Archive for May, 2007

Illmatic is overrated

Thursday, May 3rd, 2007

young Nas


Anyone worth their salt loves hip hop and, if you love hip hop, you will know how important Illmatic is. I loved Illmatic for so many reasons. Firstly the music was perfection itself, Primo and Pete Rock in their prime plus Large Pro and Q-Tip providing classic beats. Secondly there was Nas. His lyrical content was peerless, futuristic yet humble but with insightful, almost childlike observations housed in a worldly wise shell. Thirdly, no filler tracks, no skits, no bullshit just 9 songs of joyous, golden age hip hop. The whole album could fit on one side of a C45 tape meaning I had the album in on both sides of a cassette and would just play the other side when I got to the end. Most listeners were aware of Nas before he dropped Illmatic, ever since his debut on Main Source’s ‘‘live at the BBQ’’ people were fiending for more. I got the ”Halftime” 12” based upon his one verse on the seminal posse cut and I was waiting for Illmatic to come out after again, this blazing 12’’. The first single from Illmatic was a weird promo only 12” which I got and was very slightly underwhelmed. Then Illmatic was finally dropped and I got my vinyl copy the week of its released plus all the subsequent 12” singles from the album. You could say I was a paid up member of Nas fan club. And, being honest, I wasn’t 100% blown away with the album.



Thursday, May 3rd, 2007

fat bloke in lipstick

Squash is a funny old game. Took it up in Thailand over Christmas and carried on over here in Honkers. On paper it is a ludicrous game and trying to hit a small rubber ball away from your opponent seems ridiculous but then so was Pong. In fact I see squash as a 3D version of Pong but with better graphics and added health benefits. Speaking of which this has to be the most tiring activity you can do. I play an hour at a time and, being as I am not much cop, I spend most of that hour chasing the ball around a room like a blind cat – great for burning the fat and cardio. I had my first lesson after missing a month and was very pleased that I had lost little of my technique. When I say technique I mean I can hit the ball like a girl instead of a stroke victim.