Hip-hop took everything from soul. They got the pain from Syl Johnson, the melodies from The Delfonics and The Stylistics, the drums from Melvin Bliss (or rather Bernard Purdie), and the gangster shit from Curtis Mayfield. So it’s about time hip-hop gave something back besides royalties (“I’m sitting in the house now that was built with the Wu-Tang money,” -Syl Johnson).
Wildcookie sentimentalizes the same substances as Pusha T, but instead of summoning fiends with virulent couplets, Anthony Mills recalls his favorite heroin(e)-addicted jazz players with a 1974 falsetto. He’s singing about what the best rappers rap about: drugs. Take into account the incredibly funky beats and you’ve got a soul project that hip-hop heads will be able to appreciate without removing their mean mugs.
A Wildcookie/Ghostface collaboration is at the top of my wish list. The album, Cookie Dough, drops February 21. Here are some select cuts.
By the way of the ML. Süper fresh.
jimmmy
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