Friday, March 02, 2007
Review 117: Busta Rhymes - I Love My Chick
Crass, vulgar rubbish=big hit. There's a surprise.
You know, I've always had a lot of time for Busta Rhymes. Not only does his music contain more humour than the majority of dullards "spitting rhymes" right now, but he's always seemed to have an eye for, well, cool things. Think about it; he sampled both the music from Psycho and Knight Rider (to good effect), but also fought a Predator type thing in the "Fire It Up" video - AND had Mr. T appear in a video. Now that's the kind of guy The Curmudgeon could hang out with.
This offering though - is just turgid. Of course, the REAL title of the song isn't "I Love My Chick" (it's the "B" word that Amazon won't let me type) and this charming admission is echoed by personality vacuum Kelis saying "I love you ni**a". Lovely.
Nevermind that the song itself is humdrum, that it's merely treading water compared to some of the others Busta has released in the past, but because - shock horror - it has more than the average amount of rude words in it - it sells by the ton. Thank YOU, idiot public.
I have no problem with expletive laden songs. Sexy MF, by Prince, for example, is a tight, hook-filled gem, and Rage Against The Machine's "Killing In The Name Of" is just 100 kinds of awesome. But this is just purile garbage.
Busta - welcome to the Official Room 101 of Amazon. Your new song sucks - don't let it happen again.
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2 comments:
God, that picture is vile. Thanks for burning that image into my retinas, Curmudgeon. I've always thought of Busta Rhymes as the last great rapper. Talk about style. Now I guess he's just the last to sell out. I still think he's cool, but his music has ceased to interest me.
You know you'd hit it.
With a shovel.
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