Showing posts with label 1989. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1989. Show all posts

Cram Sampling Rebels Without a Pause: A Classic Age in Hiphop Music


"Watching the dancers get down every night [in the mid-1970s], [DJ Kool] Herc saw that their limbs were loosest during the 'breaks,' or isolated drum parts, when the band pulled out and gave the drummer some. He wondered: Could you prolong the break? Could you make an endless break? By cutting the record back and forth between two records during the critical drum solo, Herc inadvertantly invented the "breakbeat"-- two seconds of feverish climax looped eternally, the point where Steve Miller turns into Steve Reich, a limitless pulse to make B-boys go ga-ga night after night. This became the foundation of Hip hop music."  

Christopher R. Weingarten, It Takes a Nation of Millions To Hold Us Back (2010) : This book in the 33 1/3 series posits that the album in the title, the 1988 Hiphop album qua album breakthrough, along with De La Soul's 3 Feet High and Rising and the Beastie Boys Paul's Boutique (both 1989), represent an album aesthetic peak, a triumvirate, in Hiphop history. One particular relatively early culmination of what DJ Kool Herc started. And, crucially, a brief window of creative cultural opportunity. New relatively cheap sampling technology emerges in the mid-1980s and falls into the hands of urban B-boys like Hank Shocklee, "sound master" in the Bomb Squad; competing and hustling against a bunch of other sound system collectives operating out of the boroughs of NYC since Sugar Hill's "Rapper's Delight" (1979). Increasingly Wild Style sampling experiments like the album classics above ensue. It Takes a Nation crams dozens of samples into a single song, over a hundred samples synthesizing Black soul music into BLM before BLM; a monumentally hard rock funky epic Black Power statement and soundtrack. Performative as a sensationalized "Black CNN." Game changer. Then in '89 the Turtles sued De La Soul for copyright infringement. And, more conclusively, in '91 Gilbert O'Sullivan sued Biz Markie for ripping off his pop hit "Alone Again (Naturally)" and overnight making albums like It Takes a Nation or 3 Fee High or Paul's Boutique became prohibitively expensive and so practically impossible. It's a good story. Maybe not the whole story in that experimental electronic music based on sampling continues, Wu-Tang, Trip Hop, DJ Shadow, The Avalanches, etc, but cram sampling never has the same populist Black pop chart source and reach as it did between Eric B & Rakim's "You Know You Got Soul" (1987) and De La Soul is Dead (1991). For me, personally, inspired by The Clash's political bombast as a raw youth, It Takes a Nation was the Black punk rock I'd been waiting for. I Felt the Noize. "Armageddon, it's been in effect, go get a late pass. Step." 

"For The Lover in You," True Mathematics (1991)

 

In a way this is just another golden era hiphop song about "gold diggers" but True Mathematics gets all philosophical about it: "When the material girl in you comes out will the lover in you see what the love is about?" And, crucially, the funk is sharp and bouncy as it could be. TM is Kenny Houston, sidekick on some Public Enemy albums. Surprised he doesn't rap more as he gives as good as he gets from the Bomb Squad: Carl Ryder (aka Chuck D), Hank Shocklee, and Eric "Vietnam" Sadler. I like the original but TM's version is popping; similar funk vintage to Young MC's "Bust a Move" (1989) or EPMD'S "You Gots To Chill" (1988). Hiphop or rap music is, basically, funk made with turntables, a mixer, a synth/sampler, a drum machine, and a rapping DJ or MC. If you like funky beats and pop hooks this cannot miss. In a classic hiphop persona, the disinterested observer of human relations, "some guys will use you/some guys will love you," TM raps, "But I'm neither one/just here to observe."  

The original comes from Shalamar's 1980 album Three for Love: 

"I Have Been to Heaven and Back," The Mekons (1989)

Late song off Rock'n'Roll (1989), and as pure an example of The Mekons rock & roll as you're going to find. One way you can tell the pure stuff is if they, Sally and/or Tom and/or Jon, kick up their heels like drunken Rockettes when the band joins all together on the crashing downbeats. Like bullfighting Ole's, shambolic urban thriftshop world music. Or Mekons Rock'n'Roll! 

Or rock & roll or rock-n-roll all superior to rock and roll because they bind the two, the  'rock' and the 'roll,' together more tightly than the common rock 'and' roll. I prefer the upper case musical duets, like Sam & Dave, and the imperial E Pluribus Unum of the ampersand but I'm okay with the informality of the apostrophe too. Mekons Rock'n'Roll.  


 

"Not Given Lightly," Chris Knox (1989)

 

So I'm on a mini-Chris Knox kick. He's special. This might be what you could call Beatlesque, and there will be people who will have a problem with that. Not me. "'Cause it's you that I love/And it's true that I love/It's love not given lightly." Named New Zealand's 13th best song all-time. 

Bonus: And, FWIW, the Beatlesque was no cheap pop move but a longstanding feature of much of Knox's music. From 1980, his punk rock band Toy Love doing "Don't Ask Me":



"Beyond the Dance," Rhythm is Rhythm (1989)

Third Generation Disco: David Mancuso to Frankie Knuckles to Derrick May or Rhythm is Rhythm. Invented spacey electro disco sound with collaborating DJ record nerd friends, The Belleville Three, from Detroit; innovating off Kraftwerk's electronic and ambient take on disco. They called their DJ soundsystem business Deep Space Soundworks. "Beyond the Dance" feels trance-y, even possibly psychedelic, a dash of ambient Brian Eno, chill-out dance music (before that became a tired brand) with this relentless buoyancy that hits that endless groove hooky repetition bell again but in a completely different register here: techno grooves, snappy castanets, crude electronics, a droning pinball machine, zen healing melodic cheap synth tones, pulsating, radiating outward like gamma rays. Where four or five minutes in you want the groove to go on forever: Serene, slow building, surging space disco Detroiters called Techno. Now, 2024, only its ambient splendor remains. And I am surprised this hasn't been endlessly looped in some Muzak space, elevator music, or grocery shopping to Rhythm is Rhythm. 

TGIDF