11/30/2022 0 Comments All about origaThroughout the 90’s, The Source was rap’s paper of record. The Source existed for try-hard, rap worshipping nerds like me. I’d buy ridiculous pairs of jeans because Nas wore them in an ad. I would add albums to my wish list based on the look of their one page. The awe I would have for these critics who got to listen to and evaluate a Lost Boyz record, still weeks or months away from release. It smelled of the potpourri that was ’90s retail cologne samples. The glossy magazine cover, the weight of it. I recall the excitement getting my issue of The Source in the mail every month. It’s an incredible skill that a dwindling amount of publications pay not enough money for, and is of real value to culture - whatever our culture is even worth anymore at this late date. To listen to something for the first time and accurately prognosticate shape and context, to fully digest the influence, to see the tendrils of influence reaching into the future, to understand history as they’re living it. I have admiration for the actual great remaining critics who can listen to new music and really HEAR it. Please support Passion of the Weiss by subscribing to our Patreon.Ībe Beame reinforces the frails with lyrics that’s real.
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