That and the fact that he rhymes intelligently about the lives of the 99%. The one element though, which threads through his incredible discography and which has earned him cult status, is his lyrical dexterity. Supported by DJ Revolution on the decks, Pharoahe Monch deftly moved between old and new tracks. Jo’burg, you know we living in the jungle.” “Yo, Ghana, you know we living in the jungleĬape Town, you know we living in the jungle Like Bob Marley’s Concrete Jungle, the song imagines the city as a jungle where Darwin’s principle of survival of the fittest is the only law that applies, and one part of the chorus goes: From the beginning, the performance was as high-octane as those insane Busta Rhymes videos from the late 90s.ĭuring one of the show’s surreal moments, a white guy standing behind me shouted: “I love you Pharoahe Monch! We’re living in the jungle!” Then as if on cue the rapper segued to The Jungle, one of the standout tracks from P.T.S.D (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). The crowd went crazy when the evening’s headliner, Pharoahe Monch, sporting a Ché Guevara-like beard, appeared on stage shortly after midnight. “MCs speak of themselves, their neighbourhoods, the people around them, playing autobiographer, reporter and oral historian.” And in this way a particular experience, like growing up surrounded by hardship in Brooklyn, can become universal. “Unlike rhythm and blues, hip-hop has a strong memoiriostic impulse,” American urban music scribe, Touré, once wrote. The sincerity of his performance, more than his deep-toned voice, endeared him to the audience. To those not acquainted with the Brooklyn-born and Cape Town-based MC, he gave an emphatic account of himself during the 40 minutes or so he was on stage. TheCity also backed up the next act and one of the organisers of the show, Abdi ‘Whossane’ Hussein. Clement Carr on keys and synths and soulful University of Cape Town College of Music alumnus Bonji Mpanza on vocals provided most of the highlights. Indie urban electro outfit, TheCity, a band flying largely under the radar in Cape Town, gave an assured performance as the evening’s opening act. This was straight live from the underground. It was a noticeably low-key affair from the start: no road closures, winding queues, velvet ropes, or an army of outrageously large bouncers patrolling the entrance. On a cold Wednesday night, the MC touched down in the Mother City for a one-night-only performance at Zula Bar on Long Street. (Some die-hard fans speak of his early work, as one half of the duo Organized Konfusion, with the same reverence movie buffs hold for Quentin Tarantino’s early films.) Though he has never been able to eclipse the heights of the late 90s, Pharoahe Monch remains one of hip-hop’s cultishly revered figures. Since those halcyon days, Pharoahe Monch has released three other acclaimed solo LPs: Desire, W.A.R (We Are Renegades) and, more recently, P.T.S.D (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). The LP’s lead single, Simon Says – which used an uncleared sample of Godzilla film composer Akira Ifukube’s Gojira Tai Mosura and led to the album being pulled from the shelves – peaked at number 97 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. The closest New York-bred MC, Pharoahe Monch (real name, Troy Donald Jamerson), ever got to the mainstream of American rap was in 1999 when he released his first solo album, Internal Affairs.
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