Tua rapped one day at the Orson and then did not know that that would someday actually true. But not for him but for Vega.
First is indeed now a lot of praise everywhere. Quite a lot of praise. Everywhere you read how great this is and what Vincent Vega but was become a good album and that now finally determined will be a major breakthrough and how awesome is that everything and hastenichgesehn. Yes, I've actually not seen or not heard. Vega was for me never someone who stood out from the mass of mediocre MCs out, that was the only special thing about him his image as Frankfurt Ultra, there was nothing else to note, making him somehow by others should stand out. In short, I knew there's a man who is called Vega and of which I had ever heard now and again, but it has never really been worth it to deal with him. So I did not have it actually on the screen and was somewhat taken aback when he was suddenly shown from all possible sides, as if he had been around for years the figurehead of the German chant, in which it had been clear from the moment at which comes in the future no past.
But why not, I thought, could indeed be justified, maybe I was in the past, just not attentive enough and got from him only heard the wrong songs, because if all express themselves now so positively about him, after all, must be something off about the story. So I have got the album concerned.
Then I started listening to it.
And then I was pretty speechless.
The Vega, whom I had known until then, was one of many. The Vega, which presents itself to Vincent's (in a very negative sense) in a lot. A Frankenstein of Deutschrap. As is shamelessly copied in Shiml in Montana Max in Favorite (one wonders just that Kollegah shines nowhere), then is added a shovel street rapper XYZ, with pretty much all the standard phrases included and: All nose long Casper is imitated. So the boys and girls who were 2011 for Casper to street, as XOXO turned the music landscape in Germany upside down, now also a Casper? How about making time with music, instead of thinking economically?
We are dealing with a facade that is done by many pithy sayings. Vega is not authentic - he raps just over the bar. Vega is not honest - he raps just over the bar. Vega shows no heart - he raps just over the bar. He raps about it just that he was all that. What he does is a lot of disjointed statements concatenate, mixed with worn images, but the seemingly arrive in mass, because everyone knows them and in this respect does not require too much interpretation own performance more. Basically, it comes in pretty much any song to the same thing: Vega comes out of the ground and is thus deeply rooted. Vega is a king without a crown, but so is making good music that everyone will find it great and the Juice gives him 6 crowns and he soon is everywhere at the top, so this typically inconsequential Gameübernahmegeseier. Then a few homophobic statements, so that all his rebellious (or rather conservative?) To see the spirit and ultimately everything is anyway stupid and it constantly and street rains since and night, but Vega is still the most real in all the mess and when tell anyone shit, he was coming to his tough guys and blablablablablablablabla. It's incredibly ridiculous how little this man has actually say if you look times behind this façade. And it is incredibly ridiculous, because what he writes the lyrics together is in parts. I seriously wonder whether because sometimes someone over it looked over the texts before it went to einrappen. When Casper was still the case that some of the songs contained ambiguous lines, where it was interesting to investigate this issue, because they left a lot of room for interpretation free. In Vega really can not speak about it. He strives Although honestly to transfer the Casper concept in the street context, but, lacking then just at the craftsmanship, because on the road is so beautiful intellectual drivel probably not so welcome. So he brings prefer announcement about the announcement and the more he brings announcements, the contradictory everything is. Just to have one of many examples to draw out: After Vega in the song "I'm king today" has rapped forever and three days that he is king today, he wants to refute allegations that another rapper of his label, Bosca, was only a Vegaderivat and he does by saying "and they say Bosca sound like I // and I wonder how that's hampered // because he is king today." So obvious one can contradict himself hardly. Added to this are completely botched pictures, for example, Vega is probably the only person who "keep" a way can (Congratulations to! Would be interesting to know from which international rappers this line was transferred poorly into German, because "keeping the way "There is no simple in German and as a neologism is missraten tidy.) and of such passages, the album is full.
Now I could go on and on like this, but I will not. Actually I wanted to only write reviews to artists who really convinced me, or simply have too little attention, even though they are pretty darn good. But for Vincent I have now for the first time to break it. About the Beats can not say anything good produced, albeit with a little innovation and originality, but with much pathos. Many bad Everything is clean and well-produced and mixed by the sound and so everything is right and could be a good album. What is transported on, however, is ... well, I've already done. Rapbastard Vega and so, an underground Hybrid follows in foreign footprints the way to the hoped-for mass appeal. I'm also wondering if I could not simply take the matter with humor, but eventually a point was reached where all this dishonesty and impudence was too much to bear. Vega has nothing but talent for imitation. And that he then first-in "air" and bring the last time tried short Doubletime passages (flow technically he has since clearly trying Savas to imitate) and it also fails miserably, somehow is just another drop in a barrel, the sheer overflowing has already started to swim. This is the largest dirt I've heard in "Young Modern" by Silverchair. And for those who do not know what I mean: I mean a huge pile (to stay in Vegakontext) Eagle feces.
