Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Can You Really Supply the Kain? (Album Review)

First Off, I gotta thank my right hand man (no homo) T-Wu for taking this picture at a local gas station. I could not have chronicled this New Haven nonsense any better myself. As the picture is a bit blurry I will transcribe the message below:

"Please Stop putting blunt guts on ground. Please use trash can put there for you all. Thank You." Only in New f**kin Haven.


In other nonsensical hood news, I went by my mother's crib the other day only to find out that the neighbors (or at least some of them) had been evicted. While eviction in and of itself is not that funny, the resolution of said action definitely was. Rather than leave peacefully, fight the landlord or simply refuse to move, the evicted tenants parked a hood ass Winnebago (camper) in front of the house. Yes ni**a, a winnebago...RV...Camper...call it what you want as it is truly a hot ghetto mess. They now live in the RV and come upstairs to their cousin's apartment (who was not evicted) to use the bathroom. Insert DJ Khaled (I'm so Hooooooooooood.)






Ok, and now on with our regularly scheduled bloggin'. Yep, no "g", just bloggin'. That's how I'm feelin today.


Show-Sho No-Homo's back...and yes, someone has taken the risk of having their album reviewed by the Nappyheaded haters. LOL. (Insert ominous music.)



Being the shameless self promoters that we are, C4 and I throw out a lot of invitations for others to contribute to the site that you all love (or love to hate) so much. What we have received in return was an open invitation from a few managers to review the work of their established and up and coming artists. While not my first album review, this is the first review I'm doing for a producer turned rapper...and we all know how we feel about those...

Disclaimer: As a rapper (or ex-rapper turned blogger) I probably shouldn't be reviewing other rappers work. Too F**kin bad, it's my blog and I run it like Diddy did the marathon. Also, the upcoming review is of a compilation by a producer turned rapper named Ron Kain. Oh God. I should, theoretically, hate him already as I think drug referencing names are corny (other than Showrock Cocaine), compilations are a waste of everyone's time, and rapper/producers just plain suck like Kerran Steffans at a famous ni**a convention. This being said, I now offer my unbiased review. Lol.



Despite being the primary producer for Homeboy Sandman, with a name like Ron Kain, you are setting yourself up for the possibility of being a.) a lyrical legend like Big Daddy Kane, b.) a thugged out failure like Paul Kain (Fabolous's brother) or c.) another non-descript rapper in a sea of forgettable ni**as with ignorant names (i.e. Peedi Crack, Uncle Murder, 40 Cal, etc.)
Luckily for Ron Kain, he manages to avoid all these pitfalls and somehow emerges with the thuggish swagger of Ron Artest mixed with the comedic wit of say....Ron Burgundy. While at first glance, this reference seems crazier than the beat on Ron's first single "Kain", a listen to the album will put all things in perspective.

Let's be honest. This album is not pure Crack...Hell, It's not even cocaine, but what it is, is an excellent producer's attempt at becoming a rapper better than most of these radio-friendly lames. This being said, As much as I wanted to hate on this album, I couldn't, simply because I am a fan of good Hip-hop music. Sure Kain sounds a bit like Peedi Crack mixed with J-Hood and French Montana, but the man has personality and is very likable.

Ironically, excluding the Homeboy Sandman features like "Guerra" with its double time flow similar to B.I.G.'s Notorious Thugs meets an orchestral version of Ave Maria , Kain has two of the dopest tracks on his own album. Can't say that about Swizz beats, Pharrell or Timberland...and unlike Dr. Dre, he writes his raps. The first single track "Kain" has an interesting sample and somehow manages to come out like a hybrid blend of an old school KRS One battle beat and some old Legend of Zelda video game sh*t. Does it get annoying? F**k yea. Is it good? Yep...and catchy as hell. Kudos Kane, you may have your first banger...at least with all the gamers and weedheads playing X-Box. No disrespect. LOL.

Another Kain solo joint, "Last One," showcases the MC over a smooth yet mellow beat, allowing Kain to flex his lyrical pimp game. What I like about this song is that it is SO NEW YORK! Yes Kain is hollering at the ladies (albiet with misogynistic rants) but he is doing it like an east coast cat should, rather than trying to di*kride the swagger of southern trap stars. Now that we have established that Kain is a true school hip hop head I have no qualms in saying that f**k whatever his label is pushing as his first or next single, "What you Thought" is this albums opus. This song is Ron Kain at his best, rhyming with the ferocity of a young (pre Vitamin Water) fifty cent over a beat which knocks just as hard as "I get Money" did a few years back.

In the end, Kain gives a valiant effort yet proves that he is at his best while producing for Homeboy Sandman. While together they achieve the synergy of a Gang Star or Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth, alone, Kain is....well....kinda like C.L. Smooth. LOL. Though he's not the most lyrical of emcees, Kain does not fall into the pitfall of using the same drug references 1,000 different ways (I'm looking at you Clipse) nor does he rhyme about using drug money to make it rain and buy excessive amounts of bling. Kain is a blue collar, working man's rapper...like Rhymefest. No chains, no Jesus Pieces, no edge-up...Lol. No Nonsense.
Kain blends soulful genres with that of hardcore NY Hiphop and does it quite well, be it on tracks with Soliris such as "I was Sorry" or on "Get Light" with Nel Nice and H. Hundreds. He brings it back to what hip hop is supposed to represent...straight up, unabridged braggadocio...and we love him for it. No Homo.



Live, Love, Trying to do reviews without being a complete d**k.


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