Is it me? I was tweeted some music by a songwriter with a request to promote the music he attached. “Hip Hop” it said – Not my favourite but I’ll listen and hope to be surprised – pleasantly. I was! I liked the music, the concept, the female vocals and then the rapping, rhyming poetry started. It all started out so promising with an echo from one of my favourites Janelle Monae – I was so excited!
Unfortunately, I could not get past the crass imagery, vulgarity and foul language. I have tried but I can’t listen to it – I’m just not programmed to accept it. So, I was not going to forward it. If the only way this “message” music is relatable is with bleepable words in every phrase, it’s lost to me.
I listen to three songs and stop. It seems beyond my grasp and I want so badly to hear what I found up front, the beauty and sweetness of the female voice and music but the spell is inevitably broken when the rapping male voice interrupts.
Then I took a break to do something else but I couldn’t stay away – I needed to know where the story went so I dove back into it. Some humour and satire with a wonderful campy flare included – nice challenges and the whole piece becomes a “rap-opera” or Hip-Hopera. I think it’s brilliant even if the vulgarity is a barrier to my complete enjoyment, but the same goes for so many pieces of shocking but provocative art and films.
Decide for yourselves, then let us know what you think.