Enough About Me ...

Bloggin' Schmoggin'

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

 

Hip Hap

I'm sitting here trying to figure out what the past tense of hip might be, because I think that we've run out of material in the Hip Hop scene. The whole thing seems to be reduced to the cool beat, the chick or tea pot singing some melodic catch tune and of course Mr. or Ms. KeeperReal hangin' by the pool drinking bub ( A word that caught on because it rhymes with club ). I saw a dude who whispered most of his masterful rhymes, that was different. It all seems very not hip. I remember the days when Hip Hop was more hip than hop. The hip people had pot bellies and were hugely thankful that baggy was in. Then it went through the whole hop phase, thank you Mr. Hammer! Now we're at pectoral implants and lots and lots of baby oil to accentuate the six-P ( Hopefully those are real ). Neither hip nor hop really. Could it be that the grand masters are distracted with teeth whiteners and what forty of hiphopsters to appear in their video? No matter. I'm clearly missing the days when funky fresh was da bomb. The dream was creating clever libretto about life and times. This rarely included parties at the McMansion.

Comments: Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]





<< Home

Archives

September 2005   October 2005   November 2005   December 2005   January 2006   February 2006   March 2006   April 2006   October 2006   November 2006   December 2006   July 2007   August 2007   September 2007  

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Subscribe to Posts [Atom]