Macklemore is insane. I cannot believe how old I really am, when I'm like "um, Slug doing the 'we're-just-doing-our-own-thing double-retro-hiphop-historian-hiphop?' Again? Really?," and I'm met with blank stares.
And the stuff I'm referencing is probably the second or third wave of that.
Even making fun of rap archetypes is a tired move (black sheep dreamt that they were hard, slaughtahouse, PFAC, etc). And those are just the first ones I heard...
It's crazy to me:
Even joking how you know EXACTLY when the drums are coming in, or the a capella breakdown, or which changes are coming where--even that's been done too much.
Shit is insane.
STILL AND YET:
e-discussing the merits of joke-rap and its subject matter is the bastion of the old nerd. Always has been. I will try my hardest to ignore it all!
(not fooling anyone, but still)
Cornball Macklemore has surpassed cornball Mixalot as Seattle's biggest rapper. Deal with THAT, authentic-police!