It’s hard to believe I remember what it was like BEFORE (C)rap music. Disco was everpresent in my early childhood and then sorta faded, with the remnants of the great Motown era still hanging around.
When rap first came on the scene, it was initially harmless and funny, but before the ‘80s were out, it had descended from guys doing neat moves and spinning on their back and making weird sound effects with their mouths to an ugly, drug-fueled, misogynistic and ultraviolent cult, inextricably linked to the Black criminal underclass (which sadly, each feeding off the other — meaning it dragged down Black culture, and then the culture dragged down the music even more, so on and so forth).
It is the national anthem of the feral class. I, for one, wish it had never come into being. We’d all have been better off for it.