Dr. Dre is a great example of media spin and blatant lies. He is sold to the public as some sort of Great business Genius, one of the Greatest producers, and the Godfather of Gangsta Rap. The only place in reality that Dre is a “G” however; is in this previous sentence.
Dre was part of the World Class Wreckin Cru who spewed out fake Electro Hip-Pop in the 80’s draped in glitter and smothered in sequins. Even for the mid-eighties, their Disco trash raps were out of date and corny, with Dre spitting lyrical gems like “I’m Dr. Dre, Gorgeous Hunk Of A Man” in their track “Surgery”. Hip-Hop fans at the time, felt nauseous witnessing these out-of-style, shiny-suit-wearing, Rap knock-offs performing such aural offal. Their collective feeling of nausea would however, have resulted in actual vomiting had they known that Dr. Dre 20-30 years later would be admired and adored.
Dr. Dre now conveniently ignores his tawdry past, thanks to his slightly more credible follow-up group N.W.A. But if you liked N.W.A. in the late-eighties, it was because of Eazy-E or Ice Cube. In fact when N.W.A. split; you weren’t a real Hip-Hop fan if you didn’t follow either of their careers as opposed to Dre’s. Once N.W.A. started breaking up, nobody gave a shit about Dre. We all knew he was a fake-ass hypocrite when he released an album called “The Chronic”, even though in N.W.A.’s “Express Yourself” he had declared…
…yo, I don’t smoke weed or a sess.
Cause its known to give a brother brain damage…
By the early to mid-nineties, every line and beat by Dre was played out and tired. Aftermath was being sued and he was constantly being dissed by anybody who knew him. Ice Cube (before he sold-out with “Natural Born Killaz”) had dissed Dre on “No Vaseline”, Eazy E dissed him in “Real Muthaphukkin G’s”, and Tupac dissed him on “To Live And Die In L.A.”, on “Toss It Up”, and on “Fuck Friends”. Almost every rapper who ever met Dre and who wasn’t a doormat dissed Dr. Dre in the nineties. The only Dr. Dre track anybody listened to back then was “California Love” and that was because Tupac was on it. Flash-forward to the present and you’ll find Dre dragging Pac’s hologram out in Coachella festival and pretending like everything was cool back in the day. The media last year plugged this event to reinforce Dre’s “legendary” past. If Tupac was alive, would he really be on a stage with Dr. Dre?
The point is that apart from Ice Cube and his schizophrenia, anybody who called out Dre in the past is dead; so these days nobody is around to mention the truth. Nobody mentions for instance that in 1991, Dr. Dre kicked the living shit out of Television Presenter Dee Barnes because of some bad press. Today we have feminist groups like UltraViolet telling Rick Ross that his date rape reference in “U.O.E.N.O.” was lyrically offensive, but how about physically harming a defenseless woman? I guess that real occurrences in the past are forgotten while crap rappers and their shitty lyrics in the present have to be taken seriously. All the while ignorant females like Mary J. Blige, Eve, Gwen Stefani, and Alicia Keys do tracks with this punk who beats on women.
Apart from striking anything with an XX chromosome, Dre has made a career off many famous XY’s. He is known for N.W.A.’s production, although the entire “Straight Outta Compton” Album was produced with DJ Yella. He is also known for Death Row, even though it was Suge and Tupac who made them successful. He is known as a Rapper, but most of his lyrics are penned by ghostwriters ranging from Snoop, Jay-Z, to Kendrick Lamar. He is now more recently known for his over-priced headphones, but he couldn’t have made them without Noel Lee or Jimmy Iovine. Hell even Aftermath couldn’t get off the ground without a little help from Jimmy “Because The Night” Iovine. I don’t think Dr. Dre has ever accomplished anything without the aid of another man.
Looking back at his career, it seems astonishing how such a lacklustre track record can garner such praise, but I guess if you do the right things for the right people, all the true press gets buried. The music industry is corrupt and the media is corrupt. When assaulting a woman only results in a slap on the wrist and a fine of $2500, it confirms how corrupt the Justice System is too. In this cesspool of corruption, Dr. Dre has risen to the top, and parallel to Dre’s ascent, Hip-Hop has nose-dived into the depths of music Hell. This is by the most part due to Dre’s hunger for money at the expense of friendship and loyalty. Ever since Dre partnered with Iovine, Hip-Hop has taken a turn for the worst. A dude who worked with Patti Smith and Bruce Springsteen knows nothing about Hip-Hop, but at his suggestion, Dre signed the biter and interloper; Eminem. You can pretty much track Hip-Hop’s descent from that point onward.
What kind of self-respecting minority artist would let themselves be a white-boy’s sidekick, whether it’s Jimmy Iovine or Eminem? Dre is the modern-day Colonel Tom Parker; the motherfucker that had a hand in allowing a black genre get taken over by the white controlled Pop-Culture media machine. A machine who now acts as a dealer to the fiending public, and by muting the competition and by controlling the supply; Dr. Dre has become the genre’s chronic… and you ain’t nothin’ but the dopeman’s bitch.
So fuck Monster and fuck HP…
…It was Dee Barnes that got the real Beats By Dre.