Doom claims, "If I don't study, I'ma cheat off Peter Parker," and then teams up with schoolmate Saayid to run and gun on a search for Doom's stolen Donkey Kong game. Saayid for a cartoonish recollection of their education ("Never Dead"). In another example of Dumile's pen prowess, he teams up with former Anti-Pop Consortium rhymesayer M. 45 with "no bullets, no clip" that has "black electrical tape over the hole in the handle" but still manages to cause a fellow citizen to "run his chain like an errand." After detailing clever break-in methods, he plays the fall guy, getting shot by one of his elderly victims and claiming that he "woulda let her have it if he had the ammo." There's no exaggeration made when you hear someone referring to Metal Face as one of the best writers in rap: "Modern Day Mugging" has Doom turning a tired theme like, well, robbing people from a ghetto cliché into a comedic spectacle, delivering a how-to for all aspiring thugs and thugettes: He only carries a. While most underground emcees are content to rhyme about their intelligence, the evils of commercialism, and the general populace's lack of cognizance, Vik finds the perfect balance between complex songs and simple delivery, never hitting you with guilt trips or preaching to the choir. Fly Emcee), a drug deal gone horribly awry ("Lactose and Lecithin"), an argument with a Chinese restaurant owner ("Raedawn") and the hilarious gunning down of a lame open mic night.
Situations faced by our favorite masked rhymer this side of '93 Ghostface include the courtship of an underage girl ("Let Me Watch" with Apani B. The pieces here run a larger gamut of topics than the shit-talking he mastered on Operation: Doomsday. Although best known for his more whimsical material, this album has Doom frequently coming off like Wu without the pretension, branching out into more evolved song structures (choruses!) and unusually focused topical and narrative tracks. Not surprisingly, it plays out much like any other Metal Face project: Doom's sick flow is tied to a fractured cadence, a slurry, guttural delivery, obscure pop culture references ("Unfrozen caveman, look over the contracts") and beautifully simple idioms and metaphors. "A lotta groups seem to act like a violent mob, when they really just need to shut the fuck up like silent bob.A joint project between Doom and Sound-Ink, Vaudeville Villain's storyline follows the everyday life of super-villain/beat scientist/drug dealer/stick-up kid Vik Vaughn. If you're a rap fan: check this shit out. If you're a doom fan: here you go, prepare to cum. Nonetheless, they're still great and kicking.
It's good to hear doom go over something that's not his usual style. The tracks are produced by Heat Sensor, King Honey, Max Bill (all of the Sound-Ink record label) and RJD2 ("Saliva"). It's pretty sick.Īs far as the beats go, none of them are from people you've heard of (except maybe RJD2). But, his voice is off the fucking charts. Pretty much a staple as far as "rap-personas" go. His character this time around is Viktor Vaughn, a scientist with a jacked up face. But with this album, it's all about how he delivers it. In this album, his lyrics are much the same as what you'd find on any other doom album: Dope as fuck.
"V Vaughn, the travellin' vaudeville villain." MF Doom is here.
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