DJ Jazzy Jeff & that there Fresh Prince
Wednesday, May 24th, 2006No uploading this week, so here’s a lengthy YSI to tide over.
For a decade or so, I’ve repped Will Smith hard to sneering non-popists of my acquaintance. Yes, his film career is a bit hollow, yes his “solo” records are complete clownshoes, and I never really watched his sitcom, but those early singles were ace! I would urge. He made great pop records about being a kid! They cleverly did what they said on the tin, ie titles like Parents Just Don’t Undersand and Girls Ain’t Nothing But Trouble start as they mean to go on.
All this was based pretty much on four records I heard on the radio in the ’80s*, though. Recently I discovered that a mate actually owned their second and third albums, and borrowed them to EXPLORE THE OEUVRE. This, I can report, is an inessential cultural move - the records are chockers with beat showcases, shout-outs to crew (there is a whole song about their bodyguard and the fact that he gets out of the limo to protect them) and such, while being short on witty extensions of concept. The Prince’s boundless charisma totally carries them, as it does so well for him in Hollywood, but there’s not much to reward repeated listening.
One of the most blatant examples of padding on He’s The DJ, I’m The Rapper (remember, this is the first double album in hip-hop ever - and this was in the mezozoic era before Prince Paul invented the skit) is an excerpt from a live set at some package tour showcase situation. And in a reverse-ironic bloat move, here’s the entire set! Check the crowd-pleasing queerfear, years before Smith moved into films by playing a rentboy:
DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince - Live At Union Square
Buy:
As usual, the only thing in print here is a greatest hits by a Sony imprint designed for cut-outs. You can still get the original album in America though.
*I really loved “Boom! Shake The Room!” too, and probably bought the CD single for 50c years later.
In the mid-’80s, a future KLF art terrorist teamed up with a former Killing Joke bassist, got a bird in to sing, and attempted to take over the pop charts with inoffensive electro-soul waffling. THEY DID NOT SUCCEED, despite being an early production job for the Stock/Aitekn/Waterman team (indeed, Waterman funded PWL from his hefty fee for this work. TRUFAX!), because they were in fact pretty rubbish.
Alright, a bit of follow-up to yesterday’s post. One thing I haven’t heard anything about yer Howling Bells is whether Joel ever gets to sing any leads (or write songs?). Because got a few here and there in Waikiki days, often for the slightly harder-rawking numbers, but they seem to be making a feature now of contrasting Juanita’s sweeter voice with the guitar churn of the current sound.
So bits of the UK press and strands of yer MP3-blogospear’ssister are getting all worked up about this HOT NEW BAND the Howling Bells. Attractive singer! Signed to Cocteau Twins’ label! Swirling! Glowering shadows! Woozy carousel! So-and-so meets thus-and-such!
Have I been street-teamed? I think I like it! Someone posted a comment on