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Wu-Tang Clan : Wu-Tang Clan Iron Flag

They're hungry again and trying to get back on track by taking it back to basics...

Wu-Tang Clan : Wu-Tang Clan Iron Flag

7 / 10 Are those with good ideas doomed to repeat them? [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] made so many

fine records individually and as a group so swiftly during the '90s, that

whatever they do now feels like a retread. Their prolific innovation may

have terminally diluted their continued relevance. What a rotten irony.

Their magisterial debut album, 'Enter The 36 Chambers', reinvented hip hop

when its dense magic descended in '93. Rap was short on dynasties then, but

they produced one, speedily, by delivering two of rap's most recognisable

stars in Ol' Dirty Bastard and Method Man, and cementing the legend with

early solo outings by Genius, Ghostface and Raekwon.



All good stuff, but now old stuff. A [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] investment has proven to be one of

diminishing returns recently. Last year's third album, 'The Wu', was an

expensive, drawn-out production that sold poorly. Which is why within just a

year album number four has arrived anxious to please: if it were a dog it

would be able to bark your name. But it1s not a dog (literally or

figuratively) and so what takes place is unusual. It1s the [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] block

party album.



And if that sounds a little desperately rudimentary for a group who for so

long shrouded themselves in dark, lyrical martial arts, it is. Desperate,

but largely effective. Nowhere on the album is the need for good-time

pragmatism more evident than on 'Soul Power', where Public Enemy's Flavor

Flav ([I]I'm the nigga who sang 'Fight The Power''[/I], he tragically reminds us)

takes the role of the incarcerated ODB with aplomb, leading the troops

through the [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] version of PE, minus the electrifying rhetoric of Chuck D.

Instead, Flav and Meth rap for ages about coming from the same

neighbourhood.



Elsewhere, Meth and Ghostface at the heart of most of the best passages -

Ghost telling Dubya Bush to sit down 'cos he's running the war on the

excellent 'Rules' is particularly cool. But the album's eagerness to hit the

right switches leaves some tracks cluttered (see 'Chrome Wheels'' '80s-style

divas) and too many of the rhymes are without substance. Often they're just

half-remembered battle cries and boorish [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] flag-waving.



It's said that once you1ve got it you never lose it, but another cliche

insists that once you lose it, you can never get it back. The [a]Wu Tang Clan[/a] have still

got it, but their aim is shot. In that and other respects they're the

[a]Oasis[/a]of hip-hop. Eight years ago they totally reinvigorated their genre,

but with success they grew bloated and complacent. Now they're hungry again

and trying to get back on track by taking it back to basics. But can they

out-pace time's tide? This is a solid . That may not be enough.



Ted Kessler

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