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hip.hop :: review Dizzee Rascal :: Boy In Da Corner Matador XL, 2004 by Tom Donnelly |
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Dizzee has, over the course of sixteen songs, created a picture of
his world that is once foreboding, bleak, and entrancing. Its a
grimy, primitive record: he rhymes like a cockney Ol Dirty Bastard,
while most of the beats sound like they were recorded using a Casio keyboard
and an 8-track of ColecoVision sound effects. The overall feel of Boy
is one of rebellious desperation. The songs are Dizees knowing winks
at a society thats marginalized him and his ilk, e.g. Sittin
Here; I think Im getting weak cause my thoughts
are too strong. The Sex Pistols told the world England was dreaming;
Dizzees awake and unhappy. 2 Far further echoes the
Pistols God Save the Queen: Dont tell me
about royalty/ Queen Elizabeth dont know me/
I live street/
And she lives neat. Dizzee Rotten, anyone? Theres more standard hip- hop fare here as well; Fix Up,
Look Sharp is a great appropriation of sampling staple Billy Squires
The Big Beat, perhaps the best since Run DMCs Jam
Master Jammin. Cut em Off contains a brilliant
nod to the late Notorious B.I.G.: Kick off your door/ I aint
got a four- four/ Ill have to settle for a long metal bar.
The Raskit, as he occasionally refers to himself, knows his history. Several press outlets have tried to hype Dizze as a kind of Euro 50 Cent (he has been stabbed multiple times.) His penchant for wearing his heart on his sleeve should dispel that notion quickly. The albums closer, Do It, is a kind of companion piece to The Streets you-can-do-it anthem Stay Positive. Dizzee acknowledges the feelings of hopelessness inherent in an adversarial situation, but stresses the possibilities of escape and doing for oneself. His last words, You can do anything, I swear to you are delivered with such feeling and force one knows he believes. If theres any justice in this world, Dizzee Rascals debut will move him from the corner to center stage.
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