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Rappers, sorted by the size of their vocabulary.
35,000 words covers 3-5 studio albums and EPs. I included mixtapes if the artist was just short of the 35,000 words. Quite a few rappers don’t have enough official material to be included (e.g., Biggie, Kendrick Lamar). As a benchmark, I included data points for Shakespeare and Herman Melville, using the same approach (35,000 words across several plays for Shakespeare, first 35,000 of Moby Dick).
I used a research methodology called token analysis to determine each artist’s vocabulary. Each word is counted once, so pimps, pimp, pimping, and pimpinare four unique words. To avoid issues with apostrophes (e.g., pimpin’ vs. pimpin), they’re removed from the dataset. It still isn’t perfect. Hip hop is full of slang that is hard to transcribe (e.g., shorty vs. shawty), compound words (e.g., king shit), featured vocalists, and repetitive choruses.
The Wyld @ Roxy
This felt like a landmark gig for the band - the first since the launch of their EP Abstract that was released in October this year.
Unfortunately, weighing up the sum of all parts, it was a let down. This is a band that is clearly talented - but oh so painfully aware of themselves, and the crowd when live. It was awkward.
There were traces of Shabazz Palaces in there along with Morelloesque guitar riffs but all up it felt really amateurish - look ma, I rap with guitars. The tinny sound setup was partly to blame, Mo really did shine through in those short a capella bursts.
Will still recommend you give this a spin: Abstract EP.
If you’ve never experienced a discussion of metal’s sub-generic classifications, you might be surprised to learn how fragmented these sub-genres can be, which in turn can lead to wildly over-thought classification schemes (e.g., I recently argued with a friend for an hour about whether Poland’s Decapitated is “ultra-technical death metal” or simply “modern math metal”).
What’s more likely the case is that you just don’t care, which is precisely the point.
Subcultures of alienation thrive on being alien, at least in comparison with the larger population (even if they demonstrate a remarkable uniformity within their own tribe [think black concert T-shirts and long hair on men]).
At the center of all this tribalism is freedom from convention (well, those not imposed by the tribe, at least) and a constant opportunity for cathartic expression.
And these are the very roots of creativity.