Stamford, CT--
Happy Fathers Day to all my unknown, illegitimate children.
Today I'm sampling the wildly inconsistent Oakland antics of Andre Nickatina. Andre is a convicted felon and drug trafficker (shock!). He keeps it realer than most. Apparently, keeping it real means that your production is generally substandard and the quality of your recordings follows suit. Keeping it real also means that you're depraved enough to have actually perpetrated some of the outlandish tomfoolery you rap about.
Whoa. Regardless of my assessment of the majority of Mr. Nickatina's music, two songs stand out. To say that both involve cocaine would be a gross understatement. As a non-coke-fiend, I'm intrigued by his visceral and nightmarish depiction of dealing. I'm also amused by his matter-of-fact revelry in both the lifestyle and the occupation.
Oddly enough, the main attraction of these tunes is the production. Ayo is catchy, addictive, and fast paced. Fears of a Coke Lord is downright beautiful. My gal even thought so...until she began to listen to the lyrics.
Ayo for Yayo.mp3
Fears of a Coke Lord.mp3
Anyway, hope you've called your father. Stay off the snow.
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