I'm an optimist, hence the comparison of rap music to rock, as I quite enjoyed '90s rock, from the grimy:



to the...not-so-grimy-&-kinda-wack...



...though not as wack as what happened to jazz. Comparing rap to soul would be difficult, as whether that story had a happy ending or not is largely dependent on where you stand on disco and cupcakin'...so I stick with rock'n'roll.

To my mind, rock's recovery from hair-metal needs to get mirrored by some of the urban music folk..but who'll drop the rap equivalent of Nevermind? Who'll play captain save-a-hip-hop?

...probably not him.

Can't be certain who'll spark it, but with a few good, new, preferably New York (-sounding) producers and a few good, new artists who can pull off the miracle of being original and commercially successful (so the sheep bite rappers I actually like)...



...we'll be back like cooked crack...or the Smashing Pumpkins.

To conclude, I've failed to come up with any concrete solutions to the fight against lyrical wack juice, and to quote Kurt Cobain:

"We have no right to express an opinion until we know all of the answers."

However, it's been a lovely exercise in (cerebrally) interfering with myself and made me feel quite perky.

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