hip-hop has come a long, long way since I showed up here to cover the
scene 10 years ago. In that time, countless artists have seen
international acclaim, and banked a good buck on tours from here to
places like Japan and Germany. Cats like Slaine, Reks, and
Termanology are renowned as some of the genre's premier lyricists –
on either side of commercial divide – and top producers like Pete
Rock and Premier regularly collaborate with artists from New England.
to Moe Pope for once again landing on the Boston Music
Awards nominee slate. Fuck knows that him and his producer Rain deserve it, having smashed
a shitload of shows last year in the lead-up to their
soon-to-be-released Let The Right Ones In.
Mulz” is one of their live staples – the duo's trusty vocal
sidekick Christopher Talken has knocked my eardrums silly plenty of times with the hook – and the video is long-awaited.
Before I moved to Boston seven years ago, I knew more about the local rap scene than most outsiders, but my knowledge was still limited to cats who were making big splashes on the greater subterranean scene. No doubt that among that exalted group of exports were the Porn Theatre Ushers, an MC-producer duo that brought something entirely new and even different.
Us Boston music writers need to find a new angle from which to cover Moe Pope, since that whole "most tragically slept-on act in the Hub" shit no longer applies. What we have here is an example of hustle plus skills paying off, as Moe and his crew have finally hit the forefront of the local music scene in the past few months.
"The misfit in a room of hoes that's materialistic."
Off Life After God. Cop it.