Wednesday, May 11, 2005

I caught some wreck from some smart people a little while ago when I gave Edan's "Fumbling Over Words That Rhyme" a one-star review in Pitchfork. These same smart people recommended the album, so I bought it, and it's pretty good. Edan has a strong and nimble if generally unoriginal flow, and his production has a nice fuzzy cluttery Madvillainy shuffle to it. I never had a problem with him before he went into teacher mode, and I mostly don't have a problem with him now. But I still hate "Fumbling Over Words That Rhyme", mostly because I hate it when musicians talk to me like I'm a goddam child; it's what I never liked about Dead Prez. Nick Sylvester has told me that the track is some sort of alternate rap history that only tracks the people who advanced rap as an artform, but I have no idea what he's talking about; it just sounds like a laundry list of New York rappers with some "class is in session / master this lesson" bullshit attached. I'm all done with school. Thanks. (Also, the Village Voice review of the album says Edan is from Baltimore? I don't know no Edan.)

Here's something that confuses me: every Blade movie gets progressively shittier while its cast gets progressively more famous? I'm not saying that Jessica Biel and Van Wilder guy and Natasha Lyonne and Parker Posey and Triple H are front-row-at-the-Oscars material or anything, but that's enough cameos for three or four episodes of Entourage right there. This group of people couldn't collectively do as well as Stephen Dorff? Blade: Trinity is a total mess of chopped-up incoherent fight scenes and Van Wilder guy snarkily yelling cusswords in a weird Jason Lee impersonation. I love me some Blade movies, but it's time to put that shit to bed.

And speaking of Triple H, why hasn't Game sampled his entrance music yet? Isn't that a no-brainer?