Last month, XXL Magazine ran two pieces on the making of Nas’ 1994 major label debut,
Illmatic. Those of you who know me, aside from knowing that I read XXL magazine religiously, know that I have a serious crush on
Illmatic. While you won’t find me singing Nas’ praises in the general sense (he is an excellent rapper, but his body of work is just not consistently great), this album was born a classic. If you don't own it, don't have an opinion on Nas and, oh I don't know, consider Jay-Z's reign over hip-hop to be undisputed, then do yourself a favor and buy the album. From Nas' gravelly voice to the sparingly funky production; his poetic flow to the sinister but dreamlike vibe that runs through all 10 songs...
Illmatic is the wormhole
that connects the violent rap culture ascendant from the mid-80's to the early 90's East Coast hip-hop movement that thrived on lyricism and creativity. It's like the two sides of the force, and Nas balances them like a prophesied Jedi. I just wish there was a word for how awesome this is. Oh wait, there is: Illmatic.
As Nasir tells it: "Illmatic is supreme ill. It’s as ill as ill
gets. That shit is a science of everything ill."
Yeah, what he said.
Anyways, be sure to check out the XXL articles, which recount some of the stories involved in the recording and production of the album. It will make you nostalgic for a time and place that you have no connection to...as all classic albums do.
XXL: Still IllXXL: Nas, The Genesis
that connects the violent rap culture ascendant from the mid-80's to the early 90's East Coast hip-hop movement that thrived on lyricism and creativity. It's like the two sides of the force, and Nas balances them like a prophesied Jedi. I just wish there was a word for how awesome this is. Oh wait, there is: Illmatic.