From the current regrets issue:
Charles Mudede, associate editor of The Stranger, regrets that I Want My Name Back, a documentary about the most important piece of music in the history of hiphop, "Rapper's Delight," was only attended by one person during its entire run at Northwest Film Forum. Can you believe that? Out of the 600,000 individuals in this rappity rap city, only one cared enough to watch a movie about the founding document of hiphop.Anybody rapping today owes a serious debt to the Sugarhill Gang. Their "Rapper's Delight" broke hiphop right out of the ghetto and made it commercially viable. As I wrote in my review:
It is by no means unreasonable to argue that if "Rapper's Delight" had not been recorded, hiphop would have briefly lived and quietly died in the confines of NYC's metropolitan area. The event of "Rapper's Delight" transmitted this unknown and radically new urban culture across the entire surface of this world.And yet, only one person in our big city took the time to watch this documentary—a documentary about the rise and fall of the men who introduced hiphop to millions. Only! One! Person!
2
Comments (2) RSS