Who says you can’t mix country western music and underground hip-hop… well, everybody, actually. Everybody BUT Dallas’ own Pimpadelic. The fact that nephew of the incredibly racist prick David Allen Coe, can start a rap group truly astounds me. That’s like the Hitler Family opening a New York deli or something. We are truly living in a new world.
I didn’t get a copy of Southern Devils, but I did look at a picture of the album cover online. It looks like the back of my Uncle Chucks belt except his says “Chuck” and this said something about hog swallowing or something.
It starts off like most Kid Rock records, I assume, with Track One. That one was named something and so were the others. There were like four songs or so about racism in the United States and how there’s a sensitive pimp in every cowboy just waiting to be black.
The rocked out for a good 15 minutes with Bubba on the jug, Colten on steel guitar, while Jesus wailed away on the Jew’s harp. The high point was track 2, a delightful little number called “Ho Down”. Very upbeat, old school style of country and rap music with the unforgettable lyrics “We be hangin’ at the hangin’ so grab a rope and throw a hoedown, throw you’re ho down”.
In the world of pimpin’, it’s not easy being an obese shit kicker with a coke problem. Hell, just being an overweight crackhead is tough enough. I think this record puts that across better than Everlast ever could have.
Damn, they really might know what it's like.
When the record I never listened to was over, I was changed man. I am more prepared for a world where the trailer parks are the new ghetto and rednecks understand what it means to be a black man in a white man’s world. Pimpadelic has definitely started a movement. Although it may be a bowel movement, a movement nonetheless.
