Nope. Still sucks.
The Riff Raff song was tolerable, but the whole foot fetish video was disgusting.
And by tolerable, I mean I didn’t actively hate it, but no thanks.
@dropzone Where do you stand on Delta blues? Or bebop jazz? How about Motown? Soul music in general? Funk? What about reggae?
Just feeling out what an “old white guy” considers “better music”…
Slick Rick’s old-school storytelling style might be accessible to the “old white guy” demographic. Recommended.
Back in the nineties, my uncle (an old white guy) tried to elevate my musical tastes by giving me a VHS tape of a Delta Blues festival. I watched some of it, and remember thinking, man, all the folks on stage are black, and all the folks in the audience are white, what’s going on?
Music demographics are weird.
Love them all. You aren’t going to trap me like.that. I don’t dislike Hip-Hop because it’s mostly performed by African Americans. I dislike it because it sucks.
Your roomate’s an asshole, but don’t kill him because you will end up in jail lol
Not a trap. You’re the one who emphasized your whiteness, just checking where the relevancy lies.
I mean, of the genres I listed, I personally hate 4 of them.
I suspect you mostly dislike it because you’re old. It’s way too variable for it to all suck.
That’s my experience of local jazz festivals as well. I mean, my observations of the performers and audiences from a distance, I wouldn’t actually go to a jazz festival. I’d sooner chew off my own legs.
That is why the R&R HOF is a joke. It should be named the Popular Music HOF.
It’s the “Rock and Roll Participation Trophy.”
He should be platinum anyway. Run The Jewels is fantastic.
Basically. There is some hip-hop stuff I like, and there is a lot of hip-hop that does indeed suck. But if you asked me to name specific hip-hop songs I like I’d probably get so bogged down in trying to figure out which songs I like fall into the category of hip-hop that it wouldn’t be worthwhile. I just like stuff that I like.
Have just recently discovered the “Who Are The Girls” album by Nova Twins, btw. Which I’m pretty sure isn’t hip-hop but is currently my angry shouty jam. If you want to drown out your roommate’s music (either in your headphones or in your living quarters), I recommend them.
I give you the refrain of the old white man.
As an old white man myself, I feel comfortable with that statement.
I suspect this may be a generational thing. Every once in a while, a new genre of music arises that only those young and still forming their musical taste like. Rock n Roll was that way. Virtually no one born before about 1940 liked it. They all (except Dick Clark) thought it was trash played too loud. For Hip-hop, the dividing line is around 1975-1980. Those born before that will almost all hate it.
To confirm this hypothesis, we need to see if older Blacks also think Hip-hop sucks. From what little I’ve heard, they do, but it would be nice to get confirmation.
[Note: i just posted in another thread about how I ignore the Pit, yet here I am posting in a Pit thread. Well, I found this thread without going to the Pit itself, and it’s not really all that Pit-y, so I’m following it.]
We now rejoin white boomers complaining about 21st century culture, already in progress.
I don’t remember much of it except for one exchange that amused the hell out of me to the point that 25+ years later, I still remember it.
Den:
If I refuse?
Ard:
If you refuse, you die; she dies… everybody dies!
I may have lost my Old White Man Cred when somebody dropped some Cypress Hill on my ass and I kinda liked it. Where do they fall on this vast spectrum of … whatever it is we’re talking about?
I also used to have a lawn. Sadly, never got the opportunity to request someone vacate it before it dried up and turned to weeds and dirt. Now, I might just suggest they were insane in the membrane.
Dropzone: do you have any mezcal?
Try pounding back as much of that as you can in a 15-minute period, circumnavigate around the space you’re in to ensure you’re unsteady enough to take in the following, and then sit back down again, and try to follow, word for word, Kool Keith’s possibly spontaneous pearls of challenging wisdom.
(whole album, but skipped the porn-y intro in case it might have turned you off)
ETA: I was also thinking of some Death Grips, but maybe one pinnacle at a time.
Here is the intersection of Old White Man and Cypress Hill.
Here’s my problem with hip-hop and rap: it is literally monotonous. It is delivered in a monotone. There is little variation, there is no melody to speak of. I enjoy the instrumental backing- the percussion, the polyrhythms and so forth. I have an instrumental hip-hop channel on Pandora that I listen to.
I listen to a lot of instrumental music, from classical to jazz to newgrass to jam-band stuff. Lyrics have never meant that much to me. I’m not a fan of spoken word poetry. I’m pretty skeptical, but if there is such a thing as magic in this world it is music. How can a series of tones affect us emotionally? It can inspire us, It can stimulate us, It can take us to places we wouldn’t normally go. All done through a series of tones, without words. To me that is magic. Hip-hop and rap minimize that effect, at least for me.