Every so often, it becomes pretty tiring maintaining a rap blog. You get disillusioned by the never-ending slew of ridiculous news about “beef” (y’all need to check BIG’s definition again), who’s signing with what now or the latest single that’s a tepid plate of lukewarm garbage with a rotten cherry on top but is inexplicably topping the charts. Besides that, there’s always a torrent of new releases begging for attention, with both sub-par and excellent material among an ocean of ‘meh,’ but which is all too much to check anyway.
Still, once in a while, when it all gets too much, there are guys that prove there is still life left in this game called rap. It’s easy to get snarky and blast all the bullshit that passes for music, but I have other shit to do besides rant online and I’d rather spend my time, your time and TRU’s space promoting stuff you can actually give a crap about. Which is why, for no real reason besides that over the past two years all new material from this guy has consistently gotten me out of a funk, or at least have given me some kind of bird-flippin’ catharsis while snarling along with him, I’d like to honor Danny Brown. Because he is that dude, and 99% of you poor excuses for a rapper don’t even have the tiniest little piece of chickenshit on him. Here’s five reasons why.
- Danny Brown has voice control. The various vocal inflections and shifts in pitch work miracles on his flow, going from a degenerate chipmunk squeal to a deep-voiced storyteller to whatever it is that fits the song best without losing recognizability.
- Danny Brown has his own style. Seriously, tell me who sounds like this guy. But let me tell you, if you know one there’s more than a good chance he bit his style from the Adderall admiral
- Danny Brown doesn’t take the easy route. Sure, he probably could rip the current beat du jour to shreds if he wanted to, but Danny Brown isn’t interested in what every other rapper and their grandma is rapping on, he’s got his own beats and producers that he likes to work with and they sound nothing like those clones anyway. It helps that he’s on an indie label (Fool’s Gold) with a strong and diverse following that won’t try to force him into any ill-fitting mold.
- Danny Brown doesn’t care how you think he looks. He’s the only rapper that gets equally welcomed by the purist backpack crowd and the hipster fashionistas, scenes with virtually no intersecting parts whatsoever. This isn’t happening because of some smartly A&R-concocted crossover marketing plan, it’s happening because dude could give a flying focaccia about such things. He simply is who he is, no strings attached, and people can’t help but gravitate towards that. That’s what keeping it real is.
- Danny Brown raps his motherloving ass off. It seems so simple, right? But so few rappers do it consistently. Danny Brown always sounds fully invested in whatever he’s rapping about. There’s a fire in his voice, like there wouldn’t be anything in the world he’d rather do at the moment than rap. He’s convinced that every verse matters. It doesn’t hurt that he’s got a knack for idiosyncratic punchlines and dives into every song with reckless abandon either.
So there you have it. Thanks Danny, keep up the good work. Now if only I could figure out what that word is he keeps yelling when his verses start. TUHTT? CHUTT? T’UUUHT?