Yesterday, Friday February 24th, it was
revealed in a GQ interview with Andre 3000 that contrary to many rumors, he
is not currently working on a 7th OutKast album, and has no plans on
recording another OutKast record. While
this is not an official “breakup”, with Andre’s many interests and general
apathy towards Rap in recent years, the writing is pretty clearly on the
wall. This event was the impetus for my
following post.
Growing up, I wasn’t much of a Rap fan. I didn’t have anything against it, I just
wasn’t terribly interested in it. I
remember enjoying the occasional Dr. Dre or Snoop Dogg track I would see on MTV
around the Chronic/Doggystyle era, but for some reason I thought that the only
good Rap songs were the ones with videos (cut me some slack, I was between 8-11
years old at the time), so I never really tried to get into the genre. All the way into my freshman year of high
school, my CD collection consisted of Korn, Limp Bizkit, Blink-182, The
Offspring, and whatever other rock groups were popular at the time (cut me some slack, I was a generally stupid youth).
Then in the winter of my freshman year, I was watching MTV,
and a song called “B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad)” by some group named OutKast
popped up on the screen. Over the
course of the next five minutes and four seconds, my mind and all the musical
thoughts therein were simultaneously blown to smithereens and shaped towards my
future love and obession with Hip-hop.
I wasn’t able to process anything that I’d just heard. Were people
really able to rap like that? Was that a guitar solo in the middle there?! Is
that a freaking choir?!?!?! After the
song ended, I immediately hopped on Napster and downloaded the song, as well as
a couple of the more popular ones there, my curiosity sufficiently piqued to
dive in and see what I had been missing.
As I got more and more into hip-hop, and into artists with
much different sounds like Mobb Deep, Nas, and Wu-Tang, OutKast was still the
gold standard. To this day, I still cite ATLiens as the single greatest album
I’ve ever heard. No matter what track I
start with, I am incapable of hitting the skip button until the LP is
completed. Its an incredibly deep album
that rewards repeat listens and really makes you think about big, important
issues. This isn’t just background music
while you write a paper. This is “do
not disturb”, noise-canceling headphone music, music to be savored and given
your full attention to.
For my money, their follow up to ATLiens, Aquemini, is the
SECOND best album I’ve ever heard. Aquemini is the album that really made it
apparent that Outkast was moving far away from anything that bore resemblance
to “traditional” rap music, and ended up opening my mind as well. One of my favorite tracks off that album,
“SpottieOttieDopalicious” is a 7-minute long epic, where the “verses” are just
spoken word stories from Andre and Big Boi.
The beat, which OutKast produced themselves, is a 70’s funk throwback,
with a heavy bass line and gorgeous trumpets.
The album closes with “Chonkyfire” which is disappointing only because
it ends and doesn’t continue on ad infinitum.
The most amazing thing about OutKast is that throughout all
the sound changes and subject matter changes the group has gone through, every
single one of their proper album releases (aka, dismissing the Idlewild
soundtrack) are stone cold, undeniable classics. Southernplayalisticaddilacmuzik, which was recorded when both
Andre and Big Boi were just 18 years old, is still a lyrically impressive
album, and revolutionary for being the first southern rap album to use live
instrumentation instead of using a sample machine. Stankonia broke the group into the mainstream with some of the
biggest hits of their career with “Ms. Jackson” & “So Fresh, So Clean”. Speakerboxxx/The Love Below sold over 11
million copies, and was the first Rap album to ever win the Album of the Year
award at the Grammys. The argument can
be made that Outkast has had the greatest career of any Rap act in the genre’s
history.
All of which makes the news that OutKast is for all intents
and purposes finished hurt that much more.
This was the group that served as the gateway to what has turned out to
be a lifelong obsession, and a defining moment of my youth. While both have and promise to continue to
be active as solo artists, it’s still not the same. Big Boi’s solo debut Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico
Dusty is great, and I eagerly await his 2012 follow up Daddy Fat Sax: Soul Funk
Crusader (btw, how awesome are these names? I think we know who came up with
“Southernplayalisticaddilacmuzik”) but without Andre, Big Boi’s music doesn’t
quite stretch the boundaries of Hip-Hop like Outkast did. And as The Love Below proved, without Big
Boi around to help him keep at least one foot in reality, Andre is liable to record
anything BUT a rap album.
Still, as disappointing as this news is, I’m still
incredibly grateful for all the quality music they’ve released and I’ve had the
pleasure to listen to. If Andre 3000
and Big Boi never come together to release a 7th album, I still have
5 classics and 1 damn good soundtrack to keep me company. 8 hours of the best
music in Hip-Hop history is not a shabby legacy to leave behind.
And because I goddamn feel like it, my 20-song Outkast playlist of the first 4 albums, because otherwise limiting it to 20 tracks would be absolutely impossible.
- Southernplayalisticaddilacmuzik
- Player’s Ball (Original)
- Git up, Git Out
- Hootie Hoo
- Two Dope Boyz (in a Cadillac)
- ATLiens
- Elevators (Me & You)
- Mainstream
- 13th floor/Growing Old
- Aquemini
- Slump
- Da Art of Storytellin’ (Part 1)
- Da Art of Storytellin’ (Part 2)
- SpottieOttieDopalicious
- Chonkyfire
- Gasoline Dreams
- So Fresh, So Clean
- Ms. Jackson
- B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad)
- We Luv Deez Hoez
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