I thought rap was doomed. In many ways it is (and always was).
The mid-late 2000 to early 2k1-whatever era was a shit show in many ways, lets be real. If I wear baggy shin-length jorts ever again, jeebus take the wheel I’ve given up.
Music-wise, what the hell was going on? It felt like when old Kanye died, he took the industry with him. We started being force fed top 40 kidz-bop passed off as rap every other day, and taste was becoming a four letter word faster than you can say, “You are just being a hater, Jon.”
Nah, son. I just think music should actually mean sumn, feel me? As much “fun” as repeating the mantra “We’re gonna die young” over and over is, I’d much prefer the razzle-dazzle of some mind candy floating from the tongues of giants.
People like Chance, Cole, and Kendrick constantly breathe life into the genre of course, but rappers like Noname are making space I never knew existed in the game.
Listen and tell me I’m wrong, I double-dog dareya.
(Song recommendation by Jon Johnson)