I LOVE this song!!! I thought I would 'cos I love most of what Jay-Z does, but with Chris....I dunno, I just wasn't sure if it would work, or just be plain cheesy.

 

BUT I LOVE IT!!!! :cheesy:

Stupid Question:

What about that one minute rap Jay-Z helped Chris with? The one where Chris grabbed his crotch ( :rolleyes: ) and it was a hit in NYC night clubs??? I'd like to hear that...

^^Hmmm never heard of it...

This one:

 

Chris Martin has recorded a hip-hop track with Jay-Z. The Coldplay frontman - famous for penning melodic hits - sang the vocals on the yet unnamed hip-hop tune for the rapper's new album.

 

Chris was reportedly so impressed with the urban sounds that he decided to try his hand at mc-ing, but his efforts will not be featured on the album.

 

A source told Britain's Daily Star newspaper: "Jay taught him a verse and he was recorded doing about a minute of it.

 

"It's not for Jay's album, it's just a bit of fun. Chris loved it and had a

 

laugh holding the microphone like a rapper and grabbing his crotch while he was rhyming."

 

Despite getting snubbed by Jay-Z, Chris's rap has turned out to be a hit

with the New York club scene, where the sample has been welcomed by rap fans. The source added: "It's now on a mix-tape doing the rounds in New York."

 

Chris - who is married to actress Gwyneth Paltrow - has previously also collaborated with Kanye West and the Streets rapper Mike Skinner.

 

http://www.tonight.co.za/index.php?fArticleId=3461439&fSectionId=348&fSetId=251

any chance anyone will have lyrics? I LOVE this song! :D :D

 

erm... i 'm kind of confused on some of the words too

here i dunno if this is any good

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmjyRB_WNKU and I downloaded it on limewire, so its definatly on that-if ya have got that....its such a good song!! can't find ne lyrics (sry!)

I LOVE this song!!! I thought I would 'cos I love most of what Jay-Z does, but with Chris....I dunno, I just wasn't sure if it would work, or just be plain cheesy.

 

BUT I LOVE IT!!!! :cheesy:

 

I agree...I wasn't expecting much from Jay-Z's album, but once I found out he did a song with Chris, I checked it out, and it was awesome!!!!

here are the lyrics:

 

(Jay Z)

Life is but a dream to me i dont wanna wake up

30 odd years without having my cake up

so im bout my pap-er

24/7, 365, 366 in the leap year

i dont know why we here

since we gotta be here

life is but a beach chair (chair,chair,chair)

went from having shabby clothes

to crossing over Abbey road

and my angels singing to me (are you happy HOV?)

i just hope im hearing right

karma's got me fearing like

Colleek are you praying for me

see i got demons in my past so i got daughters on the way

if the Prophecy's correct than the child shall have to pay

for the sins of the father

so i barter my tommorrows against my yesterdays

in hopes that she'll be O.K.

and when i'm no longer here

to shade her face from the glare

I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter

and a new beach chair

 

(chorus)

I hear my angels sing (life is just a dream 4x)

 

life is but a dream to me

gun shots sing to these

other guys but lullabies don't mean a thing to me

I'm not afraid of dyin'

I'm afraid of not tryin'

everyday hit every wave like im Hawaiian

i don't surf the net

no i never been on myspace

too busy letting my voice vibrate

carving out my space

in this world of fly girls

cut Throats in diamond cut ropes i twirls

business round corners where the sun don't shine

i let the wheels give a glimpse of hope in ones grind

some said "Hov how you get so fly"

i said from not being afraid to fall out the sky

my physicals a shell so when i say farewell

my soul will find an even higher plane to dwell

so fly you shall so have no fear

just know that life is but a beach chair (chair, chair, chair)

 

(Chorus)

 

life is but a dream cant mimic my life

im the thinnest cut slice

inner cut the winners cup

where winters rough enough to interrupt life

thats why im both saint and sinner...nice

this is jay everyday no compromise

no compas comes with this life just eyes

so to map it out you must look inside

sure books can guide you but your heart defines you chica

your corazon is what brought us on

your great shape like Heidi Klum mighty (gone?, god?) i am on

permanent vaca life is but a beach chair

songs like a hallmark card until you reach here

tilda she's here

and she's declared

free air

i will prepare

a blueprint for you to print a map for you to get back

a guide for your eyes just so you wont lose in

I'll make it stink for you to think i ain't these versus

full of pro's so you wont get con'd out your 2 cents

my last pair of testaments i leave in heir

my share of roc-a-fella records and a shiny new beach chair

 

(chorus)

^ I think the chorus is a little off.

Yeah...I can't figure out what Chris is singing after "Life is just a dream" and its really bugging me. Something about waking up but I don't know what.

Pitchfork reviewed "Kingdom Come"... well, read on. judge yourself...

 

...it's never a good sign when Chris Martin of Coldplay makes the best track on your record...

 

...The Beach Chair, of course, is not a beach chair; it is a metaphor for the hip-hop afterlife where all is happiness and one can wriggle his bare toes in the sand if one is not afraid to remove one's sneakers. (Jay was emasculated last summer by former Rocafella artist Cam'Ron for wearing sandals on the beach; Jay responds on "Dig a Hole" with, "It's like the disciples dissin' Jesus, becoming his rivals.")

 

It's on the final song, the Chris Martin production, that Jay's insecurities about getting old-- or worse, irrelevant-- are most naked. Over Martin's surprisingly decent-- if unsurprisingly epic, rock-ish beat-- Jay muses, "If the prophecy's correct, then the child should have to pay/ For the sins of the father/ So I bartered my tomorrow's against my yesterdays…/ I'm both saint and sinner…/ I'm on permanent vacay/ Life is but a beach chair/ This song's like a Hallmark card until you reach here." Instead of just making a song about how nice it is to be able to sit on the beach, Jay defensively blows a ridiculous image up into a meditation on life. It's strange to the point of discomfort at first, but it becomes oddly compelling...

 

full review: http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/record_review/39760/JayZ_Kingdom_Come

here are the lyrics:

 

(Jay Z)

Life is but a dream to me i dont wanna wake up

30 odd years without having my cake up

so im bout my pap-er

24/7, 365, 366 in the leap year

i dont know why we here

since we gotta be here

life is but a beach chair (chair,chair,chair)

went from having shabby clothes

to crossing over Abbey road

and my angels singing to me (are you happy HOV?)

i just hope im hearing right

karma's got me fearing like

Colleek are you praying for me

see i got demons in my past so i got daughters on the way

if the Prophecy's correct than the child shall have to pay

for the sins of the father

so i barter my tommorrows against my yesterdays

in hopes that she'll be O.K.

and when i'm no longer here

to shade her face from the glare

I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter

and a new beach chair

 

(chorus)

I hear my angels sing (life is just a dream 4x)

 

life is but a dream to me

gun shots sing to these

other guys but lullabies don't mean a thing to me

I'm not afraid of dyin'

I'm afraid of not tryin'

everyday hit every wave like im Hawaiian

i don't surf the net

no i never been on myspace

too busy letting my voice vibrate

carving out my space

in this world of fly girls

cut Throats in diamond cut ropes i twirls

business round corners where the sun don't shine

i let the wheels give a glimpse of hope in ones grind

some said "Hov how you get so fly"

i said from not being afraid to fall out the sky

my physicals a shell so when i say farewell

my soul will find an even higher plane to dwell

so fly you shall so have no fear

just know that life is but a beach chair (chair, chair, chair)

 

(Chorus)

 

life is but a dream cant mimic my life

im the thinnest cut slice

inner cut the winners cup

where winters rough enough to interrupt life

thats why im both saint and sinner...nice

this is jay everyday no compromise

no compas comes with this life just eyes

so to map it out you must look inside

sure books can guide you but your heart defines you chica

your corazon is what brought us on

your great shape like Heidi Klum mighty (gone?, god?) i am on

permanent vaca life is but a beach chair

songs like a hallmark card until you reach here

tilda she's here

and she's declared

free air

i will prepare

a blueprint for you to print a map for you to get back

a guide for your eyes just so you wont lose in

I'll make it stink for you to think i ain't these versus

full of pro's so you wont get con'd out your 2 cents

my last pair of testaments i leave in heir

my share of roc-a-fella records and a shiny new beach chair

 

(chorus)

 

"ill give hermy share of carol's daughter"

MY NAME!!!!!!!:D :D :D

Pitchfork reviewed "Kingdom Come"... well, read on. judge yourself...

 

 

 

 

 

full review: http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/record_review/39760/JayZ_Kingdom_Come

 

 

the second part described how I felt. I thought the song was going to be able women and sitting on a beach but it's much deeper than that.

!!!! What exactly do they mean when they say that "It's never a good sign when Chris Martin of Coldplay makes the best track on your record" ??????

 

Those losers!!!! :angry:

Reviews are stupid anyway, people shouldn't read them to get advice on whether to buy an album or not. They should listen to them themselves.

^^Agreed. Same with movies.

I'm not a very big Hiphop fan, but well this is strange at the beginning but later on I get some feeling with it :)

It feels relaxed.

Don't forget to sign the petition !

Jay-Z - Kingdom Come Review

 

Jigga returns...

 

You think I'm in the office, I'm off my grind

That's how kids become orphans – you lost your mind

I keep my enemies close, I give ‘em enough rope

They put themselves in the air, I just kick away the chair

* "Dig A Hole"

 

Forget the retirement. Forget "I Declare War". Forget Def Jam, Nas, Jimmy Jones and Beyonce. It's 2006. Can big Jigga still dominate the backboard like he did before the Dirty South took over? Beyond the music, is Jay-Z really the "Mike Jordan of recordin"? If so, which one will we see – Bulls or Wizards? Does Jay-Z have what it takes to be the 4th quarter clutch man for an industry in desperate need of an "event album" (like he's promised)? Only time will tell, and that time is upon us now.

 

Jay-Z

KINGDOM COME

Roc-a-Fella Records

2006

 

Deluxe limited-edition version features a double wide CD package encased in a ruby-red slip case. Jay-Z in his more familiar Yankees hat-wearing late-90's B-Boy era greets us on the cover. But when you remove the ruby-red slip case, his evolution into the wide lenses-wearing playboy CEO of today is revealed. Same deal on the flipside with the image-altering red vinyl. Jay-Z tips his hat without the cover, and magically turns around when the red cover slip is replaced. This optical illusion continues on the inside with the rhymes "All this from singing songs coming up though we thought slinging raw was the end all, be all" being visible without the slip, and continuing with "to being rich, didn't we – little did I know my mo potent delivery would deliver me, kingpin of the ink pen". Bonus DVD includes his live concert in England with behind the scenes footage as well as the video for "Show Me What You Got". CD booklet includes lyrics for every song in this 14-track collection. No filler, straight raw.

 

"The Prelude" opens the disc with a breezy B-Money instrumental built off the back of a Mel & Tim sample ("Keep the Faith"). Here, Jigga rocks the practically-Rat Pack era beat with a NY flare that's straight out of high school. His lyrics are cultured and comfortable yet his flow hungry and urgent. He spits one steady verse that lays all his cards on the table ("forget this rap shit, I need a new hustle – a lil bit of everything, the new improved rustle"). This segues into the first of many Just Blaze bangers called "Oh My God". Jigga's obsession with his age continues as he states "when you sixteen coming through roofless, yeah ya boy ruthless" and calling his younger peers "baby baller toy rappers". Just Blaze whips a "Whipping Post" sample by Genya Ravan into another soul-charged cry that will rattle Acuras from Manchester-by-the-Sea to Sacramento. "When your ten years in, holla back then". Next up is the title track "Kingdom Come", produced again by Just Blaze. This is his "Super Freak"-sampled battle rap towards every critic and rival in the business. Lyrically this could be the most challenging, dense, entertaining song on the entire disc. But after a whole weekend of analysis, complete with many clouds of marijuana smoke, I just can't dig this beat. Why "Super Freak" the most overused and tiresome sample in Hip Hop? I'll just wait for an eventual mash-up of Jigga's rhymes over an equally-hot instrumental before calling this one a classic.

 

"Show Me What You Got" is the lead single and has been blowing up the mixtape scene for a while. Matter of fact, the bonus DVD plays this track over the title screen. Opens with that old "Rump Shaker" intro before exploding into a frenzied musical sound scape that soars from luxury liners in the Bahamas to concert halls in London, England. Absolutely epic-level, regal Hip Hop anthem that even King Booker could be proud of. This is a complete attempt at wide scale commercial appeal that will certainly touch the same millions of aging white hipsters that helped propel Speakerboxxx/Love Below into the stratosphere. Only Jigga could pull off this kind of blatant pandering with some modicum of class. Next up is "Lost Ones", a track is "not a diss song, it's just a real song". Over a mellow Dr. Dre (and Mark Batson) head nodder, Jigga rocks the sparse piano loop and crisp snares with his own brand of tender soul bearing. He addresses Dame Dash ("I heard muthaphuckkers say they made HOV – then make another HOV"), his now ex-flame(?) Beyonce ("I don't think it's meant to be, B – for she loves her work more than she does me") and even the car accident that killed his little nephew. For a player who was mostly known for his chilly demeanor this is a welcome respite in the vein of "Song Cry" and "Soon You'll Understand". This song also made the mixtape rounds a while ago.

 

"Do You Wanna Ride" is stacked in his favor (featuring board work by Kanye West and crooning by John Legend), but still falls a little flat in the center. Maybe it's his heavy-handed attempt at being thought-provoking and deep that has me thinking the CEO of Hip Hop took a page out of Nas' rhyme book. This is the song that mysterious quote in the CD jacket came from (see above). Overcoming that minor road bump is the Dr. Dre produced "30 Something" – an epic attempt at trend setting and the pinnacle of Jay-Z's fixation on old age. He's basically trying to reverse everything Cam'Ron espoused when he said "if 16 year olds don't give a fuck about it neither do I". Whereas Jigga's opening track "The Prelude" harkened back to high school ciphers, "30 Something" takes that image and trashes it. He talks about his whips ("I'm young enough to know the right car to buy yet grown enough not to put rims on it"), the clothes that Dip Set ridiculed (""I used to let them pants sag… now I'm all grown up") and other adult things like "black cards" and "good credit". The sermon is complete with a brash hook that says "30 is the new 20, n***a – I'm still on fire". This could go either way with me cuz in another 5 years I'll be 30, but it the same time it brings back unpleasant memories of his 1996 debut (when he took rap away from me and said you now had to be rich to enjoy it). This could be a slick rebuttal or even more fodder for his foes. But it does have a Dr. Dre beat.

 

"I Made It" is a soul-drenched ode to his mother ala "Dear Mama". Produced by DJ Khalil, "I Made It" utilizes live instrumentation to paint a perfect picture of maternal appreciation. Switching gears 180 degrees comes "Anything", featuring Usher and Pharrell and produced by his Neptunes brand. Strictly for the strip clubs. It is what it is. Contrary to "Lost Ones" where Jigga apparently ended his relationship with Beyonce, the former Destiny's Child member appears on his next track, "Hollywood". Sounds like he could be analyzing their relationship beneath the bright glare of a million camera lenses, but he's also painting a picture of the same scene that stole away Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Janis Joplin and James Belushi (all mentioned by name in his final verse). This song perfectly captures the glitz, glamour and seedy underbelly of the American dream all in one take. "Hollywood – the most addictive drug in the world!" Changing up the vibe comes "Trouble" where Jigga promises he's "never gonna change" over another Dr. Dre/Mark Batson smash. Dark, street corner rap that also bleeds over into the subterranean "Dig A Hole" (featuring Sterling Simms) which immediately follows. This is Swizz Beats lone contribution to Kingdom Come and he comes correct with a murky, high-octane instrumental that bumps hard under Jay-Z's pristine flow. Once again Jordan isn't a deep enough metaphor, so Jigga relates himself to God on the microphone ("let's open our bibles").

 

"Minority Report" opens with a news montage from Hurricane Katrina and the chopping of a dozen ghetto birds in the background. Mafia strings opens a moody instrumental that bangs with lunch room percussion. Produced solely by Dr. Dre, "Minority Report" allows Jigga to touch on the political predicaments plaguing the Hip Hop nation in 2006 and beyond. His flow is delicate and fluctuates between cracked syllables and a strained, teary-eyed delivery. Various sound bites litter the hook, including Kanye's infamous "Bush don't care about black people" barb. Pretty heady stuff for a guy that once only rapped about bitches and jewels. Wrapping up the set, is the mystical highly-touted collaboration with Coldplay's Chris Martin called "Beach Chair". I guess that's where we can find the CEO of Hip Hop these days, since he's all grown up. Lyrically this song is powerful, and the lush instrumental only adds to its potency.

 

The 411: If we do disregard all the extracurricular intangibles surrounding this record like I suggested in the opening passage, we would be doing this record a disservice. By limiting the events that combined to make this an "event record", we risk reducing it to just another rap release. Beyond his CEO maneuverings, mainstream appeal and path of broken bodies, we're left with a collection of music that could stand on its own merits without any crutches or stilts. But the question is, does it live up to the hype? It's true he tackles more difficult and personal issues than he has on any other record up to this point, but aside from some vocal inflections his flow never changes. No demure southern delivery or any blatant stabs at hyphy, crunk or snap appeal. But no Brooklyn stylee or double-time lyrics either. He limits his guest appearances to hooks so nobody can say he gave up the spotlight on his own project. And of course his production team is an All-Star cast. Funny how Game couldn't get a Dr. Dre beat but Jigga sure does. Not only that, Dr. Dre mixed every single song on this album. So he had his hand in the pot on this one since day one. Overall you can see Jay-Z is still smarting from the age confliction we have going on in the game today – a little dilemma I like to call "The Jerry Lawler Complex of Rap". He's really trying hard to change the perception that Hip Hop is a young mans sport. I believe he has the skill to make that transition complete. This is a well-rounded record that touches every area of the globe without compromising it's homegrown East Coast ideals. There are a few clunkers here that keep this from becoming a pure classic, and it's very much like a Black Album Part II. But it's still one of the most consistently entertaining and enriching releases of the past 12 months. And to all those people still salted that Jay-Z never called Snitch Set out by name, I say "fuck that – that's what Tru Life is for".

 

Final Score: 8.0 [ Very Good ]

 

http://www.411mania.com/music/album_reviews/47789/Jay-Z---Kingdom-Come-Review.htm

Pitchfork is always very harsh with their reviews. Basically to get a good review on pitchfork you need to be a new indie band. Very few commercially successful artists get really good reviews there, although some do, like Justin Timberlake. You should read their Coldplay reviews - ouch.

Jay-Z enters golden years

 

Jay-Z’s new album Kingdom Come was inevitable. I don’t know of a single person who truly took the rapper at his word when he announced his retirement. It was a little like when Michael Jordan retired for the first time: You knew he’d come back. Competitive people like Jay can’t sit idly and watch the world pass them by. The impetus that pushes someone to spend their every waking moment fixated on some object, whether it is playing, shooting hoops, or in Jay-Z’s case, rapping, rarely wanes. For Jay, his retirement never really ever took effect. He still continued to provide guest verses for a multitude of rappers, all the while producing songs for his girlfriend Beyoncé Knowles and managing to find the time to serve as the CEO of Def Jam Records. What a retirement indeed.

Kingdom Come is a strong return for the rapper. Though not as good as its predecessor The Black Album, this one is by no means a disappointment. Here, his imperative is to prove why is he still relevant in spite of age (he’s 38, and, in hip-hop years, he’s a senior citizen). “30’s the new 20 nigga/ I’m on fire still,” he asserts on the album’s first track “30 Something.” Jay-Z’s biggest worry, which he hides behind a mask of bravado, is that there is no precedent for somone like him. All the great rappers had done most of their best work before slowly fading into irrelevance, or worse yet, death. 2Pac is gone. Notorious B.I.G. too. What’s was Kool Moe up to when he was 38? And the less said about LL Cool J the better.

 

One of the good things about buying a rap album is that even if you don’t like the rapper, you can still enjoy the instrumental beats in the background. Here, the list of producers is like the Yankees roster: it’s full of all-stars. You’ve got Pharell, Kanye West, Just Blaze, Dr. Dre, Swizz Beats, and even Chris Martin of Coldplay fame. All contribute impressive music that works in tantamount with Jay-Z’s lyrics to produce poppy hip-hop designed to appeal to the masses without injuring his street credibility. The album’s first single, “Show Me What You Got,” has already become a YouTube staple in large part because of its music video, a homage to the James Bond eras of the past. The song is a hooky party anthem assembled out of a Public Enemy sample by producer Just Blaze. Another noteworthy track is “Minority Report,” a sobering song on the 2005 Hurricane Katrina disaster. The mournful and melancholy beat, supplied by Dr. Dre, provides a perfect background to Jay-Z’s plaintive lyrics about the many lives lost in the carnage. Stepping out of his J.O.V.E. persona, he honestly chastises himself for doing too little to help out: “Sure I ponied up a mill/ but I didn’t give my time/ So in reality I didn’t give a dime, or a damn.”With this album Jay-Z has become a hip-hop anomaly. He is the oldest and most successful rapper currently on scene. He has become in many ways the face of hip-hop, rap’s most successful export. Unlike other superstars in the genre, he’s been able to commercilize his success without sacrificing his credibility. Maybe that’s why he’s so remarkable. Here is a man who dealt cocaine and marijuana, slept on other people’s couches, was rejected by girls who thought he was “too ugly and wouldn’t touch [him].” Now, he is one of the spokesmen for Hewlett Packard Computers. A record mogul. He is the American Dream personified. An individual who through sheer hard work and perseverance became rich and successful. Retirement was undoubtedly a bad idea for someone like him. After all, he can’t rest. He’s got many more stories to tell and rhymes to create.

 

http://maroon.uchicago.edu/online_edition/voices/2006/11/21/jay-z-enters-golden-years/

JIGGA WHAT? COMEBACK DISC HAS 99 PROBLEMS

 

 

 

Midas touch that earned Jay-Z the crown to the realm of rap is more tarnish than gold on his first post-retirement album, "Kingdom Come" - officially out today.

 

Adversity has been Jay-Z's bread 'n' butter over the past decade, from his milestone debut, "Reasonable Doubt," through his mid-career classic "The Blueprint" and his almost-final "The Black Album."

 

But on this new disc, it sounds like Jay-Z hasn't been hungry for years.

 

Opening the hourlong record with "The Prelude" and "Oh My God," Jay-Z, takes the opportunity to remind us who he was and who he thinks he's become. The kid from the projects, who dealt and rapped his way up to become the president of Def Jam Records, is preoccupied with his own celebrity, his new Hollywood pals, and what flavor Rolex he's going to wear on a given day.

 

The needle on the keeping-it-real-gauge is pointing to empty.

 

Jay-Z tries to conjure Tony Montana-style fear, but it's hard to shake and quake over a guy who's "in the Volvo puffing on the la la, running from the po po." The po po don't want to arrest Jay-Z anymore, they want his autograph.

 

He also is harsh with young rappers trying to snatch his golden crown. He barks on one track, "Now these baby ballers, toy rappers, calling out my name trying to bring the boy backwards." To sissy-slap the usurpers, Hova snipes "What you call money I paid more in taxes." Ouch, that stings.

 

Even Jay admits he's a little long in the tooth while riffing on the number 38: "I used to think rapping at 38 was ill, but last year alone I grossed 38 mill, I know I ain't quite 38, but still."

 

Rap isn't exclusively a young man's game, but between Jay-Z's name-dropping of Hollywood types, his fixation on his own wealth and the milquetoast boasts, the man seems old and wistful for the days when he had 99 problems.

 

For the most part, the beats on the disc are everything you'd expect.

 

The production is polished, featuring the familiar approach of producer Blaze (who was a draftsman on "The Blueprint") as well as Dr. Dre and Kanye West.

 

Blaze burns best on the title track where he samples Rick James' "Super Freak" with almost as much success as Hammer did when he nailed it in "U Can't Touch This."

 

For the best glimpses of in-his-prime Jay-Z, check out the Dre-produced "Trouble" where the rapper finds his edge. Other tracks that please are the slow-burn groove on the introspective "Lost Ones" and the bouncy lady-killer track "Show Me What You Got."

 

The worst of the album is the wimped-out, repetitive "Beach Chair," where Jay-Z cuts with white-bread Brit rocker Chris Martin of the band Coldplay. The song intermingles an industrial backbeat with a melody inspired by Asian scales. This is one of those songs that Jay-Z will regret as much as he loathed "Sunshine" and "I Know What Girls Like."

 

It's a comeback album that makes you wish he stayed away a little longer and got it right.

 

http://www.nypost.com/seven/11212006/entertainment/music/jay_walking_music_dan_aquilante.htm

^that last one- ouch.

Why are people so hard on Chris? The track is not HORRIFYING.

lol, sometimes I read reviews like that and just laugh ... as i just have. It's weird how you can become a music journalist for a newspaper like the NYPost and still not have a clue about what good music is.

 

"Beach Chair" is not for everyone, but to say that its horrible is just false. Technically speaking it is a very well done track, well produced, creative chords. The fact that it is a manufactured beat made by two producers in two different countries, who didn't even speak about their vision for the track, doesn't even affect the quality of the song instrumentally - this is largely because two of the most innovative, progressive and popularly accepted artists of the past decade (in Dre's case more than a decade) worked on it. But I mean think about it, Chris writing the chords, playing them on the synth, and adding vocals, and then dre adding strings and drums to it.

 

Anyways, the lyrics of the song are also what make Beach Chair not for everyone. A lot of typical Jay-Z fans are going to find it hard to accept a humble, emotionally explicit Jigga. A lot of Chris fans listen to the song expecting to hear something less bass and percussion heavy. But it doesnt change the fact that the song is solid. I'm a big fan haha, as everyone whose read this thread knows I guess ...