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| Straight out of Detroit Rock City, here comes the one and only Pimp of the Nation, the Bullgod his ownself, the man known and loved as Kid Rock... Kid Rock was born Robert James Ritchie on January 17th, 1971. Being born on Super Bowl Sunday as the third of four children, Kid Rock was destined to become an entertainer. Bob’s parents liked to throw parties and hayrides. Usually by midnight, when the whole party was pretty loaded, Kid Rock would be awoken and asked to come entertain. Kid didn’t hesitate. He would grab his cowboy hat, put on his leather Indian vest, slip on his cowboy boots with no socks, and head for the center of the party. Mind you, this is taking place at the impressionable young age of six and seven years old. One of Kid’s earliest memorable performances was the legendary classic “Bad, Bad, Leroy Brown”, written by the late Jim Croce. Some wonder how Bob Ritchie became Kid Rock? It wasn’t one specific event; Kid’s first record deal, the birth of his son, family tragedy, or his upbringing, but all had impact and helped Bob Ritchie evolve into what all fans have come to love and embrace, KID MOTHER FUCKING ROCK! Kid Rock grew up in Romeo, Michigan, located forty miles north of Detroit where there was not a whole hell of a lot to do. Therefore, he had to basically create his own fun. Having one of their children getting into trouble was nothing new to Kid’s parents. Kid got into his share, (playing with matches and denying it, lackluster performance in grades and citizenship, running away from home at 17, hiding in the bushes and throwing apples at passing cars and the school bus, smashing mailboxes with baseball bats, threatening the babysitter and her boyfriend who came to straighten Kid out) but this is all pretty normal to any kid growing up. Kid would not go unpunished. Kid was raised in a catholic household where going to church every Sunday was expected and the sound of shit, fuck or god damn were all punishable with a bar of soap. With high moral expectations came the responsibility of hard work. Kid’s early chores included feeding horses, cleaning all the shit up, getting up at six in the morning when it was 20 fucking below zero to drag unfrozen water down to the horses. Kid then went on to dominate a push lawn mower. This is long before the days of self propelled push mowers. Up and down steep fucking hills and around about a gazillion apple trees. In the song “I Am The Bullgod”, Kid states “I go behind the garage and fire it up.” Well, getting tweeked is synonymous with any substantial lawn-mowing quest. A predominantly-white Detroit 'burb, where he absorbed the rock 'n' roll that sprang forth from the FM radio as well as the bad-ass beats emerging from the urban underground. Inspired by the energy of hip hop pioneers like Run DMC and Whodini, the Kid began hanging out in the projects of nearby Mt. Clemens. He was a member of a local breakdancing crew - The Furious Funkers (!) - and first put the wheels of steel in motion while still in high school. Grabbing thunder across the largely-black local talent show scene, Bob earned himself his moniker spinning at subterranean basement parties: Watch that white kid rock! Grand Royal has hailed the Kid for his "Rage Against The Machine-style hard rap with mad, melodic, Alice In Chains-inspired choruses," and his hedonistic, wildly eclectic tunes have been featured on MTV's Beach House, ESPN's X-Games and even ABC's Wide World Of Sports. Now, on his Lava/Atlantic/Top Dog debut, "DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE," Kid Rock unleashes the full-on motherlode: a rambunctious cocktail shaker of blue-eyed hip hop, freestyle rap, spaced-out funk, psychedelic rock, jazz, blues and everything else under the sun up to and including the proverbial kitchen sink. Bolstered by the hard rhythms and guitar slam of his Twisted Brown Trucker band, Kid Rock kicks his lascivious and loquacious lyrical jams over an innovative blend of classic-styled breakbeats and liquored-up Lynyrd Skynyrd rock 'n' roll. Off-the-hook tracks like the groovy "I Got One For Ya'" and the country-fried "Cowboy" or power stomps like "Somebody's Gotta Feel This" (originally found on Atlantic's "ROAD RASH 3D: THE ALBUM") and "I Am The Bullgod" show Kid Rock to be walking the streets ahead of the pack, looking back over his shoulder at the cutting edge of today's hip hop and hard rock sounds. In 1988, he laid down his first batch of demos, recordings which earned him an opening performance spot with Boogie Down Productions. That gig brought Kid to the attention of Jive Records, who signed him immediately. 1990 saw the release of the Kid Rock debut album, "GRITS SANDWICHES FOR BREAKFAST," produced by Kid Rock with Too $hort and D-Nice, and featuring a flat-topped, 40-guzzlin' cartoon Kid on the cover. The record included what would be the first of many Kid Rock ditties about the joys of oral love, "Yodeling In The Valley." That track led to the largest-ever government fine to be leveled at a college radio station, when the FCC decided that the State University of New York at Cortland's WSUC-FM owed them $23,750 for airing "obscene, indecent, or profane language by means of radio communication." Though the base fine would normally be $12,000, the FCC adjusted the figure, stating that "the egregious nature of the material exacerbates the violation." Fortunately, after being on the butt end of mucho bad press (and the losing end of a New Music Seminar debate with Kid himself), the FCC eventually dropped the fine altogether. Further street cred came when he found himself the opener on a 20-city U.S. tour with hip hop luminaries Ice Cube and Too $hort. Kid Rock eventually moved east to NYC - Crooklyn, to be exact - and in 1993 laid down his sophomore salvo, "THE POLYFUZE METHOD," which included yet another dirty anthem, the Howard Stern-samplin' "Balls In Your Mouth." The album nevertheless displayed Kid Rock's growing musicality, with country-inspired raps banging head-on with rock balladry as well as unexpected samples such as the Doors' "Soul Kitchen"... five years before Smash Mouth followed suit on their hit "Walking On The Sun"! In addition, the album even included the surprisingly mature and poignant "My Oedipus Complex," the Kid's straight-faced rap about his estranged dad. The Village Voice hailed "THE POLYFUZE METHOD" for "joining rap and metal with love for both and reverence for neither," noting that Kid was "a born rapper, effortless and thrilling." The hot rock-and-heavy metal "FIRE IT UP" EP followed, but was barely issued by the Kid's baffled label. He returned to Detroit where he began to focus his energies towards his own Top Dog indie label. In '96, Top Dog gave the world "EARLY MORNIN' STONED PIMP," a hardboiled collection of G-funk filtered through Kid Rock's distinctly Midwestern whiteboy worldview, featuring Black Crowes' keyboardist Eddie Harsch and the sultry vocals of Sub Pop soul diva, Thornetta Davis. The Kid's entrepreneurial skills have proven to be as deft as his musical gifts as Top Dog has become quite the money-maker, as has his red velvet-walled studio, Temple of the Dog. Now, at long last, comes "DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE." Here Kid Rock and Co. tear the roof off the sucka with a bounty of B-boy boogie and streetwise throwdowns, liberally injected with a dose of the ol' metallic K.O. The headbangin' opener "BAWITDABA" take a classic old school crowd chant and doses it with axe riff that screams raw power, while "F-ck Off" sees Kid Rock dropping lyrics with his pal, Eminem, a white rapper from Detroit who recently signed to Dr. Dre's Aftermath label. In addition to Eminem, the record sees guest appearances from a number of the Kid's Motor City homies, including bluesman Robert Bradley. And like the previous Kid Rock-ers, "DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE" also incorporates an allotment of unlikely samples, ranging from Fleetwood Mac's "Second Hand News" (on "Wasting Time") to the Politicians' 70's hit, "Free Your Mind" (on "Welcome 2 The Party"). Though he's happy to kick out the jams with just his raps and his decks, Kid Rock has himself a big-ass rock 'n' roll combo and he knows how to use it. On tracks like "I Got One For Ya" or the title cut, Twisted Brown Trucker burn down the joint while the Kid fiddles with his 808. TBT's live-in-concert cosmic slop has made the Kid a major act in his home territory, selling out Midwestern venues of varying size, including the 2,200-capacity State Theater in Detroit. The band's amalgamation of two-guitars-decks-and-drums rock with pounding beats, keyboard virtuosity, explosions, midgets, strippers, pimp suits and the indomitable Kid in the spotlight can hardly be contained on any stage, inspiring equivalent madness in the booty-shakin' throngs. Perhaps the most striking thing about "DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE" is the Kid's almost-effortless way with blending sounds and styles, a habit he picked up in his youth and refuses to give up. His ingenious cut-and-paste studio techniques seamlessly merge hip hop production to a rock foundation, all done in the most immediate of fashions. Upon realizing his deadline - and a number of angry record execs - loomed near, Kid wrote and recorded the bulk of "DEVIL WITHOUT A CAUSE," in a little over a week. For example, on the "Free Bird"-ian ballad, "Only God Knows Why" (conceived while Kid cooled his heels in a Mt. Clemens drunk tank after the excessive celebration which followed the signing of his Atlantic contract), the Kid wrote, produced and played every track in a remarkable three hour period! Here's the point: in the freewheeling sonic world of Kid Rock, absolutely anything is possible... Tattoo's PAUL on his right arm stands for his cousin who committed suicide. The Detroit D represents Detroit Rock City. |
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