We all know that hip-hop is fast becoming the real universal language, but really: what can we yanks, who invented it, learn from a bunch of down under rappers? More than you'd think, as it turns out. Untainted by the need for harder-than-you posturing that pervasive in both the American mainstream and underground, the Melbourne quintet Curse ov Dialect deliver a reminder of how much fun hip-hop used to be in its late '80s/early '90s heyday, before groups like De La Soul and Stetsasonic learned all of the things that they weren't supposed to be able to get away with. The goofy kitchen sink production is the star - every sonic square inch is packed with some new element, from strings and chants to nursery rhymes and ethnic samples of every type. And the freewheeling rhymes, only some of which indulge in the expected multi-cultural preachiness, provide another link to hip-hop's quickly receding history. When's the last time you heard an emcee say "laughter is the best medicine" and mean it. - Graffiti |