I want to be honest
about something: me and Nas have been having a love/hate sort of relationship,
musically speaking. There have been times where I haven't agreed with his
choices. Still this is on a musical tip. I have no real concerns with his
marriage to Kelis, tattoos of her on his arm, and the divorce. It's none of my
business really, despite the media's insistence that it is.
All that's ever
concerned me with Mr. Jones has been the music. There is no need to reference
any of his iconic previous albums or his beef with another New York based MC
because your mind has probably covered it already.
Your mind
probably also jumps to that fiasco with calling his ninth album a racial slur.
I guess it's OK for Black people to reference each other thusly in hopes to
desensitize generations of hate but not for a form of expression. I bet the
politically correct are reading this and having a fit, both Black and White.
Still...
After that he
went with Distant Relatives, a collaborative effort with Damien
Marley, and after a few weeks, it was exactly that-distant.
"As We Enter", the lead track, entered (and exited) rather
quickly with an occasional peek back inside.
I was frustrated
with such a prolific voice in the hip-hop community for not giving me something
more to cut my teeth on. It was one of those moments where I wondered if I
would get anything worthwhile form him anytime soon. Disappointment washed over
me and I focused my attention elsewhere.
I let things
enter my ears and bewitch me. Along the way I heard about Nas' divorce and a
new album. I got hopeful.
The title of
Nas' latest album was of a clever, tongue-in-cheek irony that I appreciated.
The title? Life Is Good. The album art contributes to that with
Nas seated in a chair with the wedding dress of his ex-wife across his lap and
an unreadable expression across his face. For a second I expected sappy songs
about heartbreak but I was pleased to see his brilliance in full display.
As is my custom
I listened through the album and allow certain songs to speak to me. And, as
always, some did.
The first was
"Accident Murderers". What drew me to it was the feel of old
school gospel in the first few seconds of the track, organ playing and all. The
story is a relatable one: an accidental murder from a stray bullet. He tells it
eloquently and Rick Ross comes in and picks up the story almost effortlessly.
When you listen to it you feel as if you should be saying "Amen..."
at one point here. Moreover, there should be a choir behind him whenever he
performs this.
I stumbled upon
"World's An Addiction" next. The tittle struck me as a truth
that I'd rarely thought of. Life is an addiction. A lot like an addiction, life
hurts and kills. And in the same way we sell ourselves for it. Anthony Hamilton
conveys every ounce of this misery, this pain in his delivery. Nas comes in and
reinforces the melodious miseries that Hamilton first presented. Ironically
enough, I was addicted to this song since I first heard it. Still hooked.
"You
Wouldn't Understand" is my second favorite. To me this is open to
interpretation. I thought of it as a simple thing: unless you've been through
it, you will never truly understand it. Another great hook here, this time from
the melodic Victoria Monet. She gives that lesson with a beautiful voice and an
equally beautiful delivery.
My favorite?
"Stay".
It's a piano and horn heavy track that almost inspired a film noir feel. The
concept is simple here: staying in two situations. In the first verse situation
a famous man falls in with a gold digger, threatening to ruin his happy home
and put himself in a negative light in the public eye because of great sex. He
stays. Our second verse is a situation where two enemies stay enemies because
one cannot live without the emnity of their hatred for each other. This is deep
and I love it because of that.
Nas murdered it
here. (Not by accident, though.) I hope more of this comes soon. That will make
life great...
written by
Lucius Black for Royalty Magazine
Lucius Black for Royalty Magazine
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