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...damn. As the survivor of a life-threatening car wreck (he recorded his vocals for the song Through the Wire with his jaw wired shut), West isn't really anticollege so much as drunk on live-life-now narcissism. He uses most of Dropout, winner of the Best Rap Album prize, to congratulate himself for doing the work it took to become a star and berating the chumps who buy into a system that he believes slowly deprives them of their dreams. There are moments when West is as funny (and as petulant) as Eminem, but as his choir sings...
...centerpiece of Franklin's first album for Atlantic Records was her cover of Otis Redding's Respect, a song that, released in the midst of the racial and sexual tumult of 1967, meant so much to so many people. It remains her signature anthem--and for good reason--though its overexposure means that her versions of Ray Charles' Drown in My Own Tears and Sam Cooke's A Change Is Gonna Come and her emotionally delicate performance of Do Right Woman--Do Right Man are criminally overlooked...
...good is Thriller? Put it on right now, and you'll be amazed at how easily the most frightening public image of the late 20th century melts away. Michael Jackson was 24 when he released what became the best-selling album of all time (until it was eclipsed in the late '90s by the eponymous Eagles: Their Greatest Hits, 1971-1975). And there's no whining about celebrity, no messiah complex, just nine immensely catchy tracks, seven of which went...
Even with extended skits and lots of filler, West's debut stands as the smartest, funniest and most important rap album of the new century. The pink-Polo-wearing son of an ex--Black Panther and a college English professor, West wasn't the first to bring a buppie sensibility to hip-hop, but he infused Jesus Walks, All Falls Down and Never Let Me Down (which featured a tremendous guest verse from his mentor and record-company president, Jay-Z) with wit, intelligence and, most of all, complexity...
...That’s not the point!” screeched a woman dressed in a red robe and gold chains. For fans of the man born William Drayton, talent never was the point. The hundreds waiting in the cold had bought Flav’s new album, “Hollywood,” but that was because Newbury Comics made purchasing the CD a prerequisite for a spot in line. Their $13 wasn’t for the music, but rather for an encounter with the protagonist of “Flavor of Love?...