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Alicia Keys Ruins Everything

Posted by Tom Breihan at 4:29 PM, July 27, 2006

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Screw you, Alicia Keys

This past January, when I was spending four hours waiting around at Ghostface's "Back Like That" video shoot for a chance to interview Ghost, I overheard a conversation between two guys, one of whom may have been Ne-Yo's manager or something, talking about how Ne-Yo was planning his career. They were discussing how Ne-Yo wanted to become a singer whose music men could feel OK about liking. One of them held up Akon as an example of what not to do, of an artist whose guest-appearances get respect but whose actual music doesn't. That was a while ago, though. Akon is quickly becoming 2006's version of Nate Dogg, and he has a good chance to become something more. A year and a half ago, Akon had a massive hit with "Lonely," a pretty good pop song with a goofy, cartoony chipmunk-sample, which may have actually hurt his career by making him look like just another pop singer after the hard-ass rigor of "Locked Up" established him. Since then, though, his airy, digitized falsetto has become one of the best things on the radio. An Akon hook has a way of worming its way through your brain and hanging around even as the rest of the song disappears around it. His contributions to Rick Ross's Port of Miami and DJ Khaled's Listennn are highlights of those albums. And he's partly responsible for my favorite single of the year, the remix of Cham's "Ghetto Story." Without Akon, the song would be maybe my third- or fourth-favorite song of the year, a bleak and dystopian march with an unforgiving bassline and absolutely searing lyrics. With him, though, it somehow becomes even better; his voice gives the song a sort of cinematic lift without compromising its central darkness, and he delivers intricate and detailed lyrics almost like a rapper, applying Cham's tense narrative style to a completely different story.

But then, Akon's not as big a star as Alicia Keys. Akon's "Ghetto Story" remix has been getting huge Hot 97 play, but something like this happens every year. New York radio seizes upon a reggae song or two and plays the hell out of them, and the rest of the country doesn't notice. Last summer, I Wayne's "Can't Satisfy Her" got huge airplay here but never became a big hit in the rest of the country. "Ghetto Story" is an undeniable song, but it's not exactly radio-friendly; it's too harsh and violent. So it's good news for Cham, who I guess just dropped the "Baby" from his name, that Alicia Keys has become the second R&B song to sing on a "Ghetto Story" remix. The presence of Keys is probably popular enough to get the song airplay around the country, and she and Cham have apparently filmed a new video for the song in Jamaica. There's already a video for the original version of "Ghetto Story," but it's a piece of crap, all muddy camcorder cinematography and utterly bored, listless performances from the extras. The song is going to need a real video to blow up, and now it'll have that. There's a good chance the song will get the attention it deserves now. But it's a different song.

Keys' "Ghetto Story" remix isn't all that different from Akon's, but the small differences absolutely change the song's tone. Both of them leave Cham's verses unmolested and add their own stories to the gaps in between, both deliver lyrics about hardship with a matter-of-fact clarity, and both of them ably ride the song's hard-as-fuck beat. But Akon sticks with the song's underlying pessimism; even when he gets out of prison, his brother gets shot. And he leaves the song's rugged instrumental alone. In Keys' hands, the song takes on subtle but deep changes. Melodic strings appear from time to time, and the evil ambient synths are just slightly higher in pitch. A pretty little oscillating keyboard favor turns up a little higher in the mix than it needs to be. Akon stepped aside to let Cham do the whole chorus, but Keys sings half of it herself, and her voice is obviously a lot softer than Cham's gravelly bark. (Mercifully, she doesn't attempt the "Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah!" bit.) Keys' verse is truly impressive, a wrenching portrait of a girl growing up in filth and wanting more for herself: "Remember those days when I went to bed hungry / All I ever ate was white rice and honey / Big dreams in my head, empty my tummy / Might crack a smile, but ain't nothing funny." It's powerful stuff, and Keys' vocal is impeccable. She knows her way around a reggae song; the reggae remix of her "You Don't Know My Name" is one of the best things she's ever been a part of. But the slight but perceptible changes she makes to "Ghetto Story" turn it from a dark, desolate, violent piece of work into a song about hope, about pulling yourself out of misery. Some stories don't need happy endings.

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In other words, you prefer a song about people of color with no hope and all despair to one about making something of yourself and getting yourself out of the hopelessness and despair. Yep, that seems about right from you.

Posted by: DocZeus at July 28, 2006 4:28 PM

great point. Keys certainly sews up the beat with her taut lyrics. The delivery avenges her seeminly positive vibe.

Posted by: RD at July 28, 2006 11:34 PM

Tom, I have to echo the sentiments of DocZeus on this one. What is your fascination with despair, hopelessness and violence, especially when it comes to black art? Has a childhood cocooned in the villages of middle-class Maryland so warped your perception that you truly believe that black art can only be worthwhile when it is committed to horror? I read your posts regularly because I am always interested in how hip-hop is viewed by those who come from outside its borders. Your point of view often points in the direction of a man who is in love with the idea of being a black male from the ghetto but who would never actually trade places with a black male from the ghetto. I often agree with many of your critical assessments but I also find it mildly disturbing that a white hip-hop critic at the most influential alternative paper in the most influential city is so fully enthralled by the art of black self-defeat. Don't get me wrong, I love T.I. and Jeezy and Dip Set (occasionally)as much as the next knucklehead. It just seems to me that you have an agenda and that is to bend hip-hop towards its most criminalistic and empty-headed urges and then walk away with clean hands. Maybe I'm wrong. That being said, I have yet to hear either remix of "Ghetto Story" but I can say that the original has left me underwhelmed. This track pales in comparison to the unrelenting drive of last year's king reggae track "Welcome To Jamrock".

Posted by: EdSherrell at July 29, 2006 12:12 AM

what was this about again?

and yeah, great point DocZeus.

I don't even know what song Tom is talkin about. Don't care either. But I DO expect to hear Tom's disdain for anything progressively black.

Posted by: Stingy at July 30, 2006 1:44 AM

So...you dislike Reggaeton, yet you consider this forgettable track enough to call it your favorite single of the summer? Don't get me wrong but Reggaeton does suck, but Reggaeton is like a sophisticated jazz arrangement & snap music a damned symphony compared to this trash. At Least Snap has 2 drum sounds. You are officially banned from expressing any opinion on music for one month.

Posted by: Epitome at July 31, 2006 12:23 AM

Maybe this demands a deeper response, but hopelessness and despair and anger are things I respond to in indie-rock and country and metal as well as rap and reggae and whatever else. That's an oversimplification, but I do think that negative feelings make for better music nine times out of ten.

Posted by: Tom Breihan at July 31, 2006 4:08 PM

The Alicia-fied remix of "Ghetto Story" is not "progressively black"--it's complete crap. Disliking her inappropriately optimistic contribution to the track isn't about having a hard-on for black pain. It's almost rude the way she breaks into Cham's description of this dystopia and starts talking a bunch of everything-is-gonna-be-ok crap. Downing songs about things that are really going on in our communities--here in the US and abroad--as negative is such a typical black bougie reaction and I'm sick of it. Keys' verse is Pollyanna trash that only speaks to her highly unlikely success story: not a lot of kids outta my neighborhood go on to become major recording stars. Oh, wait--I forgot--at the end there she tacks on a hollow sentiment that reminds us we can all beat the odds as she has done. Thanks, Alicia! Cham's words are powerful and transcendent because they tap into a very real pain that many can relate to, even if we're not living in the slums of Jamaica. Listeners will always respond to music that best captures real, relatable emotion. If you're sick of the reading pieces that laud music about drugs and violence, work to change the reality. But don't classify work that ignores the facts and paints a pretty picture as positive.

Posted by: surrahgee at August 1, 2006 3:23 PM

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