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Tiny Tunes
By Jon Kulas and Jessica English
AUGUST 4, 1997:
Alibi Value Scale Formula:
Total minutes of good music @ 50¢/minute minus total minutes
of bad music @ 25 ¢/minute = Value
Wu-Tang Clan Wu-Tang Forever (Loud Records)
Good Minutes: 90:37
Blah Minutes: 12:31 (no cash value)
Bad Minutes: 9:23
Actual Retail Price: $24.95 (two CDs)
Value: $43.50
The saga of the Wu-Tang has had several origins, with each of
its nine members fighting his own individual struggle on the streets
and eventually all maturing together in the force that is Wu-Tang.
With their first album Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers),
The Clan established itself strongly in the hip-hop community,
setting a standard of self-management and promotion that many
other rap artists would try to duplicate. In an industry that
has become ruled by record company moguls and chock full of one-hit
wonders, the Clan strategi-cally signed contracts that would allow
their members to operate and create individual solo efforts outside
the label, but also marketed, distributed and promoted their first
single Protect Ya Neck under their own Wu-Tang label. This
arrangement has made the Wu-Tang Clan a huge source of music over
the past four years, not only as a group but with each of its
members contributing to the rap arena.
The new album Wu-Tang Forever (two CDs) continues to build
on what was demonstrated in the first album: the group's blending
of martial arts practices and Islamic beliefs into a unique vision
of hard-core hip-hop. The music itself evokes images of stark
streets and harsh conditions but moves far from the gangsta-rap
mentality. Much time is spent telling us to find value in our
brothers and sisters and represents the attainment of education
and knowledge as the development of power in a community. I think
we're all sick of hearing the word "gat" these days,
and I can't recall hearing it on either of these CDs, although
they could have stuck it in somewhere. Overall, it ranks low on
the gangsta-hype scale.
The album continues to be creatively unique in its mixing of powerful
beats, disciplined rhythms and East Coast flavor. As there are
nine members in the group, the album is multilayered, having several
dimensions as each artist offers a different verbal style and
a different stylistic vision from which the music is created.
Monotony is not something to be found here. Fans have been waiting
four years for this album to come out, and the Clan has not let
anyone down. In the words of group member, Ol' Dirty Bastard,
"We're comin' off with crazy shit that nobody can touch."
Enough said. (JK)
Nearly God Nearly God (Island Records)
Good Minutes: 54:32
Blah Minutes: 6:21 (no cash value)
Bad Minutes: 0
Actual Retail Price: $15.97
Value: $27.16
Nearly God is the newest extension of trip-hop genius Tricky's
psyche. This new collaboration, featuring the vocals by Neneh
Cherry, Allison Moyet, Bjork and, of course, Martine (cited in
the liner notes as Martina Topley Birds), moves with the same
slinky beats--primitive yet complex--that are Tricky's signature
style. The difference between Nearly God and his previous
releases, Pre-Millennium Ten-sion and Maxiniquaye, is
far deeper than just the inclusion of megatalents. He has taken
these already incomparable works and perfected them, with a wider
range of rhythms and instruments--each song is constantly morphing
until it reaches a climactic pitch. In "Keep Your Mouth Shut,"
a droning, machine-like hum is cut by a booming sample; Tricky's
chanting, "Mother, I'm hungry," infiltrates the
deep thudding bass and the ethereal voice of Bjork (sans annoying
incomprehensible wailing). From the gospel song set to the pairing
of pulsing rhythm and solo violin to the gentle plucking of bass
strings overlapping with the sultry voice of Martine and electronic
even beats in the jazzy little number "Black Coffee,"
the constant mixture of opposite elements--the feminine and masculine,
regular and sporadic, classical and electronic--makes Nearly
God a sensory experience that's nearly crippling. Pleasantly
crippling, though, dictating even the rhythm of your own blood
coursing through your veins. Indulge in something so divine. (JE)
--Jon Kulas and Jessica English
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