Possibly one of the greatest inventions in the last ten years has been Pandora Radio. There really isn't anything like it still. A free service that provides you with your own personal stations of music you want to listen to. It plays music from the artist you request and then tracks that are similar to that artist's style, allowing you to always discover new music.
I'm one of the avid users of Pandora. If I'm on my computer, I usually have it on. It's been the sole reason for me discovering artists I would never have heard of without it.
Monday was one of those days. With it being finals week here at OU, it stayed on all day as I tried to cram for my Econ 103 final that I had no preparation for. Naturally, I chose A Tribe Called Quest as a station because I knew that it would be low-key and one I could jam to without becoming too distracted from my notes about short-run costs for firms that I don't give a damn about.
With two hours already in hitting the books, something catches my attention. A new song pops up on Pandora, "Don't Sweat the Technique" by Eric B & Rakim. The lyricism in this track is so good, that I actually take a break from studying to listen more closely. Once the song is over, I'm just about to return to studying, when another gem comes on, "Ring Ring Ring" by De La Soul. "'93 Til' Infinity" comes on next by Souls of Mischief, a largely underground west coast hip-hop group of the early 1990's.
Then it hits me, "wow, why can't half the hip-hop/rap we listen to today be anything close to as intelligent and talented as this?"
So with spring break approaching, I'm starting my own personal investigation to why hip-hop has gone from a respected and creative form of music, to one that causes protests and talks only about women, money, and drugs. Is hip-hop dead? Who's responsible for its demise? What has changed in it? Will it ever be resurrected?
These are questions I want to find answers to. Look for future articles coming from me soon. . .


