Last summer Rafi Kam turned me on to the alt-rap wunderkinds Das Racist. In many ways they are who I can imagine I would have been if I had the talent and reckless abandon to make rap music, or any music for that matter. Smart, funny and incredibly talented at appearing NOT to give a fux, all the while, REALLY giving a fux. The world is a cruel place and Das Racist wears a coat of armor made of unforced farce. But don’t call these dudes ‘joke rap’ either or you will be missing the point. Das Racist is reality rap. Albeit altered reality. I fux with these dudes. For real.
Das Racist just released a free album called ‘Shut Up, Dude’ and it highlights their zany, focused, multi-culti-influenced rap style. If I had to put this album in a genre I would call it coke rap, but not where you are selling it, where you are taking it. The mistake you are making is looking to find a reference point for Das Racist. Can you imagine what the love children of Afrika Bambaata and Ayn Rand might rhyme like?
It’s called Das Racist, now shut up, dude…
Das Racist – ‘Who’s That Brooown!’
Das Racist – ‘You Oughta Know’
Das Racist – ‘$1 Can’
DP.com fanboy videos are in order. You’ve been warned.