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Dr.Dre- The Chronic (1992): Nine-Deuce Still Does It For Us.

 

 



The antiquity in every Rap fan seems to forever revert back to the Godfather of the 90's scene who needs no introduction (plus the bold headline should suffice, and if you're still clueless shame on you!).

 

Ever wondered what the felicity of mellow beats in juxtoposition with the grit of Gangster Rap would feel like? If not then it is time to sit down, lock the doors, take the battery out of the pager and fill your mind with the ebb and flow of Dr.Dre's 1992 album, "The Chronic".

 

The brief intro will give you a taste of Dre's prowess for laying down melodic beats. From there on in the albulm grabs your attention in a vice grip and demands you become a witness of true street knowledge.

 

There is always the issue with albulms surpassing the 15 track mark that a certain amount of filler will occur, If anything "The Chronic" will leave you begging for more.

 

It has aged exquisitley, infamous songs such as "Fuc Wit Dre", "Let Me Ride" and "Nothin' but a G Thang" still burst from the stereos of passing cars to this day and it is only the justice a street genius like Dre deserves.

 

It was by far the pinnacle of success for the Dre/Snoop Dogg combination and also seen rappers such as Kurrupt (appears in a verse for "Stranded on Death Row") break onto the scene. You will also noticed some of your old skool favourite's pop up ( look out for Nate Dogg sneaking in at the end of "Deez Nuts").

 

Humorous breaks in between tracks seem to stick their tongue out at the long held ideas of Black Youth in the ghetto during the 90's, a rather nice touch that reminds listeners the music is not simply a D.I.Y how to be a G guide, rather a product of eloquence from a genre that came about as a result of the times.

 

What I like about "The Chronic" is that I can listen to an insurmountable level of rap and feel like Im a black man trapped in this Caucasian body, but the minute I play Dre's '92 piece de resistance I am immedaitely reminded of just how pathetically white I am!

 

A dissertation of praise would not do this justice never mind an irrelevant blog page. The full album can be found on youtube and one could do worse than sticking it on repeat throughout the weekend.