Saturday, July 22, 2006

Trapstrs Anonymous


ATL, Shawty!
ATL’s advertising schemes made it look promising. Most reviews claimed it had missed but had a great look inside Atlanta and its surrounding cities. It really had promise after an agonizing start but it began to break apart due to acting and the hollow, off-point script. The script wants to be taken seriously as it brings it up some pertinent issues surrounding black America. It tried to be funny, serious, hard and realistic all at the same time. It failed miserably and the outcome was a mesh of all of the above that ultimately did not say anything about Atlanta and its trappers. The problem ensues when this film needed to be marketed? Execs, producers and ad buffs pondered how do we market a serious film about young black adults in an urban city? Who are we targeting? Blacks mostly, right? Yeah but also the mainstream, as “hip-hop” has invaded white America and has reached the glorified, craptacular pop status. So why has a supposedly serious black movie gone array? Because black is now pop and it sells. The movie starts out as a huge pop song, displaying all of the crunk hits the ATL is known for during the scenes at the Cascade. This poppy concept then plagues the rest of the movie.
Start with the leading man, Clifford “T.I. (TIP)” Harris, the most popular “hood/trapstar” around in all of music and not just the south. His acting was not that bad, but his switches from soft/sweet to caring to hard to funny do not seem right. Can any character or person ever make so many changes in a summer? His insistent hardness proved to be too much for the movie towards the end as all of the movie’s plot lines converged and crashed. And this is gangsta rapper T.I., so like Ice Cube, am I supposed to take him seriously as an actor in a Rap-Pop movie?
One of the movie’s messages is remember where you came from and to be proud of that. Well I guess T.I. isn’t proud of his past, esp. as his real name does not appear in any of the credits. The message of selling out is disheartening. This movie is supposed to be about true, black America (specifically ATL), but it ends up selling out in order to make money. Don’t sell out? Well, the real trap stars would not believe in your fairy tale ending where everyone makes it. The truth is very few people make it.
The plot looked decent as it displayed new high school graduates and their summer escapades while managing and soaking up the deterrents in the Atlanta heat. Too many topics were explored and that lead to none of them having any substance. Rashad (Clifford’s character) is artistically talented and can draw perfectly sketches in one try… I didn’t buy it! His little brother Ant, gets involved in drugs but hardly seems affected by it in any way. Big Boi, (Outkast rapper) the trap star, does not exude the toughness of his real counter part; he turns out to be a lollipop, flamboyant, shawty hustler (and I doubt that exists in the hood). Every little direction the movie goes in, it changes paths immediately. It seems so temperamental. Every nook and cranny of ATL life it intends to shine on, the substance being filmed evaporates in the blink of an eye. Hey, a blink of an eye, that’s a pop song. Welcome to pop culture club, ATL!

Yola says, “Throw Your Middle Fangers In The Air”
And scream “Hell To the Fuck Naw.” The newest ATLer to burst through the trap scene, Yola (aka Lil Yola aka Yola da Great) brings much more grit to his rhymes than those that have come before him. Before you catch onto a new ATLer, a new one seems to grow out of the woodworks. The south’s rap Mecca, ATL now wields tastes for almost anyone: Snap (rap’s r&b/pop) and Crunk (rap/pop) dominate. But now with Yola on the come up along with Lil’ Weavah, Dro, Jody Breeze, Joc, Jeezy and many others, the Trap style is making headway. Majors are cherry picking talent out of the ATL so fast, it seems anyone who can have a few noteworthy singles make just make it. Good Luck to Yola – props to your gritty and hopefully truer image. So "when it gets gangsta" turn to Yola!

http://www.sendspace.com/file/k1q59f
yola bout our biz

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yola fuck yall

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yola aint nobody

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yola addicted

http://rapidshare.de/files/23738050/dj_unk_ft._yola_da_great-dont_make_us.mp3.html
yola dj unk dont make us

http://www.sendmefile.com/00341243
yola aint gon let up

http://www.sendspace.com/file/uaz393
yola dfb standing on the block

http://www.sendspace.com/file/u5a3jk
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david banner yola get money

http://www.sendspace.com/file/0s4aih
willie joe yola get em got em

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