Today was a day of firsts. Today I bought my first hip-hop album (note* yes I bought K-Os, but K-Os is completely trans-genre, and doesn’t really count as true hip-hop. K-Os is a member of the completely awesome genre). Today I purchased, from a brick and mortar HMV store, Mood Ruff – I Do My Own Stunts. I will admit that I bought this album based on a limited criteria list: 1) I heard a stellar single on CBC radio 3 (a fantastic resource for indie Canadian music), and 2) it was $15.
The ‘song of the summer’ from this album is fully, and completely track 4 Rocketship. This track drips and bleeds solid beat, ridiculous hooks, and catchy lyrics. I’m still getting into this album, but thus far I’m impressed (however my hip-hop experience is limited). I blame society, and grade 7. In grade 7 I refused to listen to any music beside metal and 60-70′s rock (The Doors, Iron Maiden, Metallica et al.). Why? Because it was cool, and all other music was not. It didn’t matter if my toe got to tapping, I wasn’t going to like it. I would make that toe stop tapping, throw on my black, band screened t-shirt, my plaid shirt, and march off to school with my Panasonic walkman blaring.
I know I miss great music from time to time, but I’m not too worried, cause I’m sure even those that pay attention miss great music miss out as well. I often wonder how many great songs are out there, already written, recorded, and discarded. Who knows, the next big hit may have already been retired to the bargain bin.
Who knows, I may stumble upon it tomorrow.
Yeah…I’ve been downloading like mad lately and have come to realize that there are too many good songs already written and recorded. And the sad part is that I will never have time to listen to them all.