Miami rapper Trick Daddy Dollars knows a thing or two about being a thug. His web domain is www.thug.com, he's released five albums with the word thug in the title, and he holds fast to the belief that thugs need love too. But when he's not advocating for all things thug-related, Trick has a soft side that's somewhat surprising. Before his upcoming gig with fellow Miami rap king Ricky Ross, Trick checks in with New Times to let us know what's good and what's hood.
Outtakes: Tell us what's new with you musically?
Trick Daddy: Man, I'm just doing my thug thizzle. Trying to get released off Slip-N-Slide Records and trying to be independent. I'm getting old, and I want to take care of my family. I don't know what's going on with Slip-N-Slide, but it looks bad when you lose on your home field. You can take a loss on the road, but home field advantage is supposed to be yours.
Have you been taking a loss locally?
Well, I take a loss betting on them damned Dolphins every week. You have to lose to appreciate your wins. That's a part of life. I represent the bassheads, the bums, I'm from the struggle, and I'm a part of all that. I'm about Miami. I love the 305; anything else is uncivilized.
Lately, you've been rapping a lot about kids in your songs. How many children do you have?
I got two kids of my own, but shit, really I got seven kids. I've got three of my wife's nieces and my li'l niece and nephew that I take care of too.
Did you adopt your nieces and nephews?
Hell naw. I've already been to court enough. Them my chirrin. I don't care nothing about the legal paperwork. Of the 11 kids that my mama had, not one of us graduated from high school. But if I die tomorrow, I can die knowing my niece is gon' be the first person in our immediate family to graduate. That's a good feeling.
Do you honestly think there's no competition between you and Rick Ross for the King of Miami title when it comes to hip-hop?
No, there ain't no competition. Miami ain't got no kings. We got mayors. But look, money breeds hatred. I'm better than that. If I was competing with Rick Ross, that would make all my music fake. Or everything I stand for phony. There's room for all of us to be on top. That's real. Jonathan Cunningham
Trick Daddy and Rick Ross perform Saturday, February 24, at Club Cinema, 3251 N. Federal Hwy., Pompano Beach. Tickets cost $25, and doors open at 8 p.m. Call 954-785-5224, or visit www.clubcinemaflorida.com.
From Boy Band to Real Man
Young men fumbling to grasp the power of their hormones usually look to the brawny lead singers of hard-rock bands to learn machismo and sexual confidence. Unfortunately, these same impressionable teens simultaneously lap up the music's misogyny and develop into self-pitying sexist pigs.
But if you're a 15-year-old boy clueless in the art of love, there's hope for you: Justin Timberlake. Don't roll your eyes sure, he dances in his videos and hits high notes. But as a male role model, he's cooler than Brandon Flowers and less of a drama queen than Gerard Way. So many pop commodities today are either aggressively masculine or harmlessly neutered Timberlake stands out by being suave, bitter, sensitive, sly, and playful.
The first hints of the JT persona peeked through on Justified, his 2002 solo debut. It's easy to forget now, but Timberlake's post-'NSync stardom was far from assured back then. (Boy bands were done, and he and his girl, the mega-popular Britney Spears, had recently split up.) But helped by some of the best beats the Neptunes ever devised, Timberlake negotiated one of the freshest breakup records in recent pop history. Justified bounced with a swagger, but the album's center was the despondent "Cry Me a River," the sort of tart kiss-off that you know belies the singer's underlying sadness. Michael Jackson's showmanship was an obvious inspiration for Timberlake's craft, but Prince's fascination with women in their many forms not just as lovers but also as mothers, friends, and soulmates seemed to have rubbed off on him too.
Although the key word in the title to his follow-up, the Timbaland-produced FutureSex/LoveSounds, is undoubtedly sex, Timberlake's attitude toward carnality remains more nuanced than that of his contemporaries. "SexyBack" inspired a lot of snarky comments about his boast to bring sexy back, but in a year when other popular white artists complained about their feelings or tried to channel Springsteen, Timberlake came across as debonair, like the one guy at the junior-high dance comfortable enough to talk to the girls.
Charming but rugged, dashing but horny. You don't need to have his moves or his voice (or even his producers) to appreciate how he makes most other men in the pop firmament look like boys. Tim Grierson
Justin Timberlake performs with Pink on Sunday, February 25, at the BankAtlantic Center, 1 Panther Pkwy., Sunrise. Show starts at 7:30 p.m. Tickets cost $56. Call 954-523-3309, or visit www.ticketmaster.com.
Stars of David
Since the prophetic days of Moses and Abraham, the Jewish community has known that nothing of value is ever acquired with ease. So those participating in this Saturday's awesomely named LollapaJewza Festival should brace themselves for an exercise in brutality. With six bands competing for a chance at a "really good but not yet confirmed" prize as well as bragging rights around the synagogue, becoming the "Chosen Ones" will prove a hard-fought victory.
"The kids came up with it," Jamie Sisto, the Jewish Teen Initiative Program coordinator, explains while giggling about the name. First, the teen promoters sent out e-mail blasts to more than 1,200 other Jewish teens in the area, hyping up the auditions. When they got enough bands together, "five of the kids formed a panel, complete with judging sheets, and wrote their comments down." Their word became law, and of the seven auditioning bands, four contenders where selected to advance while the other three were sent home, reportedly with no dessert.
J.B. Corey is the lead singer and lone Jewish member of the Palm Beach Gardens band Good Night Moon. LollapaJewza aside, the five-piece has already wrangled a sizable local fan base, including nearly 1,200 friends on its MySpace page and an opening slot at last year's Buzz Bake Sale, and it's helped raise more than $50,000 for charities since its formation. "All of us put our band on our college applications; actually, as one of our prime credentials," Corey says about trying to balance everyday adolescent stuff with a possible music career. As the token Hebrew, it was Corey's job to sell the battle to the rest of the band. Although some of the gentiles objected at first, what they quickly discovered is that this melee is going down at Respectable Street in West Palm Beach, not just at some gymnasium, and that the organizers' goal is to help promote all of the local acts involved. "We thought, what a great chance to play for people who usually don't go to shows and/or haven't seen us before," Corey says. And that kind of exposure is ideal for a group that, in addition to gearing up for prom and college, is also releasing and shopping around its first CD, The Hollow Citadel. But don't think it's going to be a cake walk for Good Night Moon. It's going to need a lot more than chutzpah to challenge reggae/rock artist Brandon Sollins, underdog group Fens-Less, and the show's true dark-horse candidate: Dark Horse Ca didate. Jamie Laughlin
LollapaJewza gets started at 8 p.m. Saturday, February 24, at Respectable Street, 518 Clematis St., West Palm Beach. Call 561-640-0700, or visit www.jewishpalmbeach.org/lolla.
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