In Defense of: The Chronic 2001

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The amount of venom spit by Todd and Wes toward Dr. Dre’s late-millennium masterwork The Chronic 2001 had me all kinds of worked up last week.  In fact, there was a lot of hate aimed towards Dre that was simply baffling to me.  Despite the wide-ranging barbs directed at Dr. Dre, I would like to limit the scope of this post to The Chronic 2001, the main reason being that I think this album is the true culmination of all of Dre’s talents and far superior to The Chronic (1992 edition).  So instead of writing ten thousand words, and including arguments about how the careers of Ice Cube, Eminem, Snoop Dogg, 50 Cent, etc. essentially sprouted from Dre’s fertile loins, I will try to stay on point.  Not that there would be any appreciation by Todd or Wes of Ice Cube.  Cube didn’t get killed by firearm like Biggy or Tupac, so white kids in the 90’s didn’t pay attention to him (note: blows Tupac out of the water).  But, I digress.  I’m also going to try to stay away from arguments about why Dr. Dre is still musically relevant.  I think the 2010 killer single, “I Need A Doctor”, speaks for itself. 

So what I’m going to do is start addressing particular comments, starting with the most fair, and advancing to the most absurd, trying to limit my comments as much as possible to The Chronic 2001 and ripping on Todd and Wes.

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