Azealia Banks/Rye Rye
Azealia Banks: 1991 (Interscope)
Four tracks, 14 minutes of music, topped inevitably by "212" (and if you're not among the video's 20 million hits, succumb now). All of said tracks suit this eye-on-the-prize Harlemite's launch EP better than her many other YouTube offerings, some of which might in turn sound dandy mixed into the mixtape and official album we are assured will soon-come. One might bitch about the chopped-and-screwed monologue that brings total time to 16 minutes, only it's funnier and more pointed than the Clyde Smith skits it bites from Ghostface. So I hope this is the dancey hip-hop Nicki Minaj's haters claim to miss and know full well it's too effing dancey for 'em‑-not to mention too virtuosic, beatwise, layered, less-is-more, and much. Quick-tongued, lascivious, catchy, and delighted with itself, there hasn't been a more pleasurable record all year and probably won't be‑-not even by her. A
Rye Rye: Go! Pop! Bang! (Deluxe Edition) (N.E.E.T./Interscope)
Always defiantly thin both sonically and conceptually, M.I.A.'s best sidekick forever is an ideal conduit for a Bmore electro that doubles as the sound of ingrained urban poverty‑-a poverty complemented by a few throw-in anthems that use electronics to simulate affluence instead. Finally we've reached a tipping point resembling the riot grrrl moment of the early '90s, one in which every feisty hip-hop soprano has a you-go-illygirl edge on her notebook-toting male competitors. Selling point of the unfortunately download-only deluxe: two singsongy old M.I.A. collabs that drive the point home. B PLUS
She played at the Pride parade here in Boston, and reports were ecstatic. I couldn't go, so now I'm kicking myself all over again.
Don't know how many of you have already taken a deep dive into the Bmore scene, but Al Shipley's blog (government names) is a great place to start...
Caught AB on YT and although far from my cup of tea it was cute. Must have gone over well
Mothers Day at the Banks' house.
And yet check out those YouTube offerings. “Hood Bitch.” “Jumanji.” We're going to gag on that mixtape/official album.
2. "Boomers must be served"
Sheesh An Innocent Man wasn’t enough?
3. Che Vauche talks tough every Tuesday and Friday but where’s his consumer guidance re: Godard’s Dziga Vertov period or such late headscratchers as Passion and Nouvelle Vague?
4. And apropos of nothing, my favorite **** Surfers song is “Kuntz.”
Edit: Ha! I was worried about Clankface getting snippy about "Kuntz" and totally forgot that "Bu++hole Surfers" might still offend.
I do think Will's "boomers must be served" was somewhat critical.
THE ANTI-DEAN'S LIST: JEAN-LUC GODARD*
Bande à part / A+
Masculin Féminin / A+
La Chinoise / A+
Week End / A+
À bout de souffle / B+
Une femme mariée / B
2 ou 3 choses que je sais d'elle / B
Vivre sa vie / B-
Une femme est une femme / B-
Le Petit soldat / C+
Pierrot le fou / C
Les Carabiniers / C-
Le Mépris / D
Alphaville, une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution / D
Made in U.S.A. / D
*Dedicated to Andrew Sarris, the Kojak of American film critics.
Copyright, 2012 / Puppymaster, Inc.
CHRIS DRUMM articulates the blizzard of battles upcoming. For understanding. For communicating. A silence, A silence inserted. A silence on the sly.
I will say though that I have bookmarked that live Wussy video I found so that whenever I get depressed I have something life-affirming to go to.
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Starting in 1967, Robert Christgau has covered popular music for The Village Voice, Esquire, Blender, Playboy, Rolling Stone, and many other publications. He teaches in New York University's Clive Davis Department of Recorded Music, maintains a comprehensive website at robertchristgau.com, and has published five books based on his journalism. He has written for MSN Music since 2006.