I’d been listening to Drake’s inane and ridiculous “Hotline Bling” for weeks now without knowing the name of it. So yesterday, when that moron Ebro and his pathetic sycophants, Rosenberg and Laura Stylez started raving and jabbering about how if you weren’t a Drake fan, you’d just have to abide more or less for the next indefinite period, I was like, “What the fuck could that mongrel have possibly done now?”
And don’t get me wrong, I like Drake. I have a soft spot for all biracial people who not only identify as ‘Black’ but also rep Blackness, date Black people, the whole shit. I voted for Obama.
But Drake’s a criminal and a clown; that much is obvious. If you don’t have enough class to take the High Road when confronted with Chris Brown (of all people) and feel a bottle fight becomes your best option especially when you have numbers on your side, then you’ve taken the ‘Gangster’ out of ‘Gangster Rap’ and replaced it with either ‘Fraud’, ‘Soccer Hooligan’ or ‘Basketball Diaries’.
As an artist, well, let’s just say that Drake’s a lot closer to Pinero than Picasso, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s currently Top Dog. Only a fool or a blind man could see things otherwise.
But, back to Drake. It might be easier to hate him, like, say, if I thought I had a legitimate shot at Serena Williams or if I didn’t concede that despite being a less than attractive dude, he does look a lot better with the beard, but the simple fact that I can’t rock with is that some people are taking to attacking the man for being a song thief. It’s here that they’ll find the least traction.
You’ll find musical duplicates in everything from Rihanna’s “Pour it Up” which jacks Juicy J’s “Bandz A Make Her Dance”, to Brian McKnight’s “Anytime” which clobbers Me’Shell N’Degeocello’s for “Outside Your Door”, to “Love, Love, Love” by Donny Hathaway which gunpoint-steals everything Marvin Gaye even attempted on the “What’s Going On” album.
Also, going back to the Beatles – another band or rip off artists, this time from Liverpool, England – it’s been the Top Dog’s imperative to snatch anything from bits and pieces to whole songs verbatim in the quest to remain unvanquished.
And while Drake isn’t the Beatles of hip hop – that distinction belongs to Jay-Z – his critics would be wise to brush up on their history.
So what he ripped off D.R.A.M’s song? At least the video turned out sexy.