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Ja Rule - R.U.L.E.
CD DetailsArtist: Ja Rule Edition: Music CD Audio: English (Original Language) Format: Explicit Lyrics CD Release Date: 2004-11-08 Music Label: Def Jam Soundtracks: - The Inc Intro
- Last Of The Mohicans
- Wonderful
- What's My Name
- New York
- Stripping Game (Skit)
- The Manual
- Get It Started
- R.U.L.E.
- True Story (Skit)
- Caught Up
- Gun Talk
- Never Thought
- Life Goes On
- Weed (Skit)
- Where I'm From
- Bout My Business
- Passion
Music reviews of R.U.L.E.Music Review: So sensitive and utterly non threatening Rating: 1 Stars
My head spins just listening to the complexity of the harmonies, the lyrics, the shifts in tempo, and the fact that I have this unimaginable treasure sitting in my hi-fi player right now sending more good vibrations to my ears than I've heard in a long long time. Symphonic, hilarious, complex, puzzling, breathtaking and won-won-wonderful sounds. Historically, this album will be forever linked to the Beatles' Sgt. Pepper's, but in my opinion, R.U.L.E comes from a totally different, much more spiritual place. Much like Barlow's, "Open Road" it is the ultimate expression of an individual through his artistry.
Where this highly vaunted album ultimately falls down and major weakness of this album is JA Rule's age. His voice, although technically capable of delivering the necessary notes, detracts from the experience. He simply sounds like an old man singing. His presentation is mushy and a bit croaky, particularly evident in the "Get It Started ". It's like listening to your grandpa singing about surfer girls.
The album earned it's first star by starting off with a wonderful twist off a Gregorian Chant, and I love Gregorian Chants. But then comes the second song, which after starting out with some interesting instrumentation, is quickly ruined by the annoying oooohhhhhhhhoooooo oooooooohhhhhhhhhooooooooo which starts in. The next song will just about make you stick a gun in your mouth and blow your head off, but you can't do anything because it is at some point in this song you have become frozen into the dazed eye popping staring state I spoke of earlier. You definintely begin to immediately question why you ever liked JA Rule But no sooner than you think it can't get any worse comes the mother of all turds "Wonderful ". It epitomizes everything wrong with this album.. I won't even point out specifics on this song but let you wade through it on your own and find them all yourself. You'll enjoy it a lot more that way. You see, it's very personal how one feels about music you know, and my words won't do this one justice. All I can tell you is that I instantly thought of the scene from the movie Animal House in which John Belushi (Bluto) rips the guitar out of the guys hands and smashes it to smithereens in a blind rage. I had to laugh at another reviewers comments that this song definitely makes you question Ja Rule's sanity and is clear evidence he had certainly gone off his rocker at some point along the line. If you actually make it through "wonderful" and don't kill yourself, the next song will do it for sure. Thank God my mother stumbled upon me in time to pull the gun out of my mouth just before I pulled the trigger. But as the next song started I was forced to suddenly leap at her and try to tear it back out of her hands and pull it back toward my mouth. The background vocals sound like somebody tied a shoelace so tight around their sex organs it made them sing like sopranos. The fight for the gun continued furiously through "What's my Name " and I would have had it if her 280lb sister had not come in and conked me really good on the head. That enabled me to continue reviewing the album in a dazed and helpless state, with just a totally blank stare on my face and drool coming out of my gaping mouth.
All I could think about was an interview I had once heard with the creator and voice behind Spongebob, and when asked how he had come up with the voice and the things Spongebob says, his response was that he had drawn from a couple of sources but primarily from the way JA rule goes all out when he sings about things like the sun, flowers, the sky, or something like that. I tell you you will never be able to listen to JA Rule in the same way again when you realize he is the primary inspiration for Spongebob. The fact that anyone could listen to this collection of outtakes and half-finished ideas and deem it a masterpiece only underscores their own need for labels to be spoonfed to them. This sounds like the last gasp of a fading, deteriorating creative consciousness; a regurgitation of melodies that didn't quite make the cut back in ja rules formidable creative heyday which he now is reviving in a de-facto admission of the disappearance of his musical imagination.
Just when you think Ja Rule has artistically hit rock bottom, he pulls a bunker buster out of his arsenal and starts blasting. Absolutely unlistenable. Ja Rule proves he is truly the Dr. Kevorkian of the spoken word, the Marquis de Sade of the digital age. A true scourge on the ears. The "atmouspheric" sounds are cold and hostile, the melodies and hooks are feeble, the lyrics are ...drivel, and the (over)production is disturbing and alienating.", and don't give it a chance... The real issue here is that people are blind in their worship of "ja rule", and are willing to accept and be brainwashed in to thinking that this [stuff] has something of value, which it most certainly does not
People must be crazy,otherwise how can you explain why they buy this awful CD.
This album is the worst ever recorded in the latest decade and JA RULe doesnt't even sing...he brays out like a stupid donkey when he doesn't croak like a drunk frog... Forget the music on this disc, the real story is the promotion. To take such utter crap and sell millions of records is truly amazing. George Bush and and co. should be commended. They saw this huge dormant Michael Bolton fanbase and knew that it was in desperate need of a quick fix. Using the Bolton/Manilow/Connick template they churned out a product so sterile and devoid of any originality that its success was all but guaranteed. For aging soccer moms still devestated by the loss of Martha Stewart, it could not have arrived sooner. This music sung by a once virile man who now sounded like a feeeble old woman provided great relief from the stress of riding aound in their Yukons and talking on their cell phones. Finally someone to sing these songs the right way. And of course he was so sensitive and utterly non threatening. And yet he had this reputation as this great ladies man. It's so bad. I'm a really old fan or better: I was! It's only music for old lady's over the age of 60....ja rule is really a traitor. Who wants to listen to this boring music ????
As a fan of the big-band standard, I'm well-familiar with the tunes Mr. Rule vainly attempts to sing on this album. Unfortunately, he does not pull them off with anything resembling artistry or talent. His raspy, grating, tuneless yowling-of-cats-in-the-night is far more distracting than soulful, and the talent of myriad songwriters is simply buried in the horror of the voice. In a rock song, this cheese-grater-and-sandpaper scratching may be desirable, but no amount of post-production can make JA RULES voice the equivalent of a Eminem, nor even a Shaquille. Songs of this type DEMAND a melodius fluidity, not a harsh, fragmented attack, particularly evident in the final track, "Passion."
what can i say about a total and uptight,low life, very tasteless music, cannot sing at all, trying to be better than Kylie Minogue, and thinking he can get away with it. All I can say is he remind me of the Powerpuff Girls, but only those two-dimensional characters have more spirit
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Description of R.U.L.E.18 Tracks - 1. The INC. Intro Buy Track 2. Last Of The Mohicans Buy Track 3. Wonderful Buy Track 4. What´s My Name Buy Track 5. New York Buy Track 6. Stripping Game ( Skit ) Buy Track 7. The Manual Buy Track 8.
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