While Dilated Peoples may refer to themselves as
a hip hop group, Expansion Team makes them
much more quantifiable as a freestyle rap group
with hip hop sounds.
For all those who still believe hip-hop can
change minds, Blackalicious are back with the
release of their second full-length effort
Blazing Arrow, an evolution in hip-hop
production and poetics.
Hip-hop's hottest production team, the Neptunes
-- responsible for Mystikal's "Shake Ya Ass," ODB's
"Got Your Money," and Britney Spears' "Slave" --
push the boundaries of conventional hip-hop and
drop a scathing solo bomb on playas and
playa-haters alike.
In a world where soul divas seem to fall
performance-ready from the trees, Martha Redbone
offers up a big voice and the desire to say
something with it.
On Snowflakes, Toni Braxton sets a new
standard for Christmas albums. It is a perfect
blend. Too perfect: the biggest shame is that the
Christmas-bent of the album doesn't lend itself to
every day, year 'round play.
2001 will be remembered as the year of the urban
diva. The 12-month period when, though one of the
most promising was tragically lost, four more
instantly sprang up clamoring for her place.
The Saga Continues is a surprise. Despite
early reviews that have mostly panned this latest
effort from the baddest of the Bad Boys, The
Saga Continues is tight, varied and ample.
If the occasional reviewer seems to loathe
Tyrese, they have to be forgiven. Reviewers, as a
breed, tend to be suspicious of performers in any
arena who seems to have it all goin' on.
Koffee Brown's debut album
is music to seduce by. Sophisticated ghetto with
just enough of a beat to continue to be useful if
the seduction proves successful.
What emerges from Eat
at Whitey's is something fairly undefinable.
Something entirely new. If it must be defined, call
it acid blues: though that label doesn't exist. At
least, it didn't until now.
Shyne -- the artist, not
the album -- has possibilities. His voice is strong
and, when he doesn't sound like he's trying to beat
his anger into a frenzy, Shyne really begins
to work.
The heart of jacksoul is vocalist and songwriter
Haydain Neale. While Neale has a pleasant,
serviceable voice that is used rather well on
Sleepless, it lacks range and --
pardon the pun -- real soul.
LaFace Records' latest entry in the diva wars is
a pretty good one. No adolescent warbling here:
Pink's voice and arrangements are packed with a
maturity that belie both her age and her bright
fuchsia hair.