Category: Music

  • #140RVW: Sign “O” The Times (1987)

    #140RVW: Sign “O” The Times (1987)

    Best of generation artist performs at his high-water mark. More or less a concert film, emphasis on more. Why in theaters? Cause Prince…

    Sign O The Times

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  • 99 Problems

    99 Problems

    99 Problems

    I’m kind of obsessed with this tune. VERY late to the Hova party.

    Can’t seem to find anything else of his that I like, so I’m going to have to put my enjoyment of this tune down to Rick Rubin’s production. Can always count on Rick.

    Find the whole idea that rappers don’t do cover songs fascinating.  I don’t know if it’s due more to the fact that a rappers personality is so integral to their work or because of its early dependence on samples, which could be considered covers of a sort.

    So is this song a cover? The title and chorus are from an Ice-T song. All the verses are original lyrics. So what do we call this?

    I wonder how many Hova fans know the original tune. It’s a ridiculously catchy tune, with comically offensive sexist lyrics.  In other words, it’s an Ice-T song. I’ve always had a hard to defend affection for the Ice. I hate his sexism, but the man can rhyme. Even by rap standards he’s a bit of a caricature, but I admired his stances on censorship early in his career.

    Oddly, the little reading I did on Jay-Z’s version indicated that his version isn’t sexist; that the “bitch” refers to a police dog that has been summoned to sniff out his coke (we’ll get back to that). Sorry, but I’m calling bullshit.

    Still, the most interesting thing about this tune must be the unique ability of criminals to best express the unfair targeting of young black men by police officers while simultaneously proudly boasting of committing crime. I don’t understand why this doesn’t strike them as a bit preposterous. As if their illegal acts don’t cast a pall on their claims of racism.

    In 99 Problems, Jay is unfairly harassed by a police officer because he’s a young black man. In point of fact, he is also trafficking cocaine, a crime for which he escapes detection because he refuses to allow the officer to search the car, and because he is lucky enough that a drug-sniffing dog cannot be quickly summoned. As the story goes, the officer eventually lets him go, and as Jay drives away he sees the car with the dog pull up. I think O Henry wrote a story like this…

    Perhaps the funniest thing about 99 Problems is how inaccurately it is named. As fascinating as Jay’s story is, I must point out that it describes only 1 problem. Oh, the first verse is about critics and radio and rap mags, and the third goes on a bit more about paparazzi, but those are really sort of the same problem. Actually the whole third verse is sort of confusing. He makes some unclear comments about those infamous hoes; or is he talking about dudes who don’t fight? Or press or cops? It’s all pretty unclear, as he commits the most common songwriting crime: sacrificing clarity, definite articles and complete thoughts to the necessity of rhyming. But let’s be fair – we’ll round up, call it 10 problems. Makes you wonder why he bothered to crib the title from Ice.

    Ice-T fares even worse; he really just spends the whole song counting how many bitches he has. In fact, he barely mentions having any problems at all. Problem #1 is getting money and it doesn’t even rear its head until the third verse. And for that matter, it isn’t even his problem – it comes via his guest Brother Marquis. Ice only appears to have 3 problems and he doesn’t get to them until the song is starting to fade out. By contrast, he rattles off descriptions of approximately 60 bitches & hoes, by my count. I’m not even linking to his tune because I don’t want you to hear it.

    Of course, I’m quite sure that both Jay-Z & Ice-T have 99 problems. (Although I’m equally sure that my assessment of their problems wouldn’t mirror theirs; things I consider character flaws they are actually proud of.) It’s just odd that neither felt like listing them. Must be harder than it sounds…

    BTW, check out artist Ali Graham’s blog, where she illustrates a new problem for Jay-Z each day: http://probs99.tumblr.com/

  • Check Yo Self

    Check Yo Self

    Love Cube & love The Predator. This record has some great misheard lyrics. “Dropping bombs on ya moms, fuck Carl Arms”; who is Carl Arms and why is Cube so mad at him? What’s that? Oh, CAR ALARMS…got it…

  • #live: Paul McCartney @ Fenway Park, Boston, MA – 8/6/2009

    #live: Paul McCartney @ Fenway Park, Boston, MA – 8/6/2009

    Paul McCartney is playing Fenway Park tonight. Sadly, I won’t be there this time, but I’m incredibly happy for all those who are going – you’re in for a good show. I’ve seen McCartney live three times; twice in 1990 on the tour in support of Flowers In The Dirt, and once at Fenway Park in 2009.

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    The show in 2009 was my daughter’s first real concert, and we were thrilled for this to be the one she’ll always remember, even if she was completely overstimulated and we spent most of the show hanging out on the 1st base pavilion away from the “flashing lights” that were overloading her mind. She won’t remember that part when she’s older; she’ll remember that he played her favorite song “Dance Tonight” on mandolin.

    Unfortunately, in addition to all of the great memories, I will also remember that the twit boomers that flanked us in every direction didn’t know the song since he unaccountably has continued writing music after 1975. What a bunch of morons. It was the exact same experience as when I last saw him in 1990. A bunch of pathetic fools jumping up for every Beatles song and then yelling at me to sit down as soon as the artist has the temerity to play a song that doesn’t figure into their Big Chill internal soundtrack.

    It makes me very sad when performers are forced to play the same old hits from years ago to crowds who are disinterested and intolerant of the newer material. I’ve avoided seeing many acts for this reason. McCartney, oddly, is the exception to this rule, simply because he seems to vibrate with this inner joy at playing the old songs. Long past when most people would be getting resentful, he gives off the impression that he is just as excited as you are to pull out another old chestnut and he acts as if he has waited his whole life to play the song to you. I don’t know how he does it, but I completely admire his seemingly endless enthusiasm and his bottomless sense of wonder.

    From a performance view, he killed. Voice is clearly not as sharp as in years past, but in no way is it unwelcome or unpleasant; just a touch worn. At a time when standards for length of performance are reverting back to the age of the singles artist, and at an age when he should probably go have a lie-down, McCartney put on not just an exciting, energetic show, but a seriously long one. Take notes, kids…

    http://www.paulmccartney.com/live/gigs/10773-boston

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    SETLIST

    • Drive My Car
    • Jet
    • Only Mama Knows
    • Flaming Pie
    • Got To Get You Into My Life
    • Let Me Roll It / Foxy Lady
    • Highway
    • The Long And Winding Road
    • My Love
    • Blackbird
    • Here Today
    • Dance Tonight
    • Calico Skies
    • Mrs Vandebilt
    • Eleanor Rigby
    • Sing The Changes
    • Band On The Run
    • Back In The USSR
    • I’m Down
    • Something
    • I’ve Got A Feeling
    • Paperback Writer
    • A Day In The Life / Give Peace A Chance
    • Let It Be
    • Live And Let Die
    • Hey Jude

    Encore

    • Day Tripper
    • Lady Madonna
    • I Saw Her Standing There

    Second Encore

    • Yesterday
    • Helter Skelter
    • Get Back
    • Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band / The End

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  • #live

    #live: New feature – thoughts & memories on concerts I’ve gone to. Certain to be uneven.