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It tries for currently stylish R&B influences, too, but has more to do with jaded '80s funk pastiche than [a]Timbaland[/a], rarely finding the enthusiasm to lift itself from its bath chair...
Those with CD-ROM capability get an added bonus on Big Daddy Kane’s latest comeback effort: the chance to visit ‘Kane’s Lair’, a place of unconvincing computer visuals, where you must track down a missing DAT of ‘Veteranz Day’. Frankly, if you find it, you’re advised to hide it again.
Truth is, the Brooklynite who once, briefly, presided over rap with singles like ‘RAW’ and ‘Wrath Of Kane’ hasn’t touched on greatness in years.
His most recent striking performance was posing in Madonna’s [I]Sex [/I]book and hell, even that was ages ago. So here goes the self-styled [I]bon viveur [/I]again, with an album which aims for a grandiose cavort through the underbelly of the city, with blunts, women, Cristal champagne, waterbeds and takeaway food at close hand.
It tries for currently stylish R&B influences, too, but has more to do with jaded ’80s funk pastiche than Timbaland, rarely finding the enthusiasm to lift itself from its bath chair.
Though an oldie, Kane is keen to prove he’s not wilting in the bedroom department. On the slurpy tale of sex which is ‘Change This Game Around’, he avows to, “Put you in more positions than a football coach”. It should really be called ‘Veteranz On Viagra Day’ and then, like we said, discarded.