Gareth
12-10-2005, 06:23 PM
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rumble young man rumble and clockwork are awesome.
kid is back would be good if it didn't have little kids on the hook.
otherwise i'm kinda lukewarm on this album.
anyway, when pitchfork reviewed 'from me to u' they said:
"Dipset (Santana's Town)" is-- and this is no exaggeration-- the worst song of the year. A stuttering abomination, the beat by Self sounds like what might happen if "Flight of the Bumblebee" got mixed with the theme from Psycho and random female utterances. The lyrics don't help, with Santana screaming, "The whole bird gang's in here/ Like Kurt Cobain was here, YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!", subsequently setting off the nonsensical rhyme of, "They the paparazzi, they the livest posse/ Kamikaze, nazi, nazi, copy, papi?" and ending it with, "I'm a baller baller/ You're not at all a baller/ That's why I squashed your daughter/ Left her home, call her, call her." The song ends and you just sit. You think. You wonder. The song has a place in your heart now. Your arteries close. Your heart explodes. The song has taken another life. Fin.
and
There are maybe a million emcees out there doing the exact same thing that he is-- only they aren't functionally retarded. Unfortunately for Juelz, he's stuck continuously square-pegging in Circle Junction. Surrounded with a low budget G-Unit and stuck in a genre with deeper, more talented peers, Juelz can't offer an interesting alternative to the common land of commercial rap.
rumble young man rumble and clockwork are awesome.
kid is back would be good if it didn't have little kids on the hook.
otherwise i'm kinda lukewarm on this album.
anyway, when pitchfork reviewed 'from me to u' they said:
"Dipset (Santana's Town)" is-- and this is no exaggeration-- the worst song of the year. A stuttering abomination, the beat by Self sounds like what might happen if "Flight of the Bumblebee" got mixed with the theme from Psycho and random female utterances. The lyrics don't help, with Santana screaming, "The whole bird gang's in here/ Like Kurt Cobain was here, YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!", subsequently setting off the nonsensical rhyme of, "They the paparazzi, they the livest posse/ Kamikaze, nazi, nazi, copy, papi?" and ending it with, "I'm a baller baller/ You're not at all a baller/ That's why I squashed your daughter/ Left her home, call her, call her." The song ends and you just sit. You think. You wonder. The song has a place in your heart now. Your arteries close. Your heart explodes. The song has taken another life. Fin.
and
There are maybe a million emcees out there doing the exact same thing that he is-- only they aren't functionally retarded. Unfortunately for Juelz, he's stuck continuously square-pegging in Circle Junction. Surrounded with a low budget G-Unit and stuck in a genre with deeper, more talented peers, Juelz can't offer an interesting alternative to the common land of commercial rap.