I’m getting too old to be calling names

Hit Me – Mystikal

It’s always a bit weird taking in the art of morally-dubious folks. Obviously, that idea is very much in the news these days with the latest rounds of general horribleness re: Woody Allen. And I’ve plenty of conversations over the years about whether it’s acceptable to enjoy Roman Polanski movies, or whether it should matter to us that James Brown assaulted his wife with a lead pipe. And the relationship between violence and rap music is obviously well covered.

I’m not quite so committed to the idea of transferable culpability that I think art can be categorically dismissed due to the sins of its creator. But on the other hand, there’s something deeply creepy and unsettling about enjoying the good work of bad people. but on the other other hand, I also very strongly oppose the idea that people should be defined by their worst deeds.

All of which brings me to this song from Mystikal, who is one of New Orleans rap’s elder statesmen these days. He served six years in jail for sexual battery (effectively, rape) from 2004-2010. And since then has been back in and out of jail for various issues of battery, violating parole, etc. Given all that, I had pretty much completely forgotten about him. But then I heard this song and was reminded of just how great his mix of funk, rap, and New Orleans horns can really be. It’s fitting in so many ways that this song is sort of a tribute to James Brown.

He hasn’t released an album since 2001, but supposedly a new one is on its way. I have to admit that I’m excited to hear it.

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