Suprisingly I never been a big fan of Digable. I don't hate 'em like all you hardrocks, I just never really got into their material. "Cool Like That" was never a early 90's classic I was tempted to drop at a party either.
Can't say that I'm a big Digable fan, but I do play their lps from time to time. Never thought of their rapping as wack - I can't think of any rhymes of theirs that stands out in my mind. The quotes that people are throwing out don't really mean much in the way of constructive criticism. Its all about context - try typing out CL Smooth's rhymes. I'm sure they won't read any better than the stuff Faux quoted above. In fact, you can do that with most mc's.
Honestly, I just like the way that Blowout Comb sounds, and that includes any wack flow, wack lyrics,etc. Can I just like the vibe without all the over-analysis?
I'm with you.
-e
Guys, at least half the discussions we have on SoulStrut could be characterized as "over-analysis"; let's not get all huffy just because the "over-analysis" in this case tends to expose one of your cherished headwraps-n-incense rap releases for the terd that is is. Did you not try to foist an essay on us that, by your own admission, would take a half hour to read? Is that not the very definition of over-analysis?
You mad, creamy spy?
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids Us floor rush when the dj's boomin' classics You dig the crew on the fattest hip-hop record He tucks the kinks and sinks into the sounds She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane They flock to booms, man, boogie had to change Who freaks the clips with mad about percussion Where kinky hair goes to unthought of dimensions Why's it so fly, 'cause hip-hop kept some drama When Butterfly brought the lightning suede boomers What by the cut we push it off the corner How is the buzz into our hip-hop era Was fresh in fact since they started saying outtie Cuts froms may fact from right beneath my hoodie The poobah of the styles like Miles and shit Like 60's funky worms with waves and perms Just sendin' junky rhythms right down your block We be to rap what key be to lock
These are from Reachin', not Blowout Comb, and the flow is funky even if the lyrics are all over the place.
I used to really enjoy BLOWOUT COMB (couldn't get with the previous record though) but I couldn't understand most of what they were saying... seems that was an asset
I've definitely never heard of an instrumental LP... though there were several singles so thats a start...
who's the bigger "poptart" cats that admit to liking Digable still or cats that say "dude! they're horrible" but can recite a grip of lines spell all three words of the phrase "Digable Planets lyrics" correctly when typing it into Google?
The quotes that people are throwing out don't really mean much in the way of constructive criticism. Its all about context
Gee, dude, I apologize--it was intellectually dishonest of me to only post one verse from that song, when it was actually followed by two more. Below, I have restored the "key be to lock" lyrics to their original context, and I have to admit you were absolutely correct--considered in context, this is some Kool G Rap level lyrical alchemy!
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin classics You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane They flock to booms man boogie had to change Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions Why's it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas What by the cut we push it off the corner How was the buzz entire hip hop era? Was fresh and fat since they started sayin audi Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie The puba of the styles like miles and shit Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block We be to rap what key be to lock But I'm cool like dat [x7] I'm cool...I'm cool... [Ladybug] We be the chocolates taps on my raps innovates at the sweeta cat naps He at the funk club with the vibrate Them they be crazy down with the ?five plate? It can kick a plan then a crowd burst Me I be diggin it with s bump verse Us we be freakin til dawn blinks an eye He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup) Who understood yeah understood the plan Him heard a beat and put it to his hands What I just flip let borders get loose How to consume or they'll be just like juice If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic The babes'll go spastic Hip hop gains a classic Pimp playin shock it dont matter I'm fatter Ax Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones) And I'm chill like dat [x7] I'm chill...I'm chill... [All] Blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink.... Think..think..think..think..think..think..think... [Doodlebug] We get ya free cause the clips be fat boss Them they're the jams and commence to goin off She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt Him thats my man with the asteroid belt They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn non-pigs The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls You used to find a bug in a box with fade Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids And I'm peace like dat [x7] I'm Peace [Butterfly] Check it out man I groove like dat I'm smmoce like dat I jive like dat I roll like dat [Ladybug] Yeah I'm thick like dat I stack like dat I'm down like dat I'm black like dat [Doodlebug] Well yo I funk like dat I'm fat like dat I'm in like dat Cause I swing like dat [Butterfly] We jazz like dat We freak like dat We zoom like dat We out...we out
The quotes that people are throwing out don't really mean much in the way of constructive criticism. Its all about context
Gee, dude, I apologize--it was intellectually dishonest of me to only post one verse from that song, when it was actually followed by two more. Below, I have restored the "key be to lock" lyrics to their original context, and I have to admit you were absolutely correct--considered in context, this is some Kool G Rap level lyrical alchemy!
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin classics You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane They flock to booms man boogie had to change Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions Why's it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas What by the cut we push it off the corner How was the buzz entire hip hop era? Was fresh and fat since they started sayin audi Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie The puba of the styles like miles and shit Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block We be to rap what key be to lock [/b] But I'm cool like dat [x7] I'm cool...I'm cool... [Ladybug] We be the chocolates taps on my raps innovates at the sweeta cat naps He at the funk club with the vibrate Them they be crazy down with the ?five plate? It can kick a plan then a crowd burst Me I be diggin it with s bump verse Us we be freakin til dawn blinks an eye He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup) Who understood yeah understood the plan Him heard a beat and put it to his hands What I just flip let borders get loose How to consume or they'll be just like juice If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic The babes'll go spastic Hip hop gains a classic Pimp playin shock it dont matter I'm fatter Ax Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones) And I'm chill like dat [x7] I'm chill...I'm chill... [All] Blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink.... Think..think..think..think..think..think..think... [Doodlebug] We get ya free cause the clips be fat boss Them they're the jams and commence to goin off She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt Him thats my man with the asteroid belt They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn non-pigs The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls You used to find a bug in a box with fade Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids And I'm peace like dat [x7] I'm Peace [Butterfly] Check it out man I groove like dat I'm smmoce like dat I jive like dat I roll like dat [Ladybug] Yeah I'm thick like dat I stack like dat I'm down like dat I'm black like dat [Doodlebug] Well yo I funk like dat I'm fat like dat I'm in like dat Cause I swing like dat [Butterfly] We jazz like dat We freak like dat We zoom like dat We out...we out
The context of the music is what I was thinking of, not the rest of the lyrics. Typing out the lyrics to songs in almost any genre results in pretty embarassing looking bad poetry. I'm not trying to say Digable planets were great or even good rappers, but their flow did fit well with their music. Listening to blowout comb right now I notice how strangely far back in the mix the vocals are. For me that makes it easy to just hear the textures of their voices and the cadences of their rhyming and not really notice what the hell they're saying. And thats OK.
The context of the music is what I was thinking of, not the rest of the lyrics. Typing out the lyrics to songs in almost any genre results in pretty embarassing looking bad poetry. I'm not trying to say Digable planets were great or even good rappers, but their flow did fit well with their music. Listening to blowout comb right now I notice how strangely far back in the mix the vocals are. For me that makes it easy to just hear the textures of their voices and the cadences of their rhyming and not really notice what the hell they're saying. And thats OK.
The context of the music is what I was thinking of, not the rest of the lyrics. Typing out the lyrics to songs in almost any genre results in pretty embarassing looking bad poetry. I'm not trying to say Digable planets were great or even good rappers, but their flow did fit well with their music. Listening to blowout comb right now I notice how strangely far back in the mix the vocals are. For me that makes it easy to just hear the textures of their voices and the cadences of their rhyming and not really notice what the hell they're saying. And thats OK.
Alright, well, in a strictly aesthetic sense then: that is the most sacless rhyming I have ever heard. Sounds like babytalk. Q-Tip with a vasectomy.
I just got Beyond the Spectrum. It takes me back to a time where my responsibilities were much less than they are now. I still like these guys even though they don't get maximum rotation.
The context of the music is what I was thinking of, not the rest of the lyrics. Typing out the lyrics to songs in almost any genre results in pretty embarassing looking bad poetry. I'm not trying to say Digable planets were great or even good rappers, but their flow did fit well with their music. Listening to blowout comb right now I notice how strangely far back in the mix the vocals are. For me that makes it easy to just hear the textures of their voices and the cadences of their rhyming and not really notice what the hell they're saying. And thats OK.
Alright, well, in a strictly aesthetic sense then: that is the most sacless rhyming I have ever heard. Sounds like babytalk. Q-Tip with a vasectomy.
I just got Beyond the Spectrum. It takes me back to a time where my responsibilities were much less than they are now spies were truly creamy. I still like these guys even though they don't get maximum rotation.
Comments
You creamy, spy? (PASUE)
Can't say that I'm a big Digable fan, but I do play their lps from time to time. Never thought of their rapping as wack - I can't think of any rhymes of theirs that stands out in my mind. The quotes that people are throwing out don't really mean much in the way of constructive criticism. Its all about context - try typing out CL Smooth's rhymes. I'm sure they won't read any better than the stuff Faux quoted above. In fact, you can do that with most mc's.
I am corny, and the creamiest of spies.
But I am not huffy.
Wait, so we were supposed to constructive in our criticism?
And then what? Somebody will print the thread out and mail it to the Digable Planets so they can improve as artists?
Don't you want to help them become even creamier spies???
These are from Reachin', not Blowout Comb, and the flow is funky even if the lyrics are all over the place.
I think I need more information before I can decide.
Can some of the Board's outer-borough representatives speak further on this aspect of the Brooklyn lifestyle?
No he didn't!
INSTANT GRAEMLIN
I am neither creamy nor a spy.
I did at one point "cover mad areas in my grey sole Clarks", however...
I've definitely never heard of an instrumental LP... though there were several singles so thats a start...
I used to bump the FUCK out of this album. I hadn't put it on in years... suffice to say it didn't age well to me...
The production is great though.
Ha Ha, nice!
Gee, dude, I apologize--it was intellectually dishonest of me to only post one verse from that song, when it was actually followed by two more. Below, I have restored the "key be to lock" lyrics to their original context, and I have to admit you were absolutely correct--considered in context, this is some Kool G Rap level lyrical alchemy!
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids
Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin classics
You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records
He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds
She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds
Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane
They flock to booms man boogie had to change
Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion
Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we push it off the corner
How was the buzz entire hip hop era?
Was fresh and fat since they started sayin audi
Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie
The puba of the styles like miles and shit
Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms
Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block
We be to rap what key be to lock
But
I'm cool like dat [x7]
I'm cool...I'm cool...
[Ladybug]
We be the chocolates taps on my raps
innovates at the sweeta cat naps
He at the funk club with the vibrate
Them they be crazy down with the ?five plate?
It can kick a plan then a crowd burst
Me I be diggin it with s bump verse
Us we be freakin til dawn blinks an eye
He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup)
Who understood yeah understood the plan
Him heard a beat and put it to his hands
What I just flip let borders get loose
How to consume or they'll be just like juice
If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic
The babes'll go spastic
Hip hop gains a classic
Pimp playin shock it dont matter I'm fatter
Ax Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones)
And
I'm chill like dat [x7]
I'm chill...I'm chill...
[All]
Blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink....
Think..think..think..think..think..think..think...
[Doodlebug]
We get ya free cause the clips be fat boss
Them they're the jams and commence to goin off
She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it
Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent
Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt
Him thats my man with the asteroid belt
They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big
He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn non-pigs
The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll
The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls
You used to find a bug in a box with fade
Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids
And
I'm peace like dat [x7]
I'm Peace
[Butterfly]
Check it out man I groove like dat
I'm smmoce like dat
I jive like dat
I roll like dat
[Ladybug]
Yeah I'm thick like dat
I stack like dat
I'm down like dat
I'm black like dat
[Doodlebug]
Well yo I funk like dat
I'm fat like dat
I'm in like dat
Cause I swing like dat
[Butterfly]
We jazz like dat
We freak like dat
We zoom like dat
We out...we out
DUDES, I USED TO LIKE THESE GUYS, SERIOUSLY.[/b] And it's not like the sum total of their music is bad, it's just not:
Criminal Minded
Low End Theory
Live And Let Die
Cypress Hill
The Chronic
It is equivalent to Ism & Blues by Hard 2 Obtain. Great beats,
All I can say is, I was never crazy about them but didn't hate on them either.
Please step up your bolding[/b] game
Listening to blowout comb right now I notice how strangely far back in the mix the vocals are. For me that makes it easy to just hear the textures of their voices and the cadences of their rhyming and not really notice what the hell they're saying. And thats OK.
Exactly.
Alright, well, in a strictly aesthetic sense then: that is the most sacless rhyming I have ever heard. Sounds like babytalk. Q-Tip with a vasectomy.
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That's more like it! LOL!
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