Method Man and Redman - Blackout! 2 Review

Method Man & Redman... Long lost brothers of Cheech and Chong, or better yet Cheech and Chong in blackface. Blackout! 2 is the sequel to the masterpiece, Blackout!, and this album is everything that Meth and Red fans have been waiting all of 10 years for. I wouldn't go as far as to say that the wait was worth it, because 10 years is just too long to wait for anything.

This album goes in from beginning to end, and although I'm a Meth and Red junky myself – I have no problems seeing the truth. If this album was coaster or paper weight material I'd be sure to let you all know, but this is one of those albums that you have two copies of – a burnt copy plus the original copy.

BO2 sets the mood by welcoming you to the Redman and Method Man show. The intro goes right in with Red and Meth setting the standard for the rest of the album, and the bar is pretty high. Honestly, the bar drops just a tad after the that. I'm Dope Ni**a doesn't go as hard as you'd expect after getting hyped up from the intro. Then right after that A Yo tips the scale with hardcore hip hop that we're used to from the duo. The lyrics aren't anything jaw dropping, but the production along with the rugged delivery and Nate Dogg esque hook... definitely a banger.

The next three tracks are typical good tracks with decent lyrics, but maybe overlooked because the track that follows featuring Bun B is sick, City Lights. It has a heavy baseline thumping, and almost reminds you of a southern track featuring Red and Meth. The album continues to flow through like indigestion with Father's Day and Ms. International... two nasty tracks that merit repeat status. Diz Iz 4 All My Smokers is probably what you would call the Weed Smokers Anthem of 2009 so far. Laid back beat with braggadocios bars of how "ain't nobody smoking" more than them. The song then fades into lockdown time in a prison, which leads you into Four Minutes to Lock Down Feat. Raekwon and Ghostface. I still can't decide which is my favorite... this track or A Yo. They both go in harder than sex with virgins. The album fades out with the final three tracks playing as cool down tracks. Overall... solid album. If you don't have it already, then you need to get off your keester and make the purchase.

I'm giving this album a solid A-
Chances of you hitting rewind... 9 out of 10.

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Over and Out, DocBoone

Diary of a Tired Black Man Review

Tim Alexander created a documentary that goes into the depths of the mind of the Tired Black Man. For all of you people out there who are wondering why are the Brothers going after the white woman… check this flick out. It’s a truthful and honest approach to the delicate situation for many. It gives great perspectives from both men and women. Not a lot of people are comfortable having this conversation, so it was interesting to see what a lot of people have on their minds about the interracial couple.

The documentary takes you on a whirlwind of a ride that will almost leave you annoyed at some of the ways that women think. Not every relationship is as great as those pictures you saw with the two of them smiling and hugged up. The second before the camera flashed they were arguing, and the second after the flash dissolved into space they were back arguing. Pictures sometimes are only worth 2 cents.

A few points from the documentary… Although not the gist of the documentary. Just some things that I found interesting and true.

“Bad Decisions”
Black women say that we can’t date because you’re like my brother, or my best friend. What’s wrong with that? Isn’t the point of finding your partner – to find the person who’s going to be your best friend? Instead you fall for the guy you have nothing in common with. This rationale is a testament to how some women make really bad decisions in deciding whom they are going to date.

“Male Bashing”
Women have too many friends, which is a recipe for destruction. Single women sit around and bash men because they have no man, and they want to make sure that their misery stays with company. The one girl in the group who has a man will let her crew ruin her relationship because of their bitterness and bad advice.

“Arguing is like crack for black women. They know it’s ruining the relationship; they just can’t stop doing it.”

The documentary wasn’t the best documentary in the world… Grammy nominated or anything of that sort, but it was very informative for those who wonder why Black men will show the white woman interest.

Fellas, if you can find this DVD I would suggest you watch it with your woman. Be careful though because it may spark some interesting debates. So, watch at your own risk, and don’t say I didn’t warn you. A solid grade of a B for a documentary.

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Over and Out, DocBoone