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This is the Life hails the god MCs of West Coast hip-hop, 20 years later

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

Something mystical must have seeped through L.A.’s smog near the dawn of the 1990s. What else would account for the birth of a heady hip-hop movement, more god-like than gangsta?

No, this is not another ode to Dr. Dre and the N.W.A. legacy, West Coast icons though they remain. But while they capitalized off of L.A.’s legendary, gang-banging lifestyle, a collective of unheard MCs were busy representing the Good Life.

Like the steady proliferation of wack MCs, rap documentaries flood the digital airspace faster than it takes to download “exclusive” footage nowadays. To the contrary, This is the Life should be required viewing for a hip-hop generation stuck on YouTube.

It chronicles the largely unknown but influential underground scene that organically sprouted in December ’89 from a health food spot called the Good Life Café in Leimert Park. Responsible for spawning lyrical giants including the members of Freestyle Fellowship (Myka 9, Aceyalone, Self Jupiter, Peace), Chali2na, Medusa, Ellay Khule, Chillin Villain Empire, Volume Ten, Pigeon John and a host of others, the weekly Good Life freestyle hip-hop battles became the breeding ground for the Left Coast’s fertile, underground intelligentsia. Not only did the scene uplift a culture, it impacted an industry even as it remained oblivious to the narrowly defined aesthetics of commercial rap.

As a result, the majority of the Good Life MCs never received their just shine — West Coast sunsets notwithstanding. Now available on DVD (at GoodLifeLove.com), the award-winning 2007 documentary — which also makes its cable premiere tonight on Showtime, Fri., April 3 — aims to change that.

We talked with the film’s director, Ava DuVernay, who witnessed it all as one-half of the Good Life duo Figures of Speech, to see how she found herself cast in the middle of a movement it took hindsight to truly appreciate.

When most people think about West Coast hip-hop in the ’90s, gangster rap is the first thing that comes to mind. Did the Good Life scene spark as a direct alternative to that?

They were really running parallel. But the thing is, at the time in Los Angeles, the Good Life scene was the big deal in town. If you lived here, and you were into hip-hop at a certain age, you had the Good Life, you were about that type of lyrical styling, styling really fast, that moving, kind of creative lyrical quality. Gangster rap was kind of corny, but that was what the radio was loving and that was what people were seeing from us. But if you lived here and you were into hip-hop, nobody was really trying to do that.

That’s kind of like Atlanta now. The sound that Atlanta is known for nationally and internationally, people in Atlanta who are really into hip-hop are like ‘This is so corny.’
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Interview: J*DaVeY brings testosterone and vomit to ATL, Sat., March 14

Thursday, March 12th, 2009

They’ve been called the black Eurythmics. They even ate pancakes with Prince.

And all of that before dropping their first official release, last year’s double EP The Beauty in Distortion/Land of the Lost.

Yep, the genre-mashing, L.A.-based duo J*Davey is kind of a big deal. Which is why we lept at the chance to e-mail Jack Davey (the female singer with the dude’s name) and Brook D’Leau (the male producer with the chick’s name) some questions in advance of their Sat., March 14 Atlanta concert at Sugarhill (see show info below).

The first couple of electro-pop/future-soul/fill-in-the-blank-fusion explains how the right mixture of testosterone and vomit can create a beautiful love child.

Jack, on top of rocking a dude’s name, your lyrics and stage show drip with feminine sexuality, yet you convey a strength that’s almost masculine. Ever feel like you’re walking a tightrope between the two?

Jack: Not really. The music forces certain things out of me that I wasn’t previously aware of, so I just go with it without really thinking about it. I’m simply a vessel at the whim of the genius. I feel as though I embody a little bit of everything a lover wants his/her girl to be: strong, confident, sexy, yet vulnerable. The boy’s name is really just a moniker for the adventurous spirit, the little gypsy pirate who comes along to shake things up a bit. It’s funny … my nutritionist recently told me that I have high levels of testosterone, which explains why the music and the stage show are so sexually charged. I have the hormones of a 16-year-old boy. Lucky me!
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