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Stunts Blunts and Desperation

Friday, March 5th, 2010

So here I am blogging via a mobile as it seems this stuff works at long last. One of the things about a blog is finding the time to sit down and type this shit like people used to write letters back in the day. Its old. Mobile technology has now allowed me to update this site whilst waiting for my son to fall asleep at night. So where were we?

Stunts Blunts and Hip Hop is where. Back, twenty years ago Fuck What You Heard came out on Mercury records. Using a lovely John Handy baseline it featured the best producer on the mic Diamond D who is now a seminal figure on the rap atlas thanks to his first album Stunts Blunts and Hip Hop. Now, this being the 90′s all eyes were on CD’s as the future with vinyl having only years to live. Record execs pictured the future was small and silver rather than big and black so as a kick start to this some albums were not released on vinyl with Stunts, Blunts and Hip Hop being one. In the UK I couldn’t even find a CD version and had to settle for owning just the one Diamond D record for the last decade or two.

Last May, whilst in London, I managed to get a copy of Sally and and via Discogs a Best Kept Secret 12″ but the real holy grail is the album. It transpires that a limited ammount were pressed up as promos and it is one of these babies I am fiending for. Ever since I started building my collection up again after my firesale when we left London for HK I have seen half a dozen on Ebay and Discogs over the last year but couldn’t bring myself to part with the money (150 dollars minimum) but since the Bahrain dinar is so strong and my children are young enough not to require school fees I feel now is the time to strike lest I torment myslef for all eternity. I have emailed collectors on Discogs (which makes me feel a little dirty and cheap but needs must) and I’ll await to see what gwarn. Wish me luck or sell me your copy.

Sadat X – Wild Cowboys

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009

Released in 1996 when I was a poor student. Broke as a motherfucker but still with a record player I was living in Manchester and would often trawl through Piccadilly Records in Manchester looking, with flat pockets, in the windows and the racks at records I couldn’t afford. Around this time I saw this from Sadat X who was dropping his first solo work outside of Brand Nubian. Out of all the Brand Nubian members Derek X aka Sadat X was always my least favourite. He was the one that had the annoying voice and I preferred Jamar and Puba but there was always something about his flow that intrigued. Over time I have begun to appreciate his idiosyncrasies and unique style and so I downloaded some of solo albums a while back. Wild Cowboys (for some fucking reason Cowboys were in vogue in mid 90′s hip hop for a short while) is a fucking great album. Bit of a flop on release but surely must be a nomination for cult classic these days. Wild Cowboys is an album in the strictest sense – no real stand out tracks as such and the singles that were released from it – Hang ‘Em High which is some weird Diamond produced Cowboy thing and Showbiz’s Stages and Lights and the party jam Lump Lump – are all fully passable but not hit record material. No, The album tracks are where its at homeslice. Sauce For Birdheads is a jazzy, plinky plonky hip hop masterclass not least of all because it features Shawn Black. Shawn Black who litters this album but is now M.I.A. Seemingly disappeared after this release which is a real shame because he brings a lot to the rap table. Open Bar is a stunning sloooow jam featuring Puba and is indeed smother than a fez on the head of Kojak. This is all good but there are two real stand out moments. Stand out moment number 1: Petty People. This could have come straight from Stunts, Blunts and Hip Hop – Diamond D on the board and Sadat and Shawn Black rip this to shreds. Its so good. THIS should have been a single but they overlooked it for Lump Lump? Crazy ish. Second Stand Out Moment: Escape From New York. Pete Rock delivers a beautiful, soul laden groove whilst Sadat laments how hard life in the Big Apple is (his girl just caught a case). These two make the album an essential purchase alone but then you have the stoned Hashout (this whole album is high as a kite come to think about it) which is very trippy but menacing with it and Shawn Black, again, provides the lyrics ‘pop the block, we bubble like Shampoo’. Been trying to get an US OG copy for a while but saw some chump posting a mint copy on Ebay today for 8 pounds instead of the usual 20+ quid on Discogs. Buy It Now. Done. You have been.