A Blueprint for Retread

There comes a time for most artists when they finally scrape the bottom of the creative barrel clean. At that point, they can call it a career and rest on the laurels of their accomplishments. Or they can regurgitate their once innovative ideas or style, diluting the formula a bit more each subsequent go-around.

Jay-Z, arguably the most gifted rapper of the modern era, if not the most prominent, has chosen the second option. When Jay allegedly concluded his career with the 2003 Black Album, he left a track record and discography that backed his claims to title of “best rapper alive.”

His 2006 return to the studio gave us Kingdom Come and questions as to why Jay was tarnishing his legacy with such a lethargic, uninspired effort. The 2007 concept album based on the Denzel Washington film American Gangster produced a more fluid and focused Jay-Z.
With The Blueprint 3, the final installment of the Blueprint trilogy, Jay reverts to Kingdom Come form.

The album’s lead single “D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune)” teased an album determined to separate itself from the mediocrity that makes up most of today’s mainstream rap scene. Intended to criticize the gimmicky nature of today’s rap music, Jay sounds like an old guard of rap who refuses to stand pat as others make a mockery of the genre he loves.

He comes out slinging lines such as, “I know we facin’ a recession, but the music ya’ll makin’ gonna make it the Great Depression.”

Unfortunately, most of Blueprint 3 fails to build on this concept in a manner that doesn’t make Jay look like the cantankerous old man demanding that these damn kids stay off his lawn.
When Jay-Z isn’t awkwardly reminding us of his greatness, he’s incorporating elements that contradict the principles of “D.O.A.”

Arrogance is a necessity in most hip-hop and Jay has built a career by masterfully conveying his strong points. This cleverness is mostly absent on Blueprint 3, as Jay resorts to lazy tactics such filling space by reciting each year since his 1996 debut. Jay chides the overuse of the auto-tune voice distorter, but complicates the stance by with an appearance by flavor-of-the-month rapper Drake and his usage of Rihanna in a role she’s done dozens of times elsewhere.

Jay-Z long ago cemented his legacy with his contributions to hip-hop. As difficult as it probably is for him to view those contributions in a past tense, it’s time for Jay to consider the ramifications of bogging down that legacy with lackluster outputs such as Blueprint 3.

Baggin' Crack, Slangin' Classics

Sequels to a classic rarely yield favorable results. The finished product either falls short of the original or is exposed as a shortcut to rake in easy cash.

Fourteen years after the release of Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Wu-Tang Clan member Raekwon shows it’s possible to produce a sequel on the level of its predecessor with Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…Pt II.

The album comes nearly four years after talks of the project first surfaced, putting to rest speculation that the album was more of fallacy than reality.

To understand the expectations Pt. II faced, one must grasp the impact of the original.

Arguably one of the defining hip-hop albums of the 1990s, Only Built ignited the Mafioso-themed rap movement. The first-person point of view that characterized the majority of rap gave way to grandiose narratives told through a cast of alter-egos.

Pt. II maintains this formula and thrives on a cohesion rarely seen with most hip-hop albums today. That this is accomplished in spite of a 22-track listing shows the precision in which Raekwon crafted the album.

Despite contributions from more than 10 producers, Pt. II retains a uniformed sound that only accentuates the cinematic-like experience a full listen provides.

Strategically placed samples from films, Wu-Tang albums, and vintage soul songs recreate the brooding soundscape Wu-Tang leader RZA popularized during the 1990s.

The album reunites the Raekwon-Ghostface Killah tandem that helped bump Only Built to classic status. Though 14 years older, neither rapper misses a step, from either a lyrical or delivery perspective.

Neither money nor notoriety has removed their desire to provide gritty tales about the environment of their youth.

On “Cold World,” Ghostface examines the depths man can sink to from economic and social struggles. “Me and son had beef, I had to murk him. We supposed to be brothers / Cause he came home fronting, feeling like that I owe him something,” he recalls.

Most of Pt. II seems to embrace the lifestyle the protagonist of Only Built was trying to escape. The narratives prevent glorification through attention to the underbelly of this lifestyle.

Whereas most hip-hop albums now feel like a mish-mash of ready-made singles and filler, Pt. II embraces the classic concept album. Frequent radio play and Top 10 singles aren’t on Raekwon’s agenda and Pt. II is stronger for it.

Rubber Spiders with Broken English

Now that most of my friends have real people jobs, I find myself looking for ways to fill my time. The typical person will usually remedy this by getting a pet or volunteering for something. But I hate cats and I don't plan to volunteer for anything until it's court ordered. So that means I'm dusting off the ol' DVD shelf (not literally, of course, I'm too lazy) and watching some of the reasons why I rarely had sufficient funds in my checking account.

Anyway, I watched the original Dracula a couple weeks back. I've seen it probably four or five times but I always seem to forget just how... dull it is outside of a couple things.

No one cares what I think about this, but I'm going to list off my reasoning in an effort to retard my impending illiteracy:

The Good

- Bela Lugosi: Chances are this is a pretty forgotten flick if not for our broken-English-speaking pal Bela. When anyone thinks of the Dracula character now, they think of Lugosi's Dracula: suave, thick accent, charming. They certainly aren't thinking of Bram Stoker's Dracula, who was a decrepit old man with less luck with the ladies than myself.

Lugosi wasn't much of an actor, but his own shortcomings with the English language and the subsequent halting delivery of his lines actually enhanced the Dracula character. The movie's at least interesting whenever he's on screen.

- Dwight Frye: The dude who plays Renfield, the real estate agent who makes the fateful journey to Dracula's castle at the outset of the movie. Most of the actors in the film have the personality of the chair I'm sitting on right now, but Frye's range from the polite gentleman at the start of Dracula to the slithering, deranged mideon of Dracula is remarkable. He almost gets you thinking maybe it isn't so bad to eat spiders.


The Not So Good

- Everyone Else: Like I said, I've seen this movie four or five times. Other than the aforementioned actors along with the character of Van Helsing, I couldn't properly ID anyone else in the movie if you put a gun to my head. Part of this blame probably can go to the static stage direction (read: almost no direction).

- The Direction: Tod Browning made his mark in silent film by churning out flick after flick about social outcasts. And he did a damn find job of it, too. But the guy was clearly out of his element with sound pictures. There is no soundtrack for the movie and with the sparse dialogue you would expect from a director still stuck in the silent film mindset, there are dozens of moments with nothing but static. This will occasionally work in the favor of the film, as it creates a tense atmosphere. But elsewhere, it becomes a source of hazy focus.

Innnnn Conclusion

I surely didn't set out to write hundreds of words about this, but I had to voice my surprise that this is only a key movie because of what it meant for the genre and popular culture, not because of its own isolated greatness.

I still wouldn't mind being a Count, though. Count Alex. Yes, yes. I like the sound of that very much. Maybe I'll go look into purchasing some crumbling castle.