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Hip-Hop Fad-Followers Missing The Whole Point

Music of individuality diluted by endorsements, corporate rip-offs

by Tonya Jameson Charlotte Observer

A couple of Christmases ago, my brother and I argued over boots. He

wears Timberlands. I wear Dr. Martens.

He challenged my blackness since I refused to spend $100 for

Timberlands, the brand of choice among many hip-hop fans. For me,

it's about durability and comfort; I paid $100 for Docs I'd worn

since 1993.

I explained that being black doesn't mean you have to be like other

hip-hop fans, that you have to wear Timberlands. Recent studies that

show more young African Americans are drinking champagne reminded me

of that Christmas argument.

Knowing my brother, if I show up at Christmas dinner with a bottle of

Veuve Clicquot, he will tell me I should drink Moet, Cristal or Dom

Perignon -- the preferred champagnes of Jay-Z, the late Notorious

B.I.G. and Sean Combs.

I love my younger brother, but I loathe the follower mentality that

oppresses many hip-hop fans. Hip-hop was a culture of individualism

and rebellion from the late '70s to the late '80s. Chuck D once

called rap "the CNN of black people."

Today, rap is the Home Shopping Network. Too many hip-hop fans

mindlessly flock from one brand name to another, trying to be like 50

Cent or whoever else graces the cover of The Source and Vibe

magazines.

The wine industry is the latest beneficiary of brand-obsessed rappers

who have traded in tales of street life to become living billboards

for luxury items. Impressionable fans follow their whims, drinking

Cristal and Moet, along with Courvoisier and Hypnotiq. They wear Air

Force Ones, a bland tennis shoe, and stuff by Gucci, Prada, Louis

Vuitton and Burberry.

"Black people want to associate themselves with class, with taste,

with wealth," said Atlanta rapper Cee-Lo. "That's why name brands are

important."

It's good to see young black celebrities enjoy the benefits of their

labors and expose others to the high life. However, most hip-hop fans

aren't millionaires and can't afford to waste money pretending to be

ballers. What's worse is that we're wasting our money on someone

else's fantasy: items mentioned in songs.

Name-checking brands started out innocently enough in the mid-'80s.

The biggest example was Run-DMC's "My Adidas," in which they use a

pair of tennis shoes to tell the story of all the places they've

been. It wasn't until Run-D.M.C. became famous that Adidas realized

it could make money off the group. The athletic company gave the trio

an endorsement deal.

By the time Busta Rhymes released "Pass the Courvoisier" in 2001,

mentioning products in songs felt fake. The cognac company didn't pay

Busta for the song, but it raised sales of the cognac in the United

States. The rapper's management company later signed a promotional

deal with Courvoisier's parent company. Same thing happened for

Nelly. His song "Air Force Ones" eventually landed him a signature

shoe with Nike.

Now, it's clearly calculated. Hip-hop is a $5 billion industry and

companies want to tap the loyal fan base. A study by New Media

Strategies found that 60 percent of consumers who consider themselves

to be hip-hop fans said they are more likely to see films or buy

products, clothes or video games if they feature their favorite hip-

hop artist.

Record companies know that many hip-hop fans are followers. Last

year, a Fortune magazine article noted an Epic Records memo that

offered to place products into the song lyrics of B2K and other pop

artists for a fee. A representative from another record company

recently told me her company's artists would no longer mention brand

names without a contract with the owner of the brand. (The

representative declined to be named.)

At this rate, name-checking products in songs will be as organic as

Kid Rock's rap phase. These days, fans don't know if they're

imitating artists' real tastes or if their blind loyalty is being

pimped to the highest bidder.

"Making the world go around with all that influence, and ain't going

nowhere," said Cee-Lo.

Hip-hop fans have the economic clout to shape communities, to

influence politics, but too many of us waste it trying to live in the

fantasy world of music videos. Wake up.

************************************************************************* CLIX MORE LOVE MY WAY! *************************************************************************

11:19 a.m. - Friday, Dec. 26, 2003

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