FOR WHOM THE BELL(S) TOLL: RTB BOSTON CANCELLED: FARAONE ON SUICIDE WATCH: HIP HOP DEAD AS FUCK.
We’ve had many challenges with this show including numerous scheduling conflicts, bad weather and logistical challenges but hope to come back to Boston with Rock The Bells soon.”
– Chang from RTB
Um.. so there is a 10% chance of rain two weeks from now, and well.. you know how Joe Budden doesn’t like to get his rare air max wet, and like.. well I mean, logistically – we’re not really sure if we can accommodate the elaborate hologram machine that creates the giant five dimensional brain that Killah Priest performs his classic “Heavy Mental” album in front of.. and like, Lauryn Hill has her baby cousin’s daughter’s baptism that weekend so you know, we tried to move that backstage, but she’s got a big family and we’re not really sure if they want to brave the traffic.. So, you know. We’re going to have to pull out of Boston. But it’s not you … it’s definitely us. We got love for you, we’re just going through a lot of personal shit right now. Our other shows just got out of the hospital, so you know, I’ve been really stressed out with that. Give me a call sometime, maybe we can get coffee. Also my phone was off.
And with that – The death knell of of hip hop has rang over the sunny shores of Mansfield, MA.
Can’t say I didn’t see this coming.
Here is the thing – people don’t give a fuck about Cypress Hill, Nas, Erykah Badu, Mobb Deep, Roc Marciano.. etc. I mean. People do, but they are my age. Most people my age are like me and I sure as fuck don’t want to stand around a crowd of frail south shore snap back wearing frat rap fans pretending they care about any of the artists on stage. Picture a sea of JKFGTs, drunk, akward, unsure of themselves, blankly nodding whilst playing on their smartphones while a fat fossil performs their last rites in front of a college band that normally draws 30 sorority chicks at the local sports bar in their hood.
Rap is not good live. It’s not. I’ve seen hundreds, maybe thousands of rap shows. I’ve enjoyed maybe – MAYBE 20% of them. Now put that in a stadium setting, it gets worse. There are no theatrics. There are no sets, no production value. It’s usually dude plus hypeman and a DJ. I’ve been seeing the same show for 20 years. Now they have added live instruments – guess what – that made it worse. I don’t want to see Mobb Deep rap in front of an all white hipster band from Williamsburg.
I mean these guys are performing albums from the 90s. Most kids were 3 or 4 years old when this shit dropped. They don’t give a fuck about “Black Sunday”. That is not entertainment for them. People don’t want to pay for that shit. They might go to M.O.P. at the Middle East downstairs and wile the fuck out and mosh and have a good time.. even if they don’t know the songs.. but that doesn’t happen in stadiums. Dudes stand around with their arm around their girl and they tweet for 5 hours.
I don’t know .. maybe they can come back on some blog rap shit next year… Drake, Wiz Khalifa, Kid CuDi, Odd Future, Kreayshawn, Curren$y, Lil B, Mac Miller, Moufy, Chris Webby, Sam Adams, Smoke DZA, Big K.R.I.T. type shit.
Chris Faraone is literally beside himself right now I am sure. Someone please check on him.
Sidebar: Upon showing Chris Faraone the ODB boxset I worked over a year on – he immediately told me that the next box set I put out should be Kabir. KABIR. Dude released one half ass EP in 2001 that barely got local attention and completely disappeared. He said this to me with a straight face. Like, oh hey, High Snob – Okayplayer, you like ODB – wait until you see what I’ve got cooking with virtually unknown trust fund rapper KABIR! FUCKING KABIR!