What do you do if you're an extraordinary producer with a superior ear for hip-hop who has altered the course of that music twice -- from consciousness to gangsta, and from gangsta to G-funk -- but still can't get the respect you deserve? You let futhamuckas know.
Whether or not you want to admit it, "Dr. Dre -- 2001" is a damn good album. True, it's as raunchy and baseless as "The Chronic." It may not feel as good as it did in '92, but it sure sounds dope. Eminem, old grasshopper Snoop Dogg, Xzibit, Kurupt and newcomer Hittman form the core of MCs who keep tracks such as "Forgot About Dre" and "Xxplosive" moving ferociously. But, as always, it's Dre and partner Mel Man's production that sprinkles the glitterlike sparks from a magician's wand. Save for a few sparse moments, Dre is the Michael Jordan of his craft -- he always makes his team better.