Hello, boys and girls! You’re really hip and with it with today’s crazy music
scene, right? You know all the latest fashion trends, shop at all the coolest
stores in the mall, and spend your hard-earned allowances on all the hottest
hip-hop and rap CD’s that come out of the big factories! And if you’re the
hippest of the hippest, then you already know about Big Boi from that funky
funky group Outkast and his latest offering with the Purple Ribbon All-Stars
called Got Purp? Vol. 2, no? No?! Well then, let this review be your guide to
this big mutha of a CD.
First thing you must know about making rap-based albums these days is that you
have to thrown in either zany skits or interludes between most every song on the
disc. Got Purp? Vol. 2 does this in spades, with eight of its 20 tracks falling
into this category. Oh, and believe you me, this’ll be the kind of stuff you’ll
be memorizing for later use in your cool lives! No one should be without knowing
such classics as “Kryptolude,” “Purple Ribbon,” “Papa Doc,” “Mayonnaisemouth,”
or “Konkrete,” to name just a few. Heck, if it weren’t for these way-out
interludes, this disc would be shorter and without a lot of its filler! But we
can’t have that, now, can we?
Of course not! Heck, no! Pshaw! You gotta have really tough tracks that will
make the bass cannons in your ’78 Pinto’s trunk shake with fury! And there are
plenty of those to go ‘round here. Lucky you! Try not to turn the volume down
when your ears get a taste of Konkrete’s “Shit Ya Drawers,” or Bubba Sparxxx
wasting your time with the raw talent behind “Claremont Lounge!” Sheeeeit,
boieeee! You’ll be sure to be cracking out a big four-o and dumping it onto the
pavement when you’re shaking the ice on your fingers to such soon-to-be-classics
as Big Boi’s very own “808” and “Body Rock” by the Purple Ribbon All-Stars
themselves!. Don’t keep it on the down-low, though! Hell, no!
For some reason, some honest-to-God groovy tracks slipped into this mix. Guess
what? They sound like nothing else on here! Holy Lord! You mean there are some
actual songs in between all the do-rag wank? Apparently so! For instance, Sleepy
Brown’s “Me, My Baby & My Cadillac” contains a groovy sample of “Maybe Tomorrow”
that makes for some smoove times. Then there’s Janelle Monae spinning out “Time
Will Reveal” that sounds like some updated electro soul from the ‘70s. Monae’s
“Lettin’ Go” is also worth a listen or two, giving the nappy ears a rest from
the same old shiznit on here, dawg.
You must know, bro, that yours truly never got into Outkast and didn’t see what
the hell the B.F.D. was over that whole double-dipped disasta they pimped out
like yesterday’s voodoo. And no one ever seemed to care about Big Boi, anyway.
So here he is, surrounding himself with a posse and some pussy tunes that for
the most part continue along the same dulled-out lines that so many other
hip-hop discs have ridden upon. It ain’t about the guts anymore, kiddies. It’s
about the product, and how much swag you can pimp out of the Hollisters and Hot
Topics. But damn, it brings in the coin, yup yup. Word to your mother.