Hazy992 said:
TLDR; why are people so dismissive of Hip-Hop? It's a legitimate genre of music, and a legitimate art form.
I believe you basically summed it up neatly in your introduction, the proper build-up to above question. Hip-Hop/Rap has changed substantially, and I myself would even go so far as say it has degenerated into something mostly artificial. The old crooners could easily get away with being fronts and fakes, if only the art of the delivery was proper. Rap started out as a gut thing, a ritualized replacement for shooting yourself or others, put very, very bluntly. The rat-tat-tat of the mouth was able to recount real-life horror stories, but it could also help let off steam before any such thing would take place in the reality we share. There was an incredible amount of beauty in Rap up to, say, twenty years ago. The rhymes, the beats, the loops - it was something to write home about, and it was worth getting the vinyl or CD, enjoy the music and ponder on the stories told, even if one was more into, say, heavier metal, singer-songwriting guitarman or classical music by default. It was part of an important and remarkable culture, and it felt that way all the way.
These days, I sense very little art, very little effort. Twenty years ago we could go to a rap concert in full corpsepaint and leather, and we just had a good time. We did crossover, mingling with others and everyone got out of it with an expanded horizon and a smile on the face. Starting in the mid-nineties, rap concerts turned into some perverted sessions of wierd pseudo-ghetto urban warfare, with lots of very real violence, lots of police and fully grown males ogling the shoes of the competition. Concerts suddenly consisted mostly of gangsta catwalk, vandalism and violence, and the actual performance on stage stopped feeling like something worth spending money on. I vividly remember going for an after-concert pizza with MOP, and I frankly just had to stick it to them... listen, boys, whitebread here did enjoy the seven or so tracks you did, but are you really positive that was worth fifty bucks? They nearly choked on pizza, and we had a little argument that basically left me with respect for MOP, but made me lose sympathy for what Hip-Hop had become. I still love my canned culture on vinyl and CD, but the current Rap scene seems hard to make look good.
You mentioned ICP - I am not really in the know what they are up to lately, safe for reports from the front of their annual drugapalooza rough rides for masses. But I tell you this: Their early work was proper Hip-Hop, with enough black-and-white-face humour in it to still make me crack up today. Their lyrics were so very much beyond "out there" it felt like a cartoonish jab at what hip-hop eventually turned into. But ICP still manage to make me laugh today, fiddy and diddy and daddy still make me question the artform, the industry and mankind in general.