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In a sense,
Grand Puba
really never was a genuine member of
Brand Nubian
. He was several years older than
Lord Jamar
and
Sadat X
, and had already recorded with the old-school crew
Masters of Ceremony
several years before finally hooking up with his younger mates. And even the mostly collective-minded
One for All
featured a couple
Puba
solo joints. Based on the sophomore
outing, it is pretty clear that
's carefree verbal play, completely unencumbered by ideology, tempered the more in-your-face manifestation of
Jamar
's radical politics since
In God We Trust
which, as thrillingly polemical as it could be, was also rather severe and uncompromising, even apocalyptic, in its outlook, and therefore off-putting at times. Likewise, based on this debut solo album, it's clear that
created precisely the right context in which
's self-reflexive braggadocio could flourish without wearing thin because
Reel to Reel
, as much fun as it is, has little in the way of substance. As a result, the record never becomes more than a pleasing divertissement. Minus any counterweights who can "drop the science,"
, like some sort of
hip-hop
Dolemite
, proved to be interested mostly in self-puffery, partying, and playing the ladies. While the persona is entertaining as far as it goes, it doesn't have a lot of mileage in it unless you have a high tolerance for tall tales about stunts and blunts. The artist himself had a good time satirizing this penchant at the beginning of the classic
"Wake Up"
from
, but seems to have lost sight of some of the possibilities for self-parody here. Having said that, the album really does have a lot to offer, including the irresistible one-two punch of
"Check Tha Resume"
"360°,"
the deep-fried
"Honey Don't Front,"
and the delightfully lazy
"Who Makes the Loot?,"
whipped off with
Brand New Heavies
when they were at their funkiest. The production (most of it by the artist himself) is universally excellent, and
is, without a doubt, one of the cleverest, most cheekily complex MCs to ever pick up a microphone. Just bring your incredulity and sense of humor -- the lower the brow the better -- and
is a real hoot. ~ Stanton Swihart
Grand Puba
really never was a genuine member of
Brand Nubian
. He was several years older than
Lord Jamar
and
Sadat X
, and had already recorded with the old-school crew
Masters of Ceremony
several years before finally hooking up with his younger mates. And even the mostly collective-minded
One for All
featured a couple
Puba
solo joints. Based on the sophomore
outing, it is pretty clear that
's carefree verbal play, completely unencumbered by ideology, tempered the more in-your-face manifestation of
Jamar
's radical politics since
In God We Trust
which, as thrillingly polemical as it could be, was also rather severe and uncompromising, even apocalyptic, in its outlook, and therefore off-putting at times. Likewise, based on this debut solo album, it's clear that
created precisely the right context in which
's self-reflexive braggadocio could flourish without wearing thin because
Reel to Reel
, as much fun as it is, has little in the way of substance. As a result, the record never becomes more than a pleasing divertissement. Minus any counterweights who can "drop the science,"
, like some sort of
hip-hop
Dolemite
, proved to be interested mostly in self-puffery, partying, and playing the ladies. While the persona is entertaining as far as it goes, it doesn't have a lot of mileage in it unless you have a high tolerance for tall tales about stunts and blunts. The artist himself had a good time satirizing this penchant at the beginning of the classic
"Wake Up"
from
, but seems to have lost sight of some of the possibilities for self-parody here. Having said that, the album really does have a lot to offer, including the irresistible one-two punch of
"Check Tha Resume"
"360°,"
the deep-fried
"Honey Don't Front,"
and the delightfully lazy
"Who Makes the Loot?,"
whipped off with
Brand New Heavies
when they were at their funkiest. The production (most of it by the artist himself) is universally excellent, and
is, without a doubt, one of the cleverest, most cheekily complex MCs to ever pick up a microphone. Just bring your incredulity and sense of humor -- the lower the brow the better -- and
is a real hoot. ~ Stanton Swihart