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Last Updated: Friday 18-May-2001 16:54
CMJ SSLP REVIEW
Forget road rage -- Eminem, the newest protege of Dr. Dre, is rhyme rage! Hailing from Detroit, this kid got more issues than the Lewinsky-Clinton legal files. Spewing twisted lyrics over oddly pleasant beats, Eminem makes light of the dark side. "Tired of being white trash/broke and always poor/... Tired of making knots out of a stack of ones/... Tired of J.R. Ried saying where hip-hop lives" -- can we say fed-up? "My Name Is," the track that has popped off of the radio waves like fleas, bites headz with a scratchy voice and a fluid beat -- typical Eminem stylo. "Hi Kids/Do you like violence?/Wanna see me stick nine inch nails through each one of my eyelids?," is the inquiry Slim Shady makes after getting the attention of the class. Dre's voice looms in the background of "Guilty Conscience" -- a short rhyme re-enactment of morally questionable episodes starring Eminem's cast of characters. "Brain Damage" tells of the zombie-ish existence of our lost lad in junior high school, where hulking shadows of bullies and irate mothers loom large. Headz will laugh at how sick
this kid is, mothers will wring their hands and hide their Henny. For
everybody who likes to laugh at all the wrong things, this album is for
you.
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