Jaspects have been dominating my easy listening and Jazz playlists lately. So I was extremely delighted to see that they had teamed up with Brooklyn’s Atlanta’s Señor Kaos for this very insightful, laid back track.
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If you’re here for the footage, it’s all after the jump. The rest of y’all, read on.
Mixed reactions surround any discussion on Drake. On the one hand, we have those that consider him the future of Hip-Hop. On the other, there are skeptics. Not to be confused with naysayers, or haters, these are the folks that are yet to be convinced that this man is worth his weight in laurels.
Despite all the buzz and acclaim he’d garnered along with the fact that I liked a song or two, I still couldn’t take this cat seriously (*cough*Degrassi*cough*) and I was not alone….or so I thought. But when Drake sold out his Atlanta show in about five hours, it was clear that he had gotten too big to ignore.
Before the show, BkJaxon, Kaos and I joked on the about how the line wrapping around the block was laced with tight pants and smedium tees. I asked the all-knowing Kaos: “Uh…d’you know Danny! is the opening act?”
“Maaaan, who the Hell is Danny!?”
Everyone — security, promoters, media — was clueless about who this dude was. Apparently he’s pretty established on the international scene and had an album out last year that NBC loved. But as an old lady in Brooklyn once told a Priest on a subway, “Niggas don’t wanna hear that shit.”
The fans were there for Drake. Nobody had the mental capacity to take time to get to know this slanky, dark-skinded, surprisingly dapper brother. As a result homie got BOO’ED the Hell home. He tried to impress…but was bested by the crowd in the worst way.
Jaspects were the next act, and they were determined not to get the same treatment. But when five brothers walk on stage in vests, button ups, neck ties, jeans and converses — all matching — with brass wind instruments ranging from trumpets to whatever else they had there, one could almost feel the crowd take deep breaths, preparing to let out even bigger boos.
NOPE. These cats rocked it. Surprised everyone.
I’ve never listened to them before but their live show is on point. If you get a chance to peep them in your city, do so and thank me later.
Then, right before the man of the hour went on, an announcement came on that Chucky was about to get on stage. For those who don’t know, this is Chucky.
No, Lil’ Wayne did not get a mini-me….no, wait, he did. Very entertaining young cat with great command of the stage. Littler Wayne had the crowd rocking. He kept it short (no pun) and then proceeded to yield the floor to Drake’s DJ Future who spun some slow jams and warmed the crowd ladies up.
And with that question, it was on. The screams heard every time he gave the audience time to breathe would lead any sane person to believe Godzilla was about to stomp the room. Read the rest of this entry »