There are some really valid constructive criticisms here but I feel like they’re married to a willful misinterpretation of this project, its scope and its intentions. In hindsight, I regret using the word “de-evolution” to describe hip hop’s path. I’m not qualified to make a statement like that. In the piece, I own up to my shortcomings and limitations pretty extensively. This isn’t a project about how hip hop now sucks. I don’t believe that to be true and I am certainly in no position to make a claim like that for the reasons I outline in what is only an introductory piece. This isn’t even a piece about contemporary hip hop. In the introductory entry, I was merely establishing who I was and where I was coming from, not making grand statements. I apologize if it comes off like that. I appreciate the author’s passion and intensity but we’re both dudes who cried through BEATS, RHYMES AND LIFE so I suspect we’re not so terribly dissimilar as the author of this post seems to think.
Hold on a minute— a white guy in his 30s is going to talk at length about how he prefers rap music from the ’90s to the rap music of today? GIVE ME A MINUTE TO CLEAR MY SCHEDULE IN PREPARATION FOR THIS MOST COMETLIKE OF RARE OCCURRENCES.
I say this as someone who cried during…
