This year was a big year for music. It seems like we say that every year, and it just so happens that this was the year I decided to re-enter my roots in Hip hop and instrumentals. I took a three year hiatus from the music that used to inspire my walk, my talk and my style because I felt I no longer needed any of it in my life, but as the story goes, you can’t hide from where you come from and all things lead me back to her.
For those of you who bought or downloaded this record, I sympathize. Also, I feel sorry for myself due to the fact that I will never get those 45 mins of my life back, plus I blame everything that ever went wrong this year on this album. West not only showed an angry side to himself, but called himself a
God while doing so. No, that is not permitted! Demented demon is more like it, dude you’re upset, we get it, eat a snickers, bro. Not one song had me moving, and for me that is a plus, move my mind or move the fuck on, but then again, don’t mind me, I don’t have the answers. They say you can’t blame any one for your own discrepancies, but I am going to be the first one to say that I blame Kanye West for everything gone wrong in 2013.
Back in 2008, my soul was searching for a revolution. Turning 30 and getting married were at the top of the list for that year, not to mention the laughter of change sipped on every brim of my drink, and I felt lost and winded until I heard Oddisse’s , Chocolate City Dreaming. I must have played ‘Odd Autumn’ for weeks on end before placing everything in the hands of the universe in hopes that it knew where it was taking me. Little did I know I had fallen victim to the music with the longing and wanting of something that resembled it which later down the road became my resurrection. ‘The Beauty in ALL’ , is a futuristic sound filled with horns, piano and drum beats which are the perfect combination of sun and light in my life, and it placed this album on my top 5 best albums out this year.
Nothing Was The Same
Listen, before you go…(if you haven’t left yet) I get it, the guy is mad soft with his downtempo, and not at all ready to sit with the big boys in the big boy table, but don’t forget you made your way over to my page. That alone will tell you many things, and one of them is that I’m a sucker for make me feel good music or just make me feel period. Drake doesn’t fall short with his soft melodies and a touch of 90’s R&B soul. Yes, he’s far from it but it’s as close as its going to get in 2013. His attention, emotions and those 3am moments of sweet hardcore sex is what keeps us listening to him while making fun of his style. While most of you poke fun about this man’s music, its his music that’s entering the ears of the women you’re sleeping with, so you should be thanking him for it. Although Worst Behavior makes me want to punch someone in the face, the rest of the album has me longing for summer nights, deep conversations under the stars and long drives while reminiscing over yesteryears. But let’s not think about it too much, or this will turn into a post on why I need Drake in my life.
I first came across Ta-ku back in 2011 on myspace (yea, don’t judge me) and I found him while searching for some Dilla beats to throw on my blog for a year end review, but the honors went over to the incredible MC Solar, because I also have a thing for french MC’s. ‘Songs to Break Up To’ is worth a thousand heartbreaks if you ask me (but you didn’t, so I told you anyways). This record is filled with every thing instrumentals, doused with words you aren’t able to conjure while in the mist of taking space and time. Somethings are better left unsaid and when that happens put this record on and mark my words -you won’t regret it.
Ok, there is no Hip hop post on WajimaRose.com without talking about the man I have been in love with since 1998 is there? No, there isn’t and this year that man dropped yet another reason to keep me patiently waiting while he pulls on my heart stings as he ventures off into the world of sports, but I am forever devoted to HOV, unlike his longtime friend Kanye, Jay-z is the only person allowed to be angry on his record in my opinion. Holy Grail had me feeding off of the palm of his hands, and let’s not even discuss Part II (On The Run), but can we please elaborate on the beauty that is Frank Ocean, and how every time he touches a track no matter whose album it is the man makes my ovaries explode. Mr. Carter can do no wrong in my eyes, and I could careless about your opinions because he is forever the nuts to my chin…FuckWithMeYouKnowIGotIt.
There’s just way too much sexy in one album. They said that Hip hop’s dead, then I gather those people have not heard Sunset Blvd yet. Some of the most talented people in the business held the mic on this album, artists like Common who is one of my favorite walking poetry books still around alongside Talib Kweli, J Rocc and Rhettmatic of the World Famous Beat Junkies, with some sweet tasting treats from Dezi Paige (ooh, so sexy) and Botni Applebum. This was definitely a good year for the Yancey family, and it was an even greater finish when they set off on the Welcome To Dillaville Europe Tour 2013 this past fall.
My vibe this New Years Eve Aurora Feat Esta by Elaquent