible flow and knack for wordplay, Fab is better than most at balancing bombastic street joints like "The Way" and "Salute" with syrupy radio jawns like "My Time" and "Throw It in the Bag." Another solid entry from one of New York's finest rappers. — Sam Chennault

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Hip-Hop Roundup: April

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In recent weeks we've seen major hip-hop releases from Wiz Khalifa, Snoop Dogg and Atmosphere. But we're still waiting for a true blockbuster in 2011, the kind of album that forces every rap fan, whether a Dirty South advocate or a backpack nerd, to listen and form an opinion on it. We can't help but remember that last year was a slow build that eventually led to Drake's Thank Me Later, Kanye West's My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy and, uh, Waka Flocka Flame's Flockaveli. Perhaps 2011 will be the same.

Click here to listen to the complete playlist: April 2011 Rap Albums Sampler


1. Atmosphere
The Family Sign
With a sound reminiscent of 1990s slacker rock, the Atmosphere of 2011 has strayed far from Lucy Ford and its "emo-rap" salad days. No longer just Slug and Ant, the group has expanded to a five-piece band, and it makes a racket of loose grooves and echoing guitars on The Family Sign. Slug remains an underrated storyteller, delivering a haunting tale of a camper eaten by wolves on "Became" and cautioning an abused woman on "The Last to Say." Sometimes he undermines himself with corny hooks, though, adding "Bad Bad Daddy" to a decent lyric about an alcoholic father. — Mosi Reeves


20110419-canadian-rap-560x225.jpg Let's face it: Aubrey Drake Graham is the first Canadian rapper that got much love from Americans. I would guess that Drake's fans never knew there was a vital northern hip-hop scene, and they're more likely to compare him to Justin Bieber than K-OS, one of his major influences and a genuine Canadian star, albeit only a cult figure in the U.S.

However, Canadian rap has trickled across the border for decades, from the late '80s and Maestro Fresh Wes to the early '90s, when Dream Warriors drew acclaim for And Now, the Legacy Begins and the Main Source impacted the New York rap world with "Looking at the Front Door." It has since developed a regional flavor distinct from that of the U.S. Canadian artists tend to value old-school rap ideals about social awareness and everyday life struggles over current American obsessions with sex in the club and hardcore gangster-ism. As Classified put it on his 2010 hit album Handshakes and Middle Fingers, which is getting an American release this month via Decon Records: "Still doing rap like the 1990s/ But that's how we like it, off-time and grimy."

My Coachella 2011 Prep List

coachella_custom_header_560x60.png2011-coachella-BLOG-560x225.jpg For the uninitiated, the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival is a sprawling, three-day musical festival held in California's Inland Empire, not far from the mythical Palm Springs. It's a uniquely Californian event: a blend of hip modern music, green culture and, as scholar Erik Davis would put it, "creative hedonism" — all-night party camping, neon hula hoops, sweaty drum circles, freaky light installations, dreadlocks, etc.

Imagine a massive soirée merging the original Lollapalooza (say 1991 to '94), Burning Man and a "Jerry Brown for Governor" rally circa 1973, and you're not far off.

The thing about Coachella is that you have to prepare for both the jams and the weather. Remember, this is a desert we're talking about. Shifts in temperature are extreme, as is that flaming ball of radiation in the sky. Because of these intense peculiarities, the average Coachella prep list is one schizophrenic creature, a mess of bullet points covering everything from sunblock and nutritional reminders to wardrobe necessities to must-see bands and on-the-fence alternates.

To get an idea of what I'm yapping about, here is mine, along with some helpful notes.

cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg 20110412-rhymesayers-560x225.jpg Initially formed in Minneapolis in 1994 as an outlet for cassette-only recordings, Rhymesayers have grown from a modest rap collective to perhaps the biggest indie rap label in the country (albeit distributed by Warner Bros.' Independent Label Group). In some ways, Rhymesayers earned that distinction just by being the last brand name standing because the indie rap scene is a shell of its former turn-of-the-century glory. But its roster of multiracial musical revolutionaries, from albino Muslim Brother Ali to crustcore emcee P.O.S., have loyal audiences, too. In 2008, flagship artist Atmosphere saw their When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Sh*t Gold debuted in the top five of the album charts. It's the arrival of Atmosphere's new album, The Family Sign, as well as Columbus, Ohio, rapper Blueprint's Adventures in Counter-Culture that warrant this overview of the Rhymesayers catalog.

While reading, check out our Rhymesayers Primer playlist.


Brother Ali
The Undisputed Truth
Brother Ali's bruising delivery and acidic punch lines hide his tortured soul. Lead-off track "Whatcha Got" is all blood and bluster, with Ali declaring "the champ is back" over an Amp beat that wouldn't have sounded out of place on Fear of a Black Planet. Later, the bear shrinks into a cub as he's confronted with a schizo wife and a depressing worldview. In his own words, Ali is "a thugged-out nerd," the sort of guy who eats "organic vegetables mixed with fast food" and claims he's somewhere between Howard Zinn and Howard Stern. — Sam Chennault

cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg 20110401-gypsy-punk-560x225.jpg What do belching brass lines and thrashing guitar licks have in common? How about jovial Balkan wedding bands and drunken, debauched N.Y.C. punks? Well, actually, quite a lot (and not all of it has to do with Eugene Hutz, Elijah Wood or Borat).

The Gypsy punk movement not only marries all these seemingly disparate, cross-cultural elements, but it also underscores how much they really had in common all along. At its simplest, Gypsy punk is just what it says: punked-up takes on and rock 'n' roll covers of traditional Roma (the culturally appropriate name for Gypsy people and culture) music, ranging from the brass-and-sass of Balkan bands to the sweet, sad fiddles of Klezmer. The reason the hybrid works so well, however, is that Roma music has been pretty punk since long before that term even existed. Traveling migratory paths that most likely began in South Asia, Roma peoples and cultures have dispersed throughout Europe and the world — and yet rarely found a home. Whether they've followed a traditionally nomadic lifestyle or have planted roots, Roma people have been subject to, at best, terrible racism and, at worst, cultural and political persecution.

Senior Year, 1995: Lowriders Club

senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg 20110329-SY-1995-low-rider-club-560x225.jpg Talk about "Hands on a Hard Body": for a certain species of auto-shop student, back in 1995, tricked-out rides were raised to the level of an art form. And while all kinds of hip-hop fueled their subwoofers, surely the most potent strain was G-funk, with its slinky leads and suggestive bounce, rolling and purring like an El Dorado.

Coming largely out of Los Angeles' Death Row camp, G-funk turned away from sampled breakbeats in favor of live and synthesized funk vamping, with laid-back drum-machine thump dragging tempos back while portamento synth leads slid mercurially over the top. It was perfectly calibrated to prove that gangstas could be lovers too — even if their rides were the true objects of their affections.

The sound first broke with Dr. Dre's 1992 album The Chronic and had some of its greatest moments with Warren G and Nate Dogg's 1994 song "Regulate" and Tha Dogg Pound's 1995 album Tha Doggfather. We've created our Senior Year Playlist around that year, but by all means, don't forget 1998's G-Funk Classics, Vol. 1 & 2 by Nate Dogg, who passed away on March 15 at just 41 years old.



20110329-chris-brown-kanye-560x225.jpg What is the cost of forgiveness? Chris Brown might be finding out. In recent months he has tweaked his image from a cherubic teen pop star broken by scandal to a blond and heavily-tattooed player flipping the "Deuces" to ex-girlfriends and haters alike. He released some of his best songs to date, including the aforementioned "Deuces," "Look at Me Now" and "Yeah 3x." Improbably, and despite recalcitrant pop radio support for those singles, he landed his first No. 1 album with his comeback album, F.A.M.E. But no matter what he does, many will never forgive him for assaulting Rihanna on the eve of the 2010 Grammy Awards.

Brown can take solace in the plight of Kanye West, who has also struggled to rehabilitate himself after a disastrous (and silly) national scandal. Instead of trying to woo back fans with a teary apology à la Brown's "Man in the Mirror" performance at last year's BET Awards, West focused attention on the one thing in his control: his music. The result, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, made us remember that West is an incredible musician, regardless of his personal failings. (And yes, I am aware that he does not play analog instruments, did not create most of the beats for Fantasy and, as Quincy Jones retorted to comparisons between himself and West, does not write classical and jazz arrangements for orchestras. George Clinton didn't play an instrument, either. West's talents include vocals and production, and synthesizing disparate elements into a greater whole.)

Modern Jock Jams

20110329-modern-jock-jams-560x225.jpg Wiz Khalifa's pop-rap smash "Black and Yellow" has cracked the most exclusive club of all: sports arenas. Its infectious hook and fierce hometown pride insures that you'll hear it at every Pittsburgh sporting event from now on, along with a slew of universal stadium mainstays, from classic-rock jams to fiendishly catchy techno earworms ("Mortal Kombat"). And wind down with a "Don't Stop Believin'"/"Sweet Caroline" double shot, a great idea no matter whose flag you're waving.

Check out the entire playlist: Modern Jock Jams



cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg 20110322-dirty-south-CS-560x225.jpg Just as the East Coast hip-hop industry experienced its renaissance in the mid-'90s, so did the South's. The latter wasn't a musical revolution, at least in terms of beats. Southern artists still took their cues from the West Coast and producers like Dr. Dre, Ant Banks and DJ Pooh. A new breed of musicians, including Organized Noize, Jazze Pha and Pimp C, re-interpreted the G-funk sound into lush, bluesy soul, from Outkast's "Players Ball" to 8Ball and MJG's "Space Age Pimpin'."

The Dirty South era lasted roughly from 1994, when Outkast's seminal Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik was released, to 1996. This was when some of the region's greatest voices outgrew its reliance on the bloody gangster tales pioneered by the Geto Boys, looked past the silly booty bass novelty of Luke's 2 Live Crew, and emerged as a reputable area of hip-hop expression. And that's not a dis against booty bass, a subgenre that must be saved for a future article. Actually, it was the evolution of booty bass into New Orleans bounce, as heard on Master P's Ghetto D and B.G.'s Chopper City, as well as crunk and DJ Screw's "screwed and chopped" sound, that effectively ended the Dirty South era. Everywhere, hip-hop shifted its focus from the streets to the clubs — although, then and now, the urban experience remained the genre's backbone.

Hip-hop fans often celebrate the East Coast and, to a lesser extent, West Coast classics of the mid-'90s, but we sometimes overlook the South's contribution, save for undisputed legends Outkast, Scarface and Goodie Mob, whose "Dirty South" single gave the era its name. This cheat sheet doesn't cover every classic album from those years, but it may help you dig deeper.


20110316-nate-dogg-560x225.jpg Nathaniel Dwayne "Nate Dogg" Hale, who tragically passed away at the age of 41 on the night of March 15, was hip-hop's ghetto troubadour. There were other hip-hop singers that came before him, from the vocally-inclined Cold Crush Brothers and Fantastic Five to Biz Markie's right-hand man TJ Swann. But Nate Dogg was the first to fully complement the MCs he performed with, and not just serve as an out-of-tune foil. He was akin to a great character actor who effortlessly stole scenes from the headliners. His deep baritone and unapologetically gangsta persona defined the G-funk era just as inimitably as Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg. Ice Cube put it best on Westside Connection's "Gangsta Nation": "It must be a single with Nate Dogg singin' on it."

Though Nate Dogg is inextricably connected with West Coast hip-hop, his deep catalog of side appearances and three solo albums (most notably 2001's Music and Me) ranges from Mos Def's and Pharoahe Monch's "Oh No" to Ludacris' "Area Codes." When "Oh No" was released in 2000, those two stalwarts of independent hip-hop came under heavy criticism from their fans for allegedly selling out. In hindsight, it's clear that "Oh No" was more than just a commercial ploy; Nate Dogg enjoyed widespread respect in the rap industry, even among those who considered themselves opposed to the mainstream. It didn't hurt that Nate Dogg helped Mos Def and Pharoahe Monch achieve their only top 40 hit to date. He tended to do that. Even 50 Cent scored one of his biggest hits when Nate Dogg sang the chorus on "21 Questions."

Other Nate Dogg jewels include his smooth-yet-rough refrain on Dr. Dre's "Deeez Nuuuts" ("I can't be faded, I'm a n*gg* from the muthaf*ck*n street") and his deliciously obscene verse on Snoop Dogg's "Ain't No Fun (If The Homies Can't Have None)" (" 'Cause I never met a girl/ That I loved in the whole wide world"). My personal favorite was on Shade Sheist's "Where I Wanna Be." It personifies how Nate Dogg could completely overtake a song, leaving you to believe that the song is his alone. I can't remember Shade Sheist's verse and can barely recall Kurupt's, but Nate Dogg's evocative chorus rings in my head: "Where I wanna be/ Right here with my loved ones." Cruising with the homies as the sun sets on a West Coast day - that was the essence of Nate Dogg.

For further listening, check out Rhapsody's Tribute to Nate Dogg playlist.
20110315-rap-rock-560x225.jpgRap rock hasn't changed much since Run-DMC recruited the reluctant Joe Perry and Steven Tyler to appear on a remake of "Walk This Way" 25 years ago, and not only landed the first hip-hop Top 10 smash, but also helped revitalize Aerosmith's career. Then as now, the formula appears the same: loud guitars, loud drums, loud keyboards, and everything mixed really loud, while an emcee or three raps about how hard the beat is and adopts their most annoying "everybody get out their seats right now!" concert voice.

Hip-Hop Roundup

20110308-Hip-Hop-RU-560x225.jpg The rap season has begun to heat up with this week's arrival of Raekwon and Lupe Fiasco's new albums. But the previous two months brought a handful of solid fare, too, from Saigon, Joell Ortiz and Slaughterhouse. Check out our Roundup for a sampler of the latest hip-hop discs.

Joell Ortiz
Free Agent
Joell Ortiz's improbable comeback continues with Free Agent. Technically a reference to his aborted deal with Dr. Dre's Aftermath Records, it charts the Bronx bomber's struggle to bring raw lyricism to an industry overridden with pop gimmicks. "Watching all these corny n*ggas come up it was aggravating," he says in "One Shot (Killed for Less)," one of several tracks that blend Ortiz's gritty raps with bluesy rock beats. Just Blaze delivers an insane beat for "Battle Cry," and an Al Green loop backs "Call Me (She Said)," Ortiz's bittersweet tale of high school heartbreak.


20110301-cali-swag-rap-560x225.jpg Last year, I discussed Atlanta's seemingly indestructible swag-rap trend. But I didn't note the influence it has had on other regions around the country. Just as its crunk and snap precedents had an impact beyond hip-hop music (in fact, some claim that crunk inspired dubstep — Google it), the swag aesthetic has permeated the pop consciousness, and the West Coast in particular.

West Coast swag is very different from its Atlanta counterpart. Bay Area hyphy and mobb music play a role, as does L.A. G-funk and the electro-pop fad (though few will admit the latter). It has had strange offshoots, too, from the teen-driven "jerkin'" dance soundtracks of New Boyz and Cali Swag District to the skater gothicism of Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All.

senior_year-banner-560x60.jpg 20110301-SY-after-school-rap-vids-560x225.jpg Rap videos were mad fun in 1988. Remember all the crazy cameos in Public Enemy’s “Night of the Living Baseheads,” from DJ Red Alert as a news producer and MC Lyte as an reporter busting Wall Street coke fiends to comedian Chris Thomas cracking jokes about a family of baseheads? Or how about Kid ’N Play’s “Rollin' with Kid ‘N Play,” when the duo launched a food fight with Salt-n-Pepa and Herbie the Love Bug? If you were a homeboy looking fresh in a Starter jacket or a fly girl styling in a bootleg Mickey and Minnie Mouse T-shirt (the one with the “Yobabyyobabyyo” phrase on it) with matching dookie earrings, then chances are you spent plenty of afternoons watching videos, whether it was Yo! MTV Raps with Fab Five Freddy, Video Soul with Donnie Simpson and Video Vibrations with the Unseen VJ on rival network BET, or even regional programs like New York’s Video Music Box with Ralph McDaniels. We can’t show you those videos, but we can relive the memories with this selection of classics from the golden age of hip-hop. Pump it, homeboy!

Click here to listen to the entire playlist: Senior Year, 1988: After-School Rap Videos


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lil-wayne-tha-carter-iii.jpg On the conclusion to Wayne's Carter trilogy, clouds of incoherence give way to the occasional beams of lucidity. For the latter, nonsense transforms into catharsis, and Wayne sounds like a modern-day, word-drunk Screamin' Jay Hawkins, angry and defiant as he stares in the mirror. Other times, Wayne simply sounds drunk, sputtering limp jokes and railing against imaginary haters. The album's highs ("Mr. Carter," "Dr. Carter") are stunning, but they sink beneath generic pop-hop ("Mrs. Officer") and mixtape material ("You Ain't Got Nottin'"). It's singular, but that's not always a compliment. — Sam Chennault

Hear It Now!
20110208-r-kelly-SM-560x225.jpg Released in late 1993, 12 Play isn't R. Kelly's best album, or even his most successful one. But it may be his most important work. All of the hallmarks of the eventual and unquestioned king of R&B are here, from the smooth bump-in-the-night bass rhythms to the brazenly hardcore come-ons. Unlike Teddy Riley, who often appropriated hip-hop trends at the expense of soul traditions, Kelly remained faithful to the legacies of the Isley Brothers, Stevie Wonder, and other pioneers. He merged the oft-conflicting worlds of quiet storm balladry and New Jack Swing, innovating a contemporary R&B style that has lasted to the present day (or at least until Timbaland reinvented the genre all over again a few years later).

Despite all that, 12 Play is a transitional work. Kelly began his career as a singing and rapping hybrid, first as part of the unheralded group MGM, and then as leader of Public Announcement, who released the platinum debut Born into the 90s in 1991. He offered five pop-rap tunes on 12 Play, some better than others. But even the relatively successful "Homie Lover Friend" and "Back to the Hood of Things" pale in comparison to classic Kelly ballads like "Your Body's Callin'." Pop-rap, exemplified by smooth lover men like Heavy D and LL Cool J, was still a viable commercial genre in 1993, but even then it was clear that Kelly was much better as a vocalist and songwriter.

20110201-overlooked-hip-hop-RU-560x225.jpg The world of rap music can be expansive and reductive at once. We tend to talk about the same handful of artists and albums, swapping out names according to their buzz at the moment. But the fact is that hundreds of rap albums get released during a calendar year. Some deserve to get ignored, but many undeservedly fall through the cracks.

This is a good time to collect last year's overlooked albums before 2011 kicks into high gear. Even this post is missing a few titles due to space considerations, including Fabolous' There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape, Rakaa's Crown of Thorns, and Celph Titled and Buckwild's Nineteen Ninety Now. While it's unlikely we'll get another shot at 2010 — this year has already delivered Talib Kweli's Gutter Rainbows and will bring new albums from Beans, Rye Rye and others in the next few weeks — this roundup proves that rap music has plenty of undocumented territory worth exploring.


David Banner & 9th Wonder
Death of a Popstar

David Banner has always straddled the line between delivering social criticism from a Dirty South perspective and indulging in country decadence. The difference with Death of a Popstar is that he jettisons the pimp talk, and when he talks about women on the lush single "Be With You," it's with sincerity and respect. On tracks like "Strange" and "Something Is Wrong," Banner sounds concerned, as if the state of black people moved him to deliver insistently political rhymes, pop markets be damned. Meanwhile, 9th Wonder lends his typical blend of deeply soulful beats, and even spits a nice rhyme for "Silly."


Gucci Mane
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Burrrprint 2 opened with "Intro Live from Fulton County Jail," with Gucci Mane rapping over the phone while serving one of his many prison sentences. On this retail mixtape, he reaffirms his ghetto celebrity, while Nicki Minaj, Rick Ross, Yo Gotti and others lend support. Some will claim that Burrrprint 2 is the "real Gucci Mane," while studio albums like The Appeal, released later in 2010, are just his fitful attempts to launch a mainstream career. And indeed, Gucci seems comfortable amidst the "Coca Coca" talk and hard Dirty South beats. However, a few Burrrprint 2 moments, such as Ludacris rapping about guns on "Atlanta Zoo," sound wildly implausible.


20110125-hot-producers-560x225.jpg Remember the '90s, when production giants like DJ Premier, Da Beatminerz, the RZA and Pete Rock were often as famous as the rappers they toiled for? That era has passed. So, too, is the early 2000s, when super-producers like Timbaland, Scott Storch, the Neptunes and Lil Jon could charge up to $100,000 a beat.

Rap musicianship has since retreated to the background, as well as the theory that great producers have a recognizable sound signature and a style that is unmistakably theirs. Today's legion of producers use a variety of styles — whether it's club-rattling crunk or urban radio-baiting babymaker grooves — to win placements on major-label projects. They're better known to rap geeks than casual fans. But that may soon end. A few of them, particularly Lex Luger and Boi-1da, have the potential to command the kind of attention their predecessors once did. At stake is the notion that hip-hop culture is about more than just an emcee — even at the highly corporatized major level, musicians and engineers can contribute just as much to a hit as a star vocalist.

Lex Luger
Key Tracks: Waka Flocka Flame's "Hard in Da Paint"; Jay-Z and Kanye West's "H.A.M."; and Rick Ross' "B.M.F. (Blowin' Money Fast)" and "MC Hammer"
Style: Lex Luger killed 2010 with "Hard in Da Paint" and "B.M.F. (Blowin' Money Fast)." Both touted pop-operatic hooks that hearkened to Lil Jon in his prime; "Hard in Da Paint" in particular recalled John Williams' "Imperial March Theme." Luger's work on "H.A.M." is just a sequel to these massive anthems and an ego-stroking exercise for two of the genre's biggest stars, but it proves that he has carved an inescapable niche at only 19 years of age.

Mos Def, The Ecstatic

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Mos Def has largely abandoned traditional song structure. Verse-chorus-bridge-coda? Forget about it. The raps here are rambling, stream-of-consciousness rants that appropriate the griot braggadocio of spiritual enlightenment before pivoting to the apocalyptic fury of political fear and loathing. Songs barely reach the two-minute mark, while the sound ranges from twisting Bollywood pomp to weepy Mediterranean psych. And, just when you think it's over, Dilla shows up on an unexpected Black Star reunion. The album is a rabbit hole, and its stab at hip-hop transcendentalism is as messy as it is beautiful. — Sam Chennault

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20110118-singlephile-560x225.jpg So here we are, a few short weeks into 2011, and the new year, baby that it is, is already strutting its stuff and looking rather fabulous. Musically speaking, we're starting the year off with some very hot new singles off some very hotly anticipated upcoming albums by some very big, very bold-faced and, uh, well, very hot names. So we've devoted this edition of single-phile to providing you, dear pop fan, with a little guide to the year (so far) in hot! new! singles!, including our 25-words-or-less summaries and predictions for whether or not the song will last through 2011's middle age.


Artist: Britney Spears
Song: "Hold It Against Me"
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From her upcoming and wildly anticipated seventh album (title TBA), due in March
In 25 Words or Less: Britney goes after dance-pop turf she helped create, rides big throbbing club beats like cowgirl, sounds more comfortable in own innuendo than has in years.
Likelihood You'll Still Be Listening to It Six Months from Now: 85%. It's not Britney's best work, but she sounds confident, sexy and ready to take on our apparent addiction to clubby dance-pop.


Cheat Sheet: Madlib

cheat_sheet_top_header_560x62.jpg20110118-madlib-560x225.jpg Last year, Otis "Madlib" Jackson, Jr., made plans for a Madlib Medicine Show: 12 releases consisting of six albums of original material and six mixtapes of songs by other artists. It proved a failure, with just nine installments reaching market, including a 10th chapter and no ninth. Add those discs to gigs producing Strong Arm Steady's In Search of Stoney Jackson and Guilty Simpson's OJ Simpson, and excursions such as Young Jazz Rebels' Slave Riot and the Last Electro-Acoustic Space Jazz & Percussion Ensemble's Miles Away, and that only made for … 13 releases in 2010. Amusingly, Madlib couldn't finish the Medicine Show, but he couldn't curb his excessive productivity, either.

Madlib is an unapologetic throwback to the pop and jazz years of the '50s and '60s, when musicians would simply participate in recording sessions, and labels would compile albums from the best material. This could lead to several titles a year from best-selling bandleaders like Miles Davis and Frank Sinatra — a far cry from the new-every-two strategy employed by today's pop stars. Madlib functions the same way as his heroes: he records constantly, and occasionally stops to compile the results into yet another release.

Thanks to classics such as Quasimoto's The Unseen and Madvillain's Madvillainy, Madlib is regarded as one of the greatest hip-hop artists of the past decade. Unlike Timbaland, The Neptunes, Just Blaze, Kanye West or even J Dilla, he remains an underground phenomenon, issuing nearly all his material on indie imprint Stones Throw Records. Certainly, he has never had a mainstream hit. However, major artists with an appreciation for progressive beats have sought him out: he made tracks for Erykah Badu's New Amerykah albums, Mos Def's The Ecstatic, and Ghostface Killah's More Fish. Rumors abound that he contributed tracks to Kanye's My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, and that he may land some credits on Kanye West and Jay-Z's forthcoming Watch the Throne. It's impossible to understand the genre's recent developments without listening to his work.

With the reclusive producer set to restart the Medicine Show series this month with No. 11: Low Budget Hi-Fi Music, it's a good time to take a deep dive into the Madlib Invazion.


Lootpack
Soundpieces: Da Antidote!
Madlib, MC Wildchild and DJ Romes were part of the Likwit Crew, a collective of emcees and producers led by Tha Alkaholiks, and made a few appearances on the latter's three albums. (Check out "WLIX" for an example of vintage Lootpack in effect.) Spending years deep in the cut, the Lootpack generated a massive backlog of material that began to reach the public via Soundpieces: Da Antidote! Released in 1999, the long-gestating 24-track debut fascinated and overwhelmedz most listeners. In spite of the deluge, Soundpieces' generally high quality made it clear that the Madlib Invazion had just begun.


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This album opens with a sly little JB guitar sig, a quick turntable scratch and KRS-One declaring, "Class is in session." And though KRS would become hip-hop's self-anointed teacher, the lesson here is murky and violent. KRS threatens Marley Marl's Juice Crew on "South Bronx," "bucks down a crack dealer named Peter" on "9 MM Goes Bang" and concludes that "the girlies are free 'cuz the crack cost money" on "P is Free Remix." Shortly after the release of this album, Scott La Rock was shot down in the Bronx, a tragedy that would forever transform both KRS and hip-hop. — Sam Chennault

Hear It Now!
20110111-anticipated-hip-hop-560x225.jpg The rap world will find it hard to top 2010, a year where B.o.B., Nicki Minaj and Wiz Khalifa introduced themselves to the masses, Eminem reclaimed his crown as the music industry’s biggest star, and Kanye West issued his critically lauded gem My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. For now, we only have questions. Can Dr. Dre’s Detox live up to the hype? Will Jay Electronica finally release an album? And can Wiz Khalifa convert his hit single “Black & Yellow” into a popular album? Meanwhile, just as FaR*eAst Movement did last year, a few dark horses will unexpectedly emerge to steal the show.


Jay-Z & Kanye West, Watch the Throne (March)
Chummy superstar collaborations rarely make for great music. For every Madvillainy, a zippy masterpiece penned by a raw and hungry Madlib and MF Doom, there are more of The Best of Both Worlds, a daffy Cristal-fueled afterthought Jay-Z and R. Kelly recorded between nightclub jaunts. Jay's involved in this one, too, and worryingly it is slated to appear in March, fueling suspicions that it was made quickly and perhaps sloppily. The key to Watch the Throne is the mercurial Kanye West. If we hear the perfectionist "toast to the douche bags" Kanye we know and love (to hate), then we may get the rare rap summit that actually bangs.

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