
I was struck by these lines from Oliver Wang's recent piece on the 25th anniversary of "Rapper's Delight":
How true, how true. To wit:
* There's more to this story. When the Chrysler 300C first came out, Snoop actually offered to be the official hip hop spokesperson of the vehicle (in a viral marketing sense). Reportedly, he placed an immediate call to Chrysler's CEO. The request went something like this: "What I gotta’ do to get that brand new 300 up outta’ you? If you want this car to blow, give it to me. Get back in contact with my nephew so he can make it happen, then it’s official like a referee with a whistle.” Fo' shizzle.
* But hip hop isn't just moving the needle for American vehicles, it's used to sell everything now. Many of hip hop's top players are actually behind the start-up of advertising and marketing agencies according to Hip Hop's Ad Men in this past week's Times.
* Not only was P.Diddy all over last month's DNC ("Vote or Die, baby"), further proof of hip hop's mainstream consciousness is this form of Big Pimpin' philanthropy, courtesy of Nelly's Pimp Juice.
* Lastly, there's this new novel -- from one Erica Kennedy -- which satirizes the hip hop world. It's called -- what else? -- "Bling" (found at Mixed Media Watch)