I know I said that I wasn’t going to be doing anymore Guestbloggers until the top of 2010, but I recently read something so real and compelling that I had to show this blogger some luv.
Now anybody who knows “The Gyant” already understand my disdain for the mundane industry we all call the music business these days. So you can imagine how elated I was to hear someone from a completely different walk of life share my views on what we all call “hip-hop.” Check it out:
For those who say hip-hop is alive and thriving are lying to those loyal fans from the inside out. Many people inside the industry say that the landscape of hip-hop is better than it has ever been. I beg to differ! What has changed is how many people have their hands in the cookie jar of the next up and coming star.
Can we market his look? Can he hum a tune, can we as Lil Wayne would say “put Drake on the hook” to make the music sell.
The industry is now the Uncle Tom of the genre, they have pimped the content of the music I grew up on to sell me some headphones, a Ed Hardy shirt, or the newest alcoholic beverage of the day. Oh yeah now you can insert the picture of Nuvo, or the video chick that was discovered last week! It’s really a stretch when die-hard hip-hop fans can’t even find a decent song that they would play at all.
I’m tired of hearing people say we need the Soulja Boy’s, New Boyz, and cat in the hat a$* rappers out there who can put two words together. Get them to freestyle, use a beat that didn’t come from fruity loops. Go unplugged; learn your history on rap. Sit down with KRS-One. Teach who the pioneers of the game are and pattern yourself after that. See what Outkast has done; look at Nas in his early days. Learn who DJ Premier is, being underground now means that you don’t sell so the Industry put you under the ground!
Don’t pattern yourself after your homeboy down the block who downloaded a computer program to make beats, or uses Masterwriter to learn to spit heat. Niggas in the game don’t know about hard work, grinding work!
You have so many people pass you off as the next whoever, that you fail to be the next you. How many rappers out there know who their fans are without a publicist, etc. to steer their direction? [Read More Here]
Let the man tell the truth.
Hoping off my soapbox.
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