I’m not the kind of person who gives a rat’s ass what Eminem and Joe Budden are doing in 2018, generally speaking, but I’ve got that kind of time now that I’m unemployed.
It’s nothing for me to spend upwards of three hours listening to a podcast, or even to listen to a post-Eminem Show Eminem album. My time quite literally has no value.
Kamikaze may have been the first Eminem album I listened to in its entirety since Relapse, which I actually kinda liked. I wasn’t about to bother with Recovery, with its Pink duets and its songs about kicking substance abuse, which I disagree with philosophically. I couldn’t tell you the names of the albums he’s released since then.
This new album wasn’t good in the sense that I’ll be listening to it again, but it was nice to see that someone, anyone, on a mainstream level, gives a shit about the construction of their bars, and that he’s still willing to say things that are sorta kinda inappropriate, at a time when he might honestly get thrown in jail for doing so.
He was dinged (nullus), in Pitchfork’s Kamikaze review, for calling Tyler the Creator the other f-word, even though, as I later pointed out, not only is that not what he said, but the other f-word is bleeped out, presumably out of respect for the teh ghey community, not unlike his line about the dreaded n-word on the Marshall Mathers LP.
Eminem doesn’t have to sweat Tyler the Creator issuing a response, because, as he points out in the song “Fall,” Tyler the Creator can hardly rap. Earl Sweatshirt could maybe lend him a hand, but they haven’t been on good terms for years now. Must be some sort of lovers’ quarrel.
Similarly, I doubt that Eminem was sweating going at Joe Budden. Not only is Budden retired from rap (seemingly for real), but so what if he wasn’t? I don’t buy for a minute the argument, put forth on this week’s “Joe Budden Podcast w/ His Pioneering Interracial Weed Carrier Team,” that he’s been better than Eminem for the past 10 years.
What he may have meant is that Eminem has been releasing garbage music for the past 10-plus years, and the music he’s been releasing is better? I wouldn’t know. I’m more or less completely unfamiliar with post-“Pump It Up”-era Joe Budden, this despite my lengthy, sordid history with the rapper and his ‘00-era stan-army, the Internet Soldiers.
Lest we forget, Lil B got in Joe Budden’s ass. I don’t know what Budden said that set him off, but whatever it was it must have stuck in his craw! Lil B set the neo-minstrel performer shtick aside for a minute and ripped Joe Budden a new one. I was shocked. If Budden responded at all, I have no recollection of it. What does that tell you?
Budden’s response to Eminem might not consist of anything other than him—in true older black guy fashion—talking about what he would have done, on a podcast. But that might actually be best for his “brand,” at this point. He’s not a rapper anymore; he’s a podcaster.
And for what it’s worth, he seems to really be excelling at it. He’s got a deal with Spotify, for which the streaming service probably had to back up a Brinks truck. I listened to Charlamagne’s podcast this week (much more of a chore than the Budden podcast), and you could definitely sense a certain Nicki Minaj-esque saltiness.
Budden’s podcast-response may have honestly been better than any bars he could have come up with, and I don’t even necessarily mean that as an insult.
Take it easy on yourself,