Dr Dre, 2001 (1999)
I like listening to 2001 as a double-LP, as four sides of vinyl – but of course my introduction to the best thing Dr Dre has done was via CD. The CD version and its instrumental counterpart are now iPod favourites. There’s something about that opening track – a great album starter. And it carries on from there – with the last decent (not-coasting) work by Snoop Dogg and Eminem still sounded like he had something to prove too. It’s a misogynistic mess, lyrically. It’s foul and any knuckle-draggers listening probably got/get the wrong idea. Since, generally, the only ideas in any of these lyrics are very wrong. But it’s also fucking funny. And slick. And it’s the best set of beats by the good doctor. I don’t know how I even got on to this album. I was thinking about that as I sat with my whiskey listening through to the LP; where/how did I first hear this album? I remember buying the CD as soon as it was released. I bought it from that Tower records – the last Tower – in Manners Mall. I didn’t buy a lot from there – but I did get this album. I’m just not sure what prompted me. I mean I was a fan of The Chronic. I guess it was just that. I loved spotting the samples; especially the film-score stuff (good ole John Carpenter). Dr Dre won’t beat this. Mainstream – but still somewhat subversive – hip-hop won’t beat this. It is, from time to time, my favourite album. And again, that opening track, the way it starts: “Things just ain’t the same for gangstas…” I cannot relate to that one bit. But I can rate it. And I do. Highly. (Best use of Eddie Griffin ever).
Sample Track: Big Egos
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