neurological dryer lint

renee and i went up skiing at perfect last night, i hit a few runs before my ankle started hurting. it's usually worse in the cold - and it was cold out. plus they were blowing snow. we got a younglife trip planned to perfect on feb 12th.

been a biggie morning. i wonder what kind of stuff he'd be putting out now if he hadn't been killed. beats sound so different now than they did ten years ago when ready to die came out. even his second cd's beats sounded way different, three years later. they were still generic, though, compared to the stuff produced by timbaland and pharrell and kanye and guru today. the thing about biggie's style, though, is we just hear the peak of it. seems like most artists with longevity (guys that rap for 10 years or more) start with skills and they grow and improve them, and then you start to see that decline. snoop, jay-z, ll cool j, guys like them.. their first few albums are classics and their rhymes are slick and fast and startle you. but then they just get slow, uninteresting, repetitive. i think that's why i didn't like jay's black album as much, or snoop's paid the cost... and guys like eminem are already there, after just a few years. his first album or two, that guy could just flow. your brain almost lags, trying to get through things he said a minute before as he keeps going. but now... tracks like just lose it and puke... the guy's totally lost that edge, weak rhymes and bad humor..

but the all time greats - rakim, biggie, dre, tupac, that doesn't happen. well with biggie and pac, naturally, they haven't continued on. but the greats, they never lose the edge. they get better with age, not worse.

anyway. don't know where that came from.

listening to: notorious BIG - dead wrong