Wednesday marked the 14th anniversary of the passing of Christopher
Wallace. You may have come to this realization through the litany of
Biggie quotables and youtube vids filling your news feed, or maybe a
token memoriam post from your go-to music blog, even if they don't touch
hip-hop on the other 364 days of the year.
Last time I checked up on Mattapan native Singapore Kane, the Big Shug affiliate and underground slugger told us that – unlike most of his exalted peers in Bay State hip-hop – he's hardly content with subterranean acclaim. You can't blame him; in addition to clocking tour props in Europe with the Snowgoons and a rep among the game's top street cats, Singapore has an accessible cadence fit to tap mainstream demographics.
My editor and I recently had a chat about how indie-rock bands and underground rappers approach guerilla marketing in drastically different ways. Mostly, we discussed how hip- hop artists turn the sidewalk outside every venue into Times Square circa 1985, and how their rock- and- roll contemporaries — on the opposite end of the promotion spectrum —fancy themselves too cool to work street corners passing out promos.
Basically I’m saying that I have way more rap discs to write about than I have time (or space). So until the Phoenix brass determines that Bay State boom bap is more important than my other assignments regarding drastic budget cuts and such, I can best prop local heroes in occasional round-ups like this one. Here’s some of the finest Beantown product that’s been pushed on me (literally and virtually) in the past month; and since we stand by our picks, we went through the trouble of providing a smorgasbord of tracks and links for your interactive pleasure.