Kid Rock's latest CD, 'Cocky,' pumps hard
By Ed De La Garza
Daily Cougar Staff
Kid Rock isn't a great singer, rapper or musician. But he is talented
enough to meld rap, metal, Southern rock and even country into an easily
accessible sound — a sound many have copied since Kid's debut Devil
Without a Cause.
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Rap/rock/country/metal/blues artist Kid Rock is a man
of many styles. His latest album, Cocky starts slow but finishes strong.
Three years later, the former Detroit suburbanite, born Bob Ritchie,
is ready to reclaim his title as the baddest bad-ass with his sophomore
Cocky. But like a lot of rap acts, Kid gets bogged down in trying to
prove he's the greatest of all time.
While clever as hell, lines such as "Say bye, bye, bye to the whack/
And let it be known Kid Rock is back" and "It ain't bragging ... if you
back it up" grow
tired fast. It takes a while, six songs to be exact, before Kid actually
backs it up.
"I'm Wrong but You Ain't Right" begins a searing five-song set that
makes the long wait worthwhile. The song starts off like a classic Garth
before Kid tears it up, putting other rap-metal acts to shame with
loud, crunching guitars and hard drum beats.
The album's at its best when Kid plays it straight and sticks with a
groove instead of throwing too many things into the mix. "I'm a Dog" is
used to sound like when it was a rock band. "Baby Come Home" is pure
blues, bolstered by Stefanie Eulinberg's underrated drums.
"Lonely Road of Faith," presumably this album's answer to Devil's "Only
God Knows Why," is one of three country-based songs. It's surprising to
anything sensitive coming out of Kid. And as if he knows the audience
doesn't believe him, he turns it into a slinky rap with the acoustic turning
"Midnight Train to Memphis" sounds like Kid's ode to Merle Haggard.
It's actually a nice little song before Kid gets back to the bragging and
into a cacophonous mess.
"Picture" is a duet with Sheryl Crow. The trouble is, he's no George
Jones and Crow's no Tammy Wynette. The pairing sounds forced (that's not
believe, considering the two were romantically involved for a short
He may not have the greatest flow, but Kid Rock can write a killer rap
song, as shown on the album closer "WCSR" (World Class Sex Rhymes). None
the lyrics from this rhyming battle between Kid and guest Snoop Dogg
can be printed. Considering Kid started off as a DJ, it's a fitting end
to an album
hell-bent on bombarding the listener with all the artist's influences.
He's obviously grown from Devil Without a Cause. On that album, he wanted
to make a name for himself. Cocky's problems lie in Kid's insistence on
still wanting to prove himself. The album is great at times, but it's
as if he can't sustain any moments of musical creativity without reminding
that he knows other musical genres.
Kid Rock is a bad-ass, but he shouldn't have anything to prove next
*** 1/2 (out of five stars)