Anyone that knows this record doesn’t need me to explain why I included it. However, I see this as a great comedy record. Like many comedies it takes horrible realities to such extremes that it exposes truth, while at the same time making you laugh at the absurdity. Lets take the famous, or infamous, song Fuck tha Police:
You’d rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I’m finished, bring the yellow tape
Those four lines both expose truth and take violence to a comedic extreme at the same time. It’s the fact that many white people would rather see black males in prison than driving around in a Mercedes Benz. And then in the next two lines Ice Cube is bragging about beating a cop to death with maniacal glee. So it is truth hidden in the guise of absurdity. (And unfortunately this song still seems relevant to our daily headlines.)
For all of this records violence and insanity, I have a hard time taking it too seriously removed decades from its release. Ice Cube is in children’s movies and Dr. Dre is a respected CEO. I think of it along the lines of something like George Carlin’s Life is Worth Losing, where he talks about some of darkest subjects ever and twists them until they become funny. But while Carlin is making you laugh, he is again making you see truths that evade us in everyday conversation. (It’s not as smart as Carlin is, but then no one really is.) Unfortunately many of the groups that were influenced by this seemed to lack NWA’s knowing sense of humor. For all this records absurd violence and gritty reality, there is the sense that they are having fun. And it is precisely that fun that makes this record fire on all cylinders for me. They’ve driven straight over the edge, and are having a laugh in free fall.
For the first week of 2015 I am writing pieces about records that I can only describe as “batshit insane”. These are brilliant albums that are so dark they cross the threshold into a knowing comedy. If you want to understand exactly what I mean in more detail read the first paragraph from the start of this series:
I love records that one can only describe as sounding “batshit insane”. Where the artist seems as if they are out-crazying the din and the whirlwind of the Great Void. Albums that trump death, even if the artists are alive and the albums don’t even have death as a central theme because, even if it is subconsciously, they know it is out there and they seem not to give a shit. I am reminded of the character at the end of Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle who dies, “lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who.” I also think of George Carlin, putting on a show making the batshit insanity of this world hilarious, and then ending his set by standing on one leg with his arms outstretched, daring to be smited. These are albums where artistic fear is not only not present, it almost seems as if the artists are daring you not to like them. Albums like this make me laugh out loud and warm my heart to its very foundation. I could be having the worst day possible and when I put one of these records on I think, “Thank God they are out there.” I wanted to write about several of these records to start 2015 out on the right foot. My goal is to post at least one record a day for the next week. I’m just having fun, like a child skipping through a field.