We now have a new problem. The ungrateful and perpetually angry “Blacks” (Can we get a Pantone Colour Chart over here, please???) have achieved independence, in pockets of the urban sprawl, and turned right around and bitten the hand that silver-spoon-fed them from dirt-huddling anti-socials, to privileged and arguably resource-addled menaces to society. Let’s turn our attention for a moment to the increasingly (shudder) popular musical (chortle) genre known as “hip hop”, and focus specifically on the newest threat to Traditional Australian Values; A.B. Original.
Who do they think they are? From a country that is founded upon an idiom of ‘if it ain’t broke, then don’t fix it’ these guys are hellbent on doing just that – fixing it. Just because between them they’ve amounted countless tours and shows, award winning albums, certified aria double platinum and gold production and are socially conscious outspoken Indigenous artists, we as a society should put them on a pedestal? Well, we are hellbent on saying ‘no’. No to good, nay, great rap, No moving forward, no to a new voice and most certainly no to ‘A.B. Original’