So that high-yellow motherfucker Adam Serwer, a fantastic blogger and good friend, is getting his own bloggy digs over at The American Prospect. To which we say: congrats. This is a good look, and he deserves it.
But.
This dude is dead wrong on one of the most important issues of our day: the relative musical merits of E. Badu and Jill Scott. Now, I will grant that Jill is a better singer than Erykah (and most folks for that matter). And yes, she hails from the greatest city that ever citied, be looking rather right, created the album that was the soundtrack to my first real relationship, was introduced to the world by my favorite group, and has cultivated a reputation as a monstrous live act.
But there’s nothing on her resume, to my mind, that can touch the excellence of Mama’s Gun. It’s not even close. Me and this cat once had an extended argument about this in a bar. He brought up the fact that Jill stole Dave Chappelle’s Block Party. To which I say: come on, duke. Kobe Bryant has more range on his jumper than Michael Jordan ever did, but Jordan was a superior player. (There will people who argue this point as well, and I don’t know why you keep friends with people with such bad judgment. They can’t be trusted, and will let you walk out the house looking a damn mess and not tell you.)
Adam was on the wrong side of this debate, and thus, of history. And he remains there. Jackass.