It is already May and not April but I broke my stupid list into multiple posts and never did the shit because my job has taken a heel turn and decides to suck the life out of my soul, or the soul out of my life, or maybe both. The only thing left is to write my way out of it, both immediately and long-term.
Nonetheless, I do not listen to regular human people radio, but I know this song has apparently made the jump from internet nerd obtusianism into the mainstream. I actually saw a remix featuring Nikki Minaj of this song, though I would imagine multiple rappers wanted to jump on it and her record label jewish overlords were the high bidders. I know nothing about Nikki Minaj except, from her name alone, I assume she's a shitty Lil Kim 2.0 rapper woman (no bitch rappers are ever as tight as Khia... ever), which probably takes the Gyptian original and warps it into some urban contemporary Steve Harvey Show friendly innuendo rap feature. I originally came across this song at the After the End of the World blog, and after the Vybz Kartel co-sign before this one, I was thinking that blog was the greatest filter for dancehall ever. Then I found the Heatwave blog in Dave's sidebar and started hitting that up. Unfortunately, no matter how often a week you check an awesome dancehall blog for the latest hotness, you're only gonna get skullcrushers like this a couple times a year, if even that.
The great thing about this song is nothing about the beat is fucking complicated even slightly. The piano part could've been played by my 2-year-old while she was sick with the pig flu last fall, and the drum beat wasn't anything the simplest of drum machines could've been programmed to bap boom about for four minutes. Yet it all comes together so perfectly original, and Gyptian just fucking tears it up. It actually makes me sad that it's become a mainstream hit, mostly because this shit happens all the time, and the previously obscure Jamaican dude blows up, has rappers wanting him to do a guest spot on their hooks for four months, then fades the fuck back into the tin shack dance clubs of Jamaica proper. There's nothing wrong with that actually, because they make some money and go home, but fuck man, why can't one of these dudes just keep coming with the bangers? Although I did just read that Mavado passed Bob Marley as the highest selling reggae artist on Itunes ever, which, even with it being an online shop and angled that way, was shocking to me. Still, in my dream world that will never exist, songs like this would come out like five a month and there could be a big mixtape of them to pump up while me and the ol' lady rolled around on the living room floor on sheepskins and black-eyed susan petals.
STEAL "Hold Yuh"
NEXT UP: Shit put into my head like brainwashing by Pops!
1 comment:
Yeah this song is my favorite pop song of this year so far. It trumps the Dream, and any American r&b made too, which I do listen to and like. Every remake/remix is lame except two, Lady Saw's which is basically the badgyal version, and the one about weed called "ganja mi hold yuh", which is more a novelty thing.
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