Way back in '02, the music rags were all abuzz about this trio of white gals from the East Coast who were doing some semi-old-school hip hop shit that was lyrical, fun, and apparently pretty good. It didn't take much convincing to get me to bite.
So I picked this disc up, and while it didn't blow my mind (it was almost exactly what I was expecting), I enjoyed the shit out of it. And listening to it now for the first time in a while, I still think it's great. While the backlash against the group started almost immediately (it's constantly amazing to me how music as harmless as this can drum up such white-hot ire in people), those who criticized it weren't saying anything that - it seemed to me - the group wouldn't readily admit themselves. (The Beastie Boys comparisons were way too easy.) This album is what it is - it's light, witty, and just fun. And honestly, the rhymes on this thing are smarter than a lot of the stuff floating around. There's some throwaway lines, sure - but fuck it. It is what it is.
And if there's something wrong with three girls getting together and rapping, then I don't want to be right. There's no need to make songs like "At the Party" complicated. Just kick back and enjoy it. Or don't. And that's that.
Oh, and here it is:
"At the Party"
You know, I never quite got what all the hoopla was with this album. Its by no means terrible, but it doesn't really float my boat either. I go back to it every once in a while but honestly, there's nothing that holds my attention for long. The rhymes are just decent and the beats are just there. When I do rock it "A Thousand Words" and "Dying In Stereo" are my joints.
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