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Album
Review
Little Brother - GetBack My Favorite Rap Group, Officially. by: Malik Sinsear, for Entertainment
And I’ll be the first to tell you that I had bigger doubts than that skinny fitness bitch looking at those lard asses on The Biggest Loser, but Little Brother has proven to me that they can make a great album without 9th Wonder’s formulaic, yet hypnotic beats (Well, he’s on one track, but let’s not lose focus). Fresh off their Atlantic assisted-unassisted flop of a non commercial album, The Minstrel Show, I feared for the worst and got ready for the most refreshing rap group since the niggas that penned Blue Cheese to break out them bottles of Ace of Spades, their 6 series’ and freshly rolled Cohibas, on their new album, GetBack. But, thank God, Phonte and Big Pooh decided to stick to their guns and make another album about shit regular people go through, like hating your job, wack ass family and friends, and the always challenging decision of whether to put some money on that Mastercard or buy them new vintage Antik’s. The album begins with a spotty explanation of what’s happened to the once trio, now duo, from Durham on Sirens featuring Carlitta Durand. It’s later given a more in depth go, it seems, on That Ain’t Love featuring Jozeemo and Can’t Win For Losing, where Pooh tries to make us understand what he didn’t when Tribe, EPMD and Organized Konfusion broke up. GetBack is a bit skit heavy, but none, except the computer hacking-chicken head break is annoying. In fact, the one prior to Two Step Blues featuring Darien Brockington, where Phonte’s pops tells him he has to “get home and wash that butt,” before he can roll with him, has made me laugh without fail each and every time I’ve heard it. On the CD’s most entertaining track, Durand pops back up on the sequel to one of LB’s more popular mixtape tracks, Life of the Party with After The Party. Phonte’s conscience guides him on a number of failed attempts to get some post club ass, until he finally realizes the L is imminent and he makes a b-line to the nearest grub spot to wash his tank down with a banana pudding shake. 9th does make a production cameo with everyone’s favorite rap cameo guy, Lil’ Wayne on Breakin My Heart. As usual, Wayne makes little sense, but nonetheless has you chuckling and bobbing you head with that seemingly mind controlling flow of his. ‘Te steals the show though, with an adultery justifying verse that rivals his classic on Minstrel’s, Slow It Down. Aftermath and Hi Tek’s best kept secret, Dion, known from his haunting chorus on Game’s Runnin’, shows up with his sensei on the mellowed out Step It Up, where Phonte details how Applebees just fails to make the cut with particular women at a certain point in life. Why, I haven’t the slightest idea. I mean, doesn’t my man Tyler Florence co-sign ABs now? The female that says Florence’s cooking isn’t good enough for her is the female that better be prepared to pay for her own damn meal at whatever overpriced seafood house her loser girlfriend told her she deserves to eat at. But, I digress… Little Brother has once again, given an honest view of the world they live in and whether you deem them whiners or truth spitters, you have to admire a dude like Pooh for using his stage time to admit that the lady at Sears took him straight to the husky section and he still got fly. Don’t get me wrong, I love my swagger, coke and fantasy rap too, but there’s something amusing as well as relatable about hearing someone revisit inviting a girl over and asking her if she wants a massage in hopes of popping it off. That’s reality rap to me.
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