The West Coast music scene is a fractured mess of homogenized talent, centralized into private, thriving pocket communities which have generated enough self-sufficient interest and income that the artists which are apart of said community have no desire or need to move beyond these self-created confines. The crucible for the discerning Hip-Hop aficionado outside of these musical bubbles is this- How do we define and infiltrate these insular communities in order to reap the auditory rewards?
Damn. That shit sounded both intelligent and thought provoking, didn’t it? *golf claps for self*
But that ain’t me, lol. Well, I wrote it, but that pseudo-hyper intelligent rap psychoanalyst bullshit is better off left to the nerds and weirdos. As I listened to a project from the homie Doobyis (Check outFeelin Good Vol. 2, which is very dope BTW) I got to thinking about how the West Coast Music Scene has slowly devolved over the years into three categories I
created my damn self, fuck if you like em can identify: Gangsta Rap, The Bay Area, and Blog Rap Darlings. Note: Don’t give me any shit for missing or ignoring a particular favorite– this shit is CLEARLY an overview, not a fucking primer for the West Coast.
For the majority of its Hip-Hop musical history, the West Coast has been defined by Gangsta rap- From Ice T to NWA to Snoop to Game (with a whole lot of dope ass niggas in-between). With (formally) Lil Bow Wow Crip Walking gangstas into oblivion, the West Coast representation of reality rap was driven into caricature– a gross parody of its street-oriented roots.
The Bay Area:
I’m not going to make any type of ATTEMPT to break down the Bay Area music scene. My knowledge essentially is E-40 and the Sick-Wid-It extended family,Too $hort, the Luniz, Mac Dre, Keak Da Sneak the guy who shitted on Royce in that battle that one time, the pretty bitch, Roach Gigz, and whoever Noz says I should at least give a chance too.
The Bay Area music scene is EASILY the most insular music scene on the PLANET– you either get it, or you have simply never bothered to begin with– either way, they just keep moving along.
Blog Rap Darlings:
These guys are split into two distinct categories- the rappity rap brigade that includes your Blu’s, Fashawns, Tirons, Kendrick Lamars, and whoever else Fuckboy Shake posts over at 2DBZ, or whatever the hell Kevin decides to post at his site.
Sleep-inducing, uninteresting regular nigga rap, basically. Some would call it J. Cole Syndrome. I would call it… J. Cole Syndrome, but with less usage of the words “nigga,” “Fayettenam,” and “nigga.”
In the same category, you have your Pac Div, Odd Future, and Strong Arm Steady’s <– Each lacks some of the vitamins and minerals (c)cOLD that would gain them acceptance beyond a specific category of fans and well-wishers.
And thats it. I don't think there is ANY artist on the West Coast who doesn't fall into one of these categories, cept maybe Joker Da Bailbondsman, but his category is reserved for those who can be called—