I just watched this shit Caligula for the first time. It made no fuxin’ sense. This might be the OG Watch The Throne. The films highlights were betrayal, murder, and faggotry for the streets.
Helen Mirren been bad tho’.
I just watched this shit Caligula for the first time. It made no fuxin’ sense. This might be the OG Watch The Throne. The films highlights were betrayal, murder, and faggotry for the streets.
Helen Mirren been bad tho’.
Editor’s note: The Complex mag crew asked me to give a sentence or two about my impressions to the Watch The Throne event. It looks like I OD’d on the hype and TWote too much. Here’s what I said…
I’m calling this album Gattaca Rap. In the new iteration of the classic future dystopian flick we will see Jay-Z reprising the role of Ethan Hawke and BeYonce cast as Uma Thurman. KanYe West of course plays Jude Law since his DNA is all over this record.
‘No Church In The Wild’ featuring Frank Ocean
Jay-Z is as awkward in this genetically modified world as Ethan Hawke was, but just like Hawke escaped from Earth so did Jay-Z escape from the Marcy Houses to another world outside of Brooklyn. But maybe it was the planet of Brooklyn where Jay-Z has always belonged? Maybe Jay-Z doesn’t need to be circling around Saturn since his vehicle of choice is a Maybach anyhoo? I wanted to hear him craft verses that explained what the rare air of outerspace smelled like, but Jay-Z is still too preoccupied with a mortal imagination. Albeit a wealthy one, still hardly one belonging to a god who can hold a supernova star in his hand.
‘New Day’
KanYe West isn’t limited by his imagination, although he is burdened by his tragic Midwest upbringing for attempting to put a gilded hood ornament on a rocket ship. It’s called doing too much. There are times when his flourishes are truly fantastic (MBDTF) and there are moments in Watch The Throne where I have no idea what he is musically doing to my ears. I’ll blame myself for not having the right DNA hexcode to truly understand KanYe. Maybe, just maybe, this album has such a cosmic sound that I got lost in the translation.
‘Welcome To The Jungle’
Watch The Throne means everything to some people and nothing to others. I’m finding myself exactly in the middle, loving some of the tracks for Jay-Z’s honesty and Kanye’s musicality and skipping over half of the songs that I just don’t get. I wanted this album to be an instant classic for me, but after taking the piss test at Gattaca Aerospace Corporation my genome must have been deemed invalid? It’s like I got to the launch site too late to ride on the spaceship, but I still watched the liftoff. Whoever made it onto the spaceship is having a good time I suppose while I’m stuck here on Earth with the other invalids. My only consolation is that the hype machine powering this spaceship will run out of gas before it reaches Mars.
‘Life Off’ featuring BeYonce
No Church In The Wild stays on the loop tho’.
I’ma put 2.5/5 Blackstronaut Tangs on this spaceship.
Another classic Combat Jack Show is in the books and uploaded early by A King. The show’s featured guest is none other than our good friend Alvin Blanco who chronicled that definitive Wu-tang history.
The show takes an unexpected and hilarious turn when Mr.Mecc falls thru with a pr0n goddess named Aryana Starr. My favorite quote from her was about her determination to be successful in the adult industry by continuously “putting out”. Uhh, chyeah?!?
Every Wednesday from 10pm-12midnite you better be ready for Combat.
The Combat Jack Show (Alvin Blanco, Aryana Starr, Mr. Mecc) 8-10-11 by PNCRadio
I upped the pic for this drop after I returned home from the Watch The Throne listening event at the Hayden Planetarium. My plan was to finish the drop in the morning before I went off to the day grizzle. I was still kind of buzzed too from the unlimited Belvedere being poured into my mouf.
First off, let me just tell you that record company people are CRAYZAY. The event felt like the launch of a spaceship and some of the folks who had gathered were concerned whether they would be allowed on the rocket or were they there simply to be the rocket’s fuel. I had no such misgivings tho’. I was sure I was to be used as a booster module which is discarded and sent back to Earth after the rocket has broken the atmosphere. Some folks, like my homegirl Stacey were upset when they didn’t find themselves in the inner circle sanctum.
Multi-colored wristbands and secret handshakes aside we were all here to hear an album which we imagine will be the zenith of pop culture rap for our generation. What I find to be a profound backdrop is the economic state of America as posited next to two artists who can’t spend money fast enough. Obaama should have just gone to Jay-Z for a loan to help pay off the deficit instead of acquiescing to a bunch of old white who call him a ‘tar baby’ even tho’ he is high yellow (schmores marshmallow baby: Just enough chocolate).
Jay-Z and KanYe are the high life personified in Black entertainment. Who is left to live this lavish? Michael Jackson dead. Eddie Murphy has issues. Tiger Woods isn’t a swinger anymore. Michael Jordan lost half in a divorce settlement. There isn’t anyone left to tell us what to spend our tax return checks on and do it with so much charisma. Watch The Throne however isn’t a paean to overpriced luggage. Watch The Throne is KanYe’s statement that he is no longer the little brother who Jay can give rap noogies too.
I think KanYe is giving Jay-Z a bit of his own medicine on being annoying and self-absorbed. The album listening session was too loud for me to really connect to the record but there were enough moments and gems that I was able to pluck from the cosmic background. Sadly, the album doesn’t surpass my expectations at this point. Maybe on a subsequent listen it will all make sense to me. Maybe KanYe and Jay-Z are so far ‘out there’ that they are rapping in another galaxy? A universe filled with fiances named BeYonce.
I can’t call it else I might spoil it. You listen to Watch The Throne and tell me what you think. Spaceship status or a spaced out shit platter?
SummerStage takes over Springfield Park in Queens for a mini-festival of epic performances from some of the finest voices in soul and R&B music.
DONELL JONES / OLIVIA
Tuesday, July 26
Springfield Park, Queens
Show at 7:00 pm
Chicago native Donell Jones is an established R&B star and has also delved into writing and producing. He got his big break with his debut album ‘My Heart’. He was recognized as a force in R&B after his sophomore album, ‘Where I Wanna Be’, went platinum with the singles “Shorty (Got Her Eyes on Me)” and “U Know What’s Up” featuring Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes of TLC. The success continued with his chart-topping albums, ‘Life Goes On’ and ‘Journey of a Gemini’. Jones’ latest album Lyrics harkens back to the traditional jazzy sound of R&B, while his legato voice connects each note over smooth rhythm.
CHRISETTE MICHELE
Thursday, July 28
Springfield Park, Queens
Show at 7:00 pm
New York native Chrisette Michele is a “soulful songbird” as described by Entertainment Weekly, who has been shining on the R&B music scene since 2007. She released her debut album, ‘I Am’ to critical praise, including her first Grammy for “Be OK” featuring will.i.am. Her sophomore album, ‘Epiphany’ fortified her success by debuting at number one on the Billboard 200. It highlighted her “fiery vocal performance” as she backs up every word with strong emotion. Her latest album, ‘Let Freedom Reign’ is driven by Michele’s self-confidence and charged with a “blissful marriage of fiery spirit and artful musicality.” Throughout the album, her “timelessly sleek voice” has room to shine over crisp, understated backdrops. Michele’s “meaty voice” powerfully stimulates her albums as “her voice has real pain in it, with a cry at the back of the throat that lends complexity to even the happiest love songs,” according to the NY Daily News.
Go to the SummerStage website for directions to Springfield Park