There was a distraction from the Grammys on Sunday. It distracted me for almost half an hour. Twitter too, it seems, because it was trending for a while…
A red band trailer for Straight Outta Compton was released.
Have you seen it yet?
It opens with Dre and Ice Cube returning home, talking about what it was like, then, and featuring some of the current faces of hip-hop, like The Game and an adorable Kendrick Lamar, talking about how NWA influenced their careers, their lives, the business. And then, at 1:05, we open on Paul Giamatti’s voice (I f-cking LOVE how he picks his projects), hydraulics, and… holy sh-t, Cube’s son looks and sounds EXACTLY like him.
For me though, it was this lyric:
“Cruisin’ down the street in my 6-4” and I was right back in high school. Listening to my Walkman during history class, pretending to study. Back then, at 15/16, I won’t lie and pretend like I knew the reality of it. That it wasn’t anything other than cool beats and basement parties and the t-shirt. And the false sense of badassery that accompanied saying F-ck Tha Police.
But then you meet people and you learn things. And years later you watch the news, the news over the last six months. Suddenly 2015 could be 1987.