“Part Public Enemy, part Sinatra, part schmaltz…”
…sounds like a recipe for…well, Jerome White, Jr. This native of Pittsburgh’s North Side is doing his thing in Japan.
I read with a mixture of amusement and curiousity until these paragraphs:
He was dressed in his usual hip-hop garb, but didn’t attempt a single dance step. Instead, with quiet sincerity and shy little waves, he crooned about cold rain, too much booze and a long-gone woman.
Between songs, after bowing deeply, Jero assured his devoted mall audience that he sometime drinks, but never to excess, and that he does not fight.
Um, what does this have to do with anything, and why is this reassurance necessary? Was he serious? If so, do all balladeers in Japan have to state these disclaimers about their songs to their fans? Or just the black ones?
Let’s hope that Jerome isn’t selling his soul along with his CDs there in Big Hop shopping center.
hat tip to El Ex
May 29th, 2008 at 12:44 am
I dunno what it is about black men from Pittsburgh and wandering the earth to blow up that never happens for them at home.
May 29th, 2008 at 8:26 am
I know what it is. This city is the black man’s Kryptonite. Forget what you heard about She-Devil.