Continuing this celebration of indie rockers rapping . .
D is for . . .
Doo Wop (That Thing) (Lauryn Hil)-Mr. Bungle. This version is way too short. So check out this version:
Doo Wop (That Thing) (Lauryn Hill)-Devendra Banhart. Wiiiiilllldd.
And while we’re on the subject . .
You Can Only Hold Her/That Thing (Lauryn Hill) (live)-Amy Winhouse. Fucking amazing.
E is for . . .
Two great male indie deep-voice bands:
And one female-voiced cover (oh! the irony!):
Girls (Beastie Boys)-esl. I’ve read interviews with Ad Rock and Mike D where they express regret over this song and say they were pressured by Rick Rubin to record it. I think that’s 20/20 liberal hindsight bullshit. They were little punk kids when they made it, and they’ve grown up, but let’s not turn them into victims. I went to school with this shrewd little fuckers, and they knew exactly what they were doing.
F is for . . .
Nick Foster. Rebel Without a Banjo-Nick Foster and Public Enemy. I love this cover. It’s funny and cool at the same time.
F is also for Mickey Hart’s Fire on the Mountain rap.
And The Fray’s cover of Kanye West‘s new, godawful single “Heartless.” Now don’t get me wrong, I dig Kanye. But 808 sucks. I mean, it sucks squirty wet farts out of rotting goat corpses.
G is for . . .
Nuthin’ But a G Thang-Streetwize. A smooth jazz cover of the West Coast’s biggest producer, from his best album. (Dr. Dre’s The Chronic of course.)
G is also for Grandmaster Flash’s The Message, a Willy Mason version is in the zip file, and then there’s this one: The Message (Grandmaster Flash)-Keller Williams.
G is for Guilt By Association Volume 2, which has a great Kanye West cover (Can’t Tell Me Nothing by Francis and the Lights), which I’m not going to post here because it’s a recent release and I strongly advised you to buy it. Since you all do exactly what I tell you to, I’m sure you already have it.
And finally, G is for the answer to this question: How can this girl . . .
. . . covering this girl not be funny? Are You That Somebody-The Gossip. An Aliyaah cover. She’s kinda hip hop. Hip hop guys dig her, anyway.