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By David “The Mast” Masters

People say that competition isn’t about the winning, it’s about the taking part. As admirable a sentiment as that is, and as true as it may be in some cases, it doesn’t always apply. You win something because, usually, you were the best person competing, and you miss out on winning because you weren’t good enough to take the prized spot.

Every competitive sport is like this. Winning counts. Winning MATTERS.

I’ve always said battle rapping qualifies as a sport, because it does, and anyone who says it doesn’t is wrong. Sure, they aren’t athletes, so maybe it’s not a TRUE sport, but it is a competitive medium. Throughout the 90s and into 2000s, battles evolved from just being on stage and playfully mocking the opponent with verse,  or rocking a crowd (Busy Bee Vs Kool Moe Dee, for example), and became something else entirely. The plight of the MC was vastly stepped up as the craft of MCing became a talent all its own.

In 1996, Nick Accurso and Jason Brunson founded Scribble Jam, America’ largest hip hop festival. It featured everything from live music, breakdancing, DJ sets and MC battles.  It went from strength-to-strength, as everything in the battling scene seems to, and all of a sudden Scribble Jam had traded parking lots for known venues packed out with as many as 20,000 plus fans.

What IS Scribble Jam and why were the battles so important though?

Scribble Jam was survival of the fittest. Scribble Jam was an all-freestyle tournament where you would battle many MCs per day, with zero preparation, on beat. Everything had to be recited off-the-top, or at the very least recited from memory. Rebuttals were the currency during these times. They hit hard enough in written battle leagues of today, but back then, rebuttals were truly a ten to a penny. Anyone who won Scribble Jam almost inarguably deserved it, off the back of the sheer skill it takes to battle that way. When you saw Eyedea, Adeem, The Saurus (Twice), Illmaculate or Nocando crowned as king, you KNOW they won for a reason. You know they had the right to stand up and say, “I do this. This is my area. Get at me.”

Then came the W.R.C. (World Rap Championships), courtesy of Jump-Off. The W.R.C. was a monumental worldwide 2-on-2 tournament that yielded reward of $40,000 each for the winners. The Saurus/Illmaculate, again, won this twice with an unprecedented and, some say, unmatched display of freestyle and written lyricism on top of an ability to cater to each opponent. You won because you were the best. All of the league owners you see, for the most part, plied their craft in the W.R.C. tournaments. Eurgh of Don’t Flop, Organik of King of the Dot? They both started as freestyle MCs, and truly amazing ones at that.

These leagues eventually folded and/or went bankrupt, leaving a hole that sorely needed to be filled.

Like a phoenix from the ashes, we finally received organisations like The Elements League (Canada) and Grind Time (America). These were written battle leagues in which you are told of your opponent and given time to write bars before the event your battle is held out. This added an ENTIRELY new dynamic to the artform. Lyricism became harder hitting and way more relevant due to the ability of being able to write specifically for an opponent. Freestyle rebuttals became more noticeable and effective, too. Especially due to the fact that certain written MCs couldn’t, and still cannot, rebuttal.

It takes a grand amount of skill, bravery and talent to be good and come out a winner, but with promo (No win/loss) battles becoming more popular, crowning true winners seems to be a legitimately dying concept. Can any of these modern day battlers claim greatness over ALL time, or just their era? King of the Dot hosts a Grand Prix in which the winner gets a title shot, and that is written, too. It is a great competition and provides a much needed injection of MCs taking their bars seriously.

Just how much are we missing Scribble or the W.R.C., though? Much is said of The Saurus and Illmac’s legacies (I think Illmac is the best ever due to his top tier domination of both eras), and deservedly so, but would they still be bringing home championships today? Maybe they would be twelve time W.R.C. champs. Maybe Saurus would never win another Scribble, or win four more. Who can say? Nobody, and I do think that is the problem.

If I ever won the lotto, I would put up 10 grand and invite MCs to come perform in a Scribble type tournament. Not only would it force people to really measure their skills in an environment where winning matters, but it would open this generation to an entirely different aspect of battling.

I prefer written to freestyled battles; the content is cleaner and the material is generally much better. The only reason it’s so good now is because of what came before, though.

With that said, The Saurus vs. Justice from Scribble Jam 2006 is the absolute pinnacle of freestyle battles.


“Your name’s The Saurus, but your face is more like the asteroid that killed you.”
“This is America, bitch. Here, Justice is served.”

Amazing. Just amazing.

I don’t know how close we are to ever having something like this again, or ever, but I feel that today’s MCs are missing the chance to hone their craft in an area of battling that matters SO much…but seems to be dying out. I feel that any MC who hasn’t earned their stripes in those kinds of battles will never be a complete battler.

Bring back the freestyle tournament. To those of you who MC in written leagues, I beg you to step your freestyle games up. You’ll win a lot more battles. Trust me.

Can you imagine a Scribble Jam or a W.R.C. with the likes of Nils in it? Tenchoo/Lego as a W.R.C. team? These are the things we’re missing, and I think that is damned tragic.

@TheMastTweets


By David “The Mast” Masters

“They only say hip hop is dead ‘cause the dope shit is underground.”
- Joe Budden, D.O.A. Freeverse.

Music has been with me my whole life. I don’t believe illegal downloading is okay and every piece of music I own is bought/paid for. My CD collection has everything from thrash metal like Slayer to Prince. From mellow and jazzy folk artists like Norah Jones, to Norweigan black metal pioneers such as Emperor. If you’re into more electronic sounds, I have everything from Depeche Mode to Burial, from Brian Eno to Kraftwerk. If I like it, I’ll buy it. Good music is good music, to me. Today, I’m here to discuss hip-hop.

My first dalliance with the genre of hip-hop was ‘Prophets of Rage’ by Public Enemy. I was too young to appreciate bars, but something about the aural flow and linguistic punch of Chuck D. managed to hit my inner ear. It felt like swearing in French. If you don’t know what I mean, watch The Matrix Revolutions (it’s shit, but for reference).  After rattling off a barrage of foul language spoken in French, The Merovingian so eloquently states that swearing in said language is “like wiping (your) ass with silk. I love it.”

It was kind of like that. Hearing, “With vice, I hold the mic device. With force, I give it away, of course.” immediately struck me. As I grew older, I gained more and more of my hip-hop sensibilities, morality and code of ethics from that one line. “With vice, I hold the mic device.” Chuck was saying that he grabs the mic, his tool of artistry, with authority and an air of confidence. “With force, I give it away, of course.” Here, he is suggesting (from what I interpret), that if he’s gonna give the mic to you, be prepared to rule it or don’t bother. My point is that I like my MCs to rap well. I don’t particularly care if you have mediocre lyrics so long as the music is pleasing to me. Lyrics, in all music, are nothing more than a good bonus at best. I buy music for the sound. MCing, though, is an art within the music. It is a skill. One does not need to be able to perform linguistic somersaults, à la Canibus, to be a great hip-hop musician. In fact, the best albums are often ones with a heavy balance.

To elucidate: 2pac was never a top seed if we’re discussing lyrics. Ed Lover said that, word for word, when talking to Joe Budden. “I live the era, I knew Pac personally. He is not a top seed if we’re talking about lyrics, which is what BEST RAPPER should mean.” Yet, I would much rather listen to ‘California Love’ than a lot of what Canibus has produced. To judge hip-hop artists is not to judge them as MCs and vice versa.

Where am I going with this? Well, I want to talk about underground hip-hop vs. mainstream hip-hop. To get right into it, and continue from the previous thread, lyrics are typically a huge point of division between the mainstream and the underground. Though the mainstream has always been in the vein of more popular material, thus the more accessible, it did allow for incredibly talented lyricists to ply their craft as hip-hop artists. Nowadays, I do not believe that is so. I’d like to weigh up the changes, why things have changed, and whether I think they are changes for the betterment or decline of hip-hop.

Rewind to the 90s. Everyone will tell you that everything was so much better. Granted, the 90s probably do rack up as the greatest musical years of all time. Not due to nostalgia, but due to the sheer amount of stylistic movements across all genres. You had the grunge movement out of Seattle, the alternative rock movement out of L.A. and the West Coast, and you had the whole new wave of hip-hop artists. This, I believe, is where the current mainstream differs. Allow me to explain…

When Redman, Method Man, Wu-Tang Clan and their ilk came forth, people DID shun them. They dressed differently, they rapped about different things, and they were generally looked upon with the same view many people use today! “Ack! These new guys have no respect!” However, analysing the classic 90s hip-hop albums reveals to us the difference between now and then. Muddy Waters, those first two Wu albums and the affiliated solo efforts, ‘Ready to Die’, ‘The 18th Letter’, ‘Uptown Saturday Night’, ‘Lifestyles ov the Poor and Dangerous’ etc. These albums, if not made by vets, had clear musical links to what came before. Even if they sounded entirely new, they either had musical or influential links to what had proven to be pioneering, quality hip-hop.

Who can analyse a Young Money (you knew it was coming, shut up) track and say that? We’ve gone from musical evolution, to musical creationism. People are looking at all rappers as hip-hop artists, and that isn’t the case. I refuse to label Drake as a hip-hop artist. That isn’t me being afraid of new things, it’s him not being hip-hop. He raps. That’s it. He is no more a hip-hop artist for rapping as Adele is a punk rock vocalist because she too is a singer.

The continuity of history is gone, I feel. Let me clarify, though, that I do not feel everyone HAS to listen to, or like, Rakim or any of those older guys. I just think people should know where things came from, and what music was like at different points in time. Today, the mainstream of hip-hop is all about collaborating with whoever will help you get that money, and if you disagree…you’re a hater. It’s focused on “swag”, a word of which the usage should be punishable with death, and things of that nature. Things HAVE shifted, and I don’t necessarily believe it’s for the better. Taste is subjective, but I find it hard to believe that anyone can watch the last episode of Yo! MTV Raps and not feel depressed. I watched it when it aired, and it saddened me then. Seeing Rakim, K.R.S., Serch, Extra P., Special Ed, Red, Meth, Chubb Rock and many others getting it in to the instrumental Pete Rock remix of Real Hip-Hop by Das Efx is something I will never, ever forget.

They all looked like bums, but did it matter? No. What mattered was their ability. When you ask Drake to recite a verse, or drop a freestyle, he can barely manage three of four bars without pausing for a while. MCs these days have not developed to appreciate the craft of MCing in and of itself, for the most part. The closest thing we have is the B.E.T. Cypher, and that’s nowhere near the same.

“They’re doing alright! They’re getting all that money!”, I hear you say. True. That is a benefit of being a mainstream hip-hop musician. But at what cost? I am no Drake fan, but even evaluating his earlier work shows a magnificent difference between the Drake who did ‘Good Riddance’ and the Drake who does thinks like ‘Over’ or ‘Fall for Your Type’. Compromise is key, more so than ever. A mainstream hip-hop artist is not going to get away with putting a single out with no chorus or hook on it, for example. You would never see a posse cut, A TRUE posse cut, make the grade now. The ‘Flava in Ya Ear’ remix (if you haven’t heard it, then yes, I judge you) would never get the notoriety today that it did when it came out.

Joe Budden most famously put out ‘Pump It Up’ on Def Jam, as well as Focus (which, I believe, he did for DJ Clue and it blew up unexpectedly). They smashed into clubs and everyone bumped it. Then the album dropped and people were horrified to hear self-referential, reflective tracks such as ‘Walk with Me’; a masterfully executed meditation on how fame and fortune can change you and/or everyone around you. They didn’t want that, and so Joe was eventually forced off Def Jam and retreated into the underground. The money wasn’t as good, the exposure was non-existent, but he had 100% control over EVERYTHING he did. The result? Go listen to any of his four Mood Muzik mixtapes. The third installment, specifically, is absolute brilliance. He has lamented his time in the mainstream, even going so far as to say, “I pick anonymity over being famous.” “I’m not worried ‘bout the limelight, ‘cause that’ll manifest when the time’s right.”

Now, we see Joe and his four-headed monster group, Slaughterhouse, signed to Shady Records. When I heard ‘Loud Noises’, I internally screamed like Homer Simpson in Candyland at the prospect of no-chorus barfests coming back into the mainstream. Then I heard ‘My Life’ most recently and began to fear for the group that I truly believed would be saviours. That’s what happens, though. When sales security isn’t a guaranteed shout, do you push on or take the easy way out? Many mainstream MCs have done this, and it’s a regular pitfall. If you listen to Ludacris (yes, the guy who did ‘Baby’ with Justin Bieber) on ‘Incognegro’ or ‘Back for the First Time’, you will be blown away. He was the Southern Redman, at one point. His second album, ‘Word of Mouf’, showed some mainstream sensibilities (who DOESN’T love ‘Area Codes’ and ‘Rollout’?), but it had that Luda-essence. Then, things went wrong.

Most famously, though most often disagreed with, I have to shine the light on Eminem. ‘The Slim Shady L.P.’, to me, is arguably the greatest complete work in hip-hop history. It has great music, side-splitting comedic lyricism/ad-libs and some genuine, thought-provoking material. Lyrically, he not only smashed the ball out of the park on a technical level (‘I Still Don’t’, ‘Just Don’t Give a Fuck’ and ‘Brain Damage’), but he told amazing stories with his words (‘Rock Bottom’ and ‘If I Had’. Fast forward to the time when he realised he could get a lot more money and fame if he did give a fuck, and he’s doing Stan (one of the most overrated “deep” tracks ever. Do not EVER call that song deep, to me, ‘Without Me’, ‘Ass like That’ and the deplorable bandwagonry of ‘Mosh. People call it stylistic evolution, I call it selling the fuck out, to be marginally less eloquent.

There just seems to be a great amount of rappers, but no hip-hop. That is the issue, nowadays. I refuse to believe it’s nostalgia, because it isn’t. I have an analytical, justifiable beef with the way things have gone, and I refuse to support or affiliate myself with the hip-hop mainstream until it sorts itself out. MCs aren’t willing to grind hard in favour of owning everything they do, and doing everything they want. Granted, Drake may want to do what he’s doing now, but I have such unwavering suspicion when I see such a massive stylistic leap in someone’s back catalogue. How can ANYONE see Snoop Dogg doing tracks with Katy Perry and not give a big, loud, Nate Dogg-style “HOLD UP”? There was a time when Triumph by Wu-Tang Clan was a worthy, chartable single. Now, the closest thing we have to a posse cut is ‘Forever’ or ‘Bed Rock’. That’s not ok, and I’m not ok with it.

Make NO mistake, for I am not anti-mainstream. I am anti-what’s mainstream now, and I think that’s perfectly understandable. In 2012, where record labels, though powerful, are becoming less and less relevant, I believe artists should start taking back demand. Artists seem to be in a rush to give something to the labels that can be sold, or remixed. Instead, make the labels want YOU and you will retain the power. Labels need artists. Artists do not need labels. Record labels exist because of musicians, and it will NEVER be the other way around. Demand more, push for more, and make THEM change. There’s room for Young Money, J. Cole and all these mainstream guys, but they are out there, like it or not, representing hip-hop because they rap. All while Elzhi is probably never going to see the exposure they have.

I know we’re in a recession, and I know we’re in a steal-before-you-buy (if you even buy) culture, but please…if you claim to be a fan of hip hop…BUY something independent. Go support Flight Distance or 24/7. Rhyme Asylum or Jehst. Iron Solomon or Illmaculate. Soul Khan or Atmosphere. Just take a gamble on something less than famed and you more than likely will wish you’d done it sooner. I don’t wish to use this phrase, but the true essence of hip-hop (yes, such a thing exists) IS dying and it will continue dying until all that’s left is rapping over an R&B instrumental. That is, unless, people start pushing.

Chuck D. held what he loved with vice, and gave it away to these newer generations with force. I feel like he is being let down. Let’s change that, as fans.

@TheMastTweets

Punning Clan member Benny Diction, who is also the co-host of London’s premier hip-hop night Fat Gold Chain, is a tireless promoter of an underground scene lurking in the deepst depths of the UK rap undergrowth. His latest album, released earlier this year, is a varied résumé of tracks recorded and compiled over the last few years. Shot through with a myriad of distinctive musical and linguistic elements, the album is a million miles away from both the low-brow machismo and the faddy pop-rap sentiments that have become the scourge of the hip-hop scene.

Each track on ‘Hard Graft’ is essentially a showcase of Benny’s own unique musical personality, and he’s the sort of artist who praises originality over the traditional hustler mentality and does his best to avoid the stale trappings of ephemeral trends. Indeed, the album is a refreshingly easy-going affair which gently bobs and weaves between relatable themes such as women, the human condition, life in the Capital and the day-to-day struggles that go with it. The slightly kooky, indie-rap aesthetic may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but I think most listeners who come across it will welcome the softer, varicoloured image.

Benny himself shares a vaguely similar stylistic slant to that of indie UK rap contemporaries Mowgli and The Ruby Kid, particularly in his reverence for evocative and well crafted lyricism, as well as in his refusal to conform to preconceived notions of what constitutes ‘real hip-hop’. His complex, but laid-back sound runs counter to mainstream influences and boldly displays his unique penchant for philosophising about the ordinary. He transmits an honest and raw essence which speaks to the tangible maturity of his sound.

Stylistically, Benny D achieves a wonderful balance of old and new school, and sums himself up perfectly in his lyrics as a “purist on a progressive tip“. Indeed, his new album plays like a welcome piece of vintage hip-hop for the jaded modern listener, and has with enough creative nous to elevate it beyond being yet another meta piece of UK rap miscellany.

Each song on ‘Hard Graft’ segues nicely to the next and there are some truly beautiful flourishes which help attenuate the percussion prominence and put a nice dip in the boom bap. Some unexpected elements are thrown into the mix like the eccentric accordion loop in ‘World on a Plate’, the edgy, screw-face vibe of ‘Grey Britain’, and the didgeridoo spun, percussion fueled acoustic noodling in ‘The Woods’. Some songs are a bit too predictable in their structure and cadence, but overall the album’s wide range of textures and lyricism make it a consistently listenable effort. This is in part due to its excellent harmonic shifts, which are further bolstered by both the soulful vocal talents of renowned Nottingham artist Liam Bailey and the folksy vibes of Scottish-Sudanese singer Eliza Shaddad who grace their tracks with some beautifully earthy and swooning vocal flourishes.

Overall, ‘Hard Graft’ is a fine album with high-quality production and craft from start to finish, and is easily Benny D’s most interesting and versatile project to date. However, the album strongly hints that he still has plenty more to say, and serves, not so much as an isolated statement, but as another chapter in a saga still being penned.

Purchase ‘Hard Graft, Arts & Crafts and Hearty Laughs’ from Benny Diction’s Bandcamp Page.

By Alex Bartiromo

Ever since the modern form of a cappella, written battle rap has become popular, there has been one vital question that battlers and fans alike have posed time and time again: What is more important, making the crowd laugh or making them “ooh” and “aah” in respect? More simply put: jokes over bars? Back when battle rap was all freestyle, this debate seemed to matter less; any insult that got a reaction from the crowd was a positive. But as the scene has evolved and become more thought-out and complex, this question has become a serious matter in the battle rap community. Many judges have bemoaned the fact that battles seem to have become stand-up comedy events, but some key figures in the community have proclaimed that the main purpose of these events is to have fun, with Skirmish of Rhyme Asylum bluntly asserting, “jokes over bars” at a 2011 Don’t Flop event. In my opinion, this debate is irrelevant and detracts from the more important question of the quality of the content.

Now, to many I must seem to be over-analyzing this. I understand that for most rappers, battle rap events are to promote themselves a bit and have a good time. But, as someone who has watched many a battle in my time, this is what I like to do. I do also believe that looking at battles critically can improve the overall quality of them.

The reason I think that the “bars or jokes” argument is worthless is because I think that it i is being looked at from the wrong plane of thought. Rather than judging the seriousness of the content, I would rather examine the effectiveness and specificity. This effectively pivots the debate from “bars vs. jokes” to “generic vs. personal”. Now, when I say “personal”, I don’t necessarily mean it in the “true story” sense (although this definitely counts as a kind of personal bar), where one battler attempts to expose hidden or damning facts about the other battler’s life to make them look bad. When I talk about a personal bar, I mean a bar that only applies to the person it is being said to. For example, calling O’Shea fat is not personal, because there are other fat people in the battle rap scene. However, mentioning his job at Morrisons or his Everton fandom is personal because it could not be used against anyone else in the battle community (and few people in the world). YouTube user UgoStrange breaks this down wonderfully in his video on the same topic.

“Personal” bars are not always better; the best battlers are the ones who know what the situation calls for. For example, the aforementioned O’Shea is a master at using irrelevant and generic jokes to his advantage. When he wins a battle, much of the time, it is because he has essentially convinced the crowd that he is a more likeable person. In his recent Don’t Flop title match versus Sensa, he came with solid personals (an underrated aspect of his battling), but arguably the most effective parts of his verses were the jokes. This is because Sensa is an expert when it comes to personals (although I thought he was slightly off base in the angles he took here), but has always struggled to present himself as someone who could laugh at himself or be particularly funny at all (although his recent 2v2 battle proves me wrong, but at this point in time, the statement was true). Therefore, O’Shea was doing something that he could not, making him look superior in the battle. Sensa tried to rebut this concept in his third round when he said, “It’s not hard to make ‘em laugh bruv”. No, perhaps not (especially not that crowd). But done correctly, it can still be highly effective.

However, most battlers are not able to use those kinds of generic bars so effectively (which is a testament to O’Shea’s personality and charisma), and the ones that rely on them too much end up sounding trite and boring. This has become a problem with Charron over the past year, who has lifted jokes more than a few times from easy-to-find internet sites and stand-up comedy sketches, as Cruger eloquently pointed out in their battle at World Domination 2. He is just one example (and to be fair, he manages to pull it off decently), though, of a trend in battle rap that makes certain events seem like little more than Yo Momma with Wilmer Valderrama.

Which is not to say that battle rap events should be completely serious and devoid of fun either. I find it difficult to watch URL battles simply because everyone in the venue takes themselves so seriously and just try to prove that their opponents are “pussies” or “fags” without being able to laugh at themselves. This is a shame, because the battlers there are so clearly talented (the quality control is probably better than any other battle rap league in the world), and the events are so well put together. I do like a heated battle, but a verbal fight just to see who can rattle off more supposedly genuine gun bars is not appealing to me (and the whole idea of “fake personals” is another article altogether).

That is why the best battlers know when to use both serious bars and jokes while still keeping it personal. Look at TheSaurus, who has been a top-tier battler for nearly ten years now. In his most recent battle against Pat Stay, he walked this tightrope beautifully, using keeping all of his material focused on his opponent while still displaying his deft wordplay and impressive structure. In round one he rapped, “stop telling us you’re ‘sucka free’ and tell us what the fuck it means,” and then going on to display a series of stories to show that Pat Stay’s signature catchphrase may, in fact, be inaccurate. Later on in the battle, he was able to be just as effective using jokes. In round two, he said, “But wait y’all, Pat’s a boss/ Just look how fast he puts out those faggot blogs crying after every match he lost,” and then went for the jugular with, “So talk about my kid or my dad/ Or any chick from my past/ If I cared what your angles were, I’d call Bishop and ask,” citing the now infamous beef between Pat Stay and Bishop Brigante over bars that the latter purportedly gave to Marvwon before his battle with Stay. As you can see, TheSaurus was able to use both jokes and serious bars just as effectively, since they were both unique to his opponent. This recognition is a great part of how he has managed to be such an excellent battler for so long (funnily enough, it is a lack of this recognition that has kept Pat Stay from ever being truly top-tier).

Without giving my thoughts about everything in the battle scene, I think that by talking about “jokes vs. bars”, people are missing the point. They are both just as effective if the battler knows how to use them properly, and the battler uses them properly when he/she is able to single out his/her opponent with a rap that applies to nobody, or almost nobody, else. Of course, depending on how good the battler is at they, he/she can also mix in some generic bars to display their lyricism or to endear themselves to the audience, but the battlers that rely on them, with a few exceptions, end up being average at best and indistinguishable from any of the horde of jokers who happen to rhyme.

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