Gravediggaz - The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel (October 14, 1997)

I finally return with my 2nd Wu run, and this time it's gonna be a fucking doozy. Yep, I'm tackling their 97-00 output. Fair warning: this time some Wu b-teamer albums will be reviewed. By this sentence, you're probably saying: Clearly, shoe-in has chosen to wear his Wu stannery proud with absolute disregard to other hip hop acts more deserving of such extensive retrospect. You're motherfucking right. However, I didn't say all Wu b-teamers. I'm not that crazy.

So, last time we saw the Gravediggaz, they were rabid dogs backed into a corner. The brainchild of Paul Huston bka DJ Prince Paul, this was a group of blacklisted artists who lashed back out at the industry that rejected them in a most spectacular fashion covered in my earlier review of their debut. The co-conspirators in this unique idea were one Anthony Berkeley bka the late great Poetic RIP, one Arnold Hamilton bka Frukwon and one Robert Diggs tka Prince Rakeem. That last dude, though, had another project he was working on to bumrush the industry with: the Wu-Tang Clan, in which he changed his name to the infinitely-better-known RZA. Guess which venture panned out for son.

That W left an indellible mark in the industry, through a phase he infamously dubbed 'the 5-Year Plan', where he directed the Clan's output masterfully, yielding at least 7 classic hip hop albums starting with the group's debut: Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers). Here's the crucial part: Paul finished the Gravediggaz project before the Wu's seminal debut, but the Gravediggaz quartet were so blacklisted then that it took the Wu's most successful single to date, C.R.E.A.M., to break out for the Gravediggaz to be welcomed back. By then, their brash and confrontational practical joke was suddenly in high demand through the simple fact that the leader of the hottest hip hop act was a member in the group. Needless to say, Gravediggaz were stuck with their association with the Wu ever since.

But N***amortis/6 Feet Deep was still a Prince Paul creation through and through, to the point that he assigned each member a pseudonym Raekwon-style (Well, technically Rae imitated Paul so maybe Paulie should do a Shark N***as of his own?): Paul himself was the Undertaker, Poetic was the Grym Reaper, Frukwan was the Gatekeeper and RZA, most unoriginal of all, was the RZA-recta. (You already know I'm using these names for the remainder of the review, right? Just checking.) In true Undertaker fashion, though, he lost interest in the concept the minute he saw how successful their debut was. I swear, I think he was too stung with what happened after De La Soul's debut. Anyway, the Undertaker loosened his grip at a time when the Wu were achieving their greatest feats in the industry, so naturally leadership was overtaken by the one who had the most experience leading shit: the RZA-recta. This transition can be traced all the way back to 6 Feet Deep, where Bobby was the one who added the finishing touches on the album while introducing his close affiliates, who would then form the genesis of the Wu's wild family tree, which has surely spiralled the fuck outta control by now. And with Wu-Tang Forever being the monster that it was (it's not my favorite Wu project for nothing), the next Gravediggaz project was surely going to be as Wu-related as they come.

The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel dropped on Gee Street, who were desperate to continue their business relations with the trio now that they were bona-fide Wu-Affiliates. The album dropped the same year as the Wu's coveted sophomore, in a calculated effort by the RZA-recta to capitalize on its success. Thing is, this album was the beginning of Bobby Diggs relinquishing dictatorial control over everything that wasn't an official Wu-Tang Clan release. Then, there was the fact that he had his solo aspirations to look forward to, as he was prepping for The Cure, his solo debut that was going to change the world. I tell you, everyone was waiting for that shit. Everyone's still waiting, you say? Look, it's the Gravediggaz sophomore review!

INTRO
In the interview featured here, Gatekeeper states that Undertaker is with the remaining trio in spirit. Telling, that. Yet another hip hop intro that wastes a dope-as-fuck beat.

DANGEROUS MINDZ
A 4th Disciple/RZArecta co-production, where samples from Lobo & the Classic IV are distorted just enough to achieve that vintage Wu sound. The trio accommodate themselves properly, tearing the shit outta said beat. From the very first word you hear uttered from the Grym Reaper's mouth, you sense his and Keeper's immense lyrical growth. Of course, you've already documented Bobby's with his Wu exploits by now, or else you wouldn't even give this post a second glance now, would you? I will say, though, that he still gives it his all every time he shows up on this album. Seriously, the dude is as focused as you'll ever hear him, and thankfully it's apparent here. For what it's worth, this is, bar none, the finest lyrical display by Anthony Ian Berkeley ever set to wax. No, really. You'll get plenty chances to check for yourself later on in the album and in his later discography. You'll agree eventually. You all do. Naturally, he walks away with the whole song, but the other two are very close behind him. I must note that Gatekeeper bragging about his ride in what is supposed to be a mission statement for the "elevated" subject matter of this album is unintentionally hilarious. He still did well. A smash.

DA BOMB
True Master establishes his connection with the duo of Grym Reaper and Gatekeeper, who do most of the lyrical heavy-lifting on The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel. (Foreshadowing, much?) His beat is a pseudo-Arabesque tune on the keys (it provides the needed entertainment value, but is an absolute failure at imitating Arabic music) while on the hook, Gatekeeper decides that he has vocalism skillz, yo. He's horrible, by the way. Everything else about the track is pretty good. I was so sure I was gonna trash this one, but here you go.

UNEXPLAINED
The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel also marks the debut of Grym Reaper, the producer. He would eventually become the primary producer of the group up to his untimely passing. And here I was so sure that Gatekeeper would take up that job, based on his excellent showing on Blood Brothers from 6 Feet Deep. Anyway, Grym proves he was paying attention to Undertaker and RZA-recta, the masters of production he was around in this group, by freaking a New Birth sample effectively. Which gives him and Gatekeeper ample room to flex their Killah Priest some. I must say, they do a better job than Walter Reed himself, even if we are talking five percenter crazy talk here. (Side note: I never liked Killah Priest's quasi-religious psychobabble style, even though I am certain that he's a very capable MC. But we'll cross that bridge when we get there.) Good shit.

TWELVE JEWELZ
In an attempt to change the pace, something called a Darkim Be Allah produced this short RZA-recta solo, where he goes into a batshit five percenter tangent of his own. The bass here wasn't fancy but it never needed to be. And Bobby further proves in this one-verse wonder why he's just as capable an MC as he is a producer. Back then, anyways.

FAIRYTALEZ (FEATURING KELIS)
That's right. Mrs. Motherfucking Milkshake herself debuted on a fucking Gravediggaz song. Her singing has always sounded terribly forced to me. If you have a problem with that, Kelis, you are welcome to comment on this post, and I'm welcome to not give a single solitary fuck what you think. So, yeah, this song marks the debut of producer Goldfinghaz (not to be confused with Grym's little brother Goalfingaz fka DJ E-Sharp), a short-term Wu-Affiliate who would fall out unceremoniously with the Clan and start shitting on them. Easy to see where his career ended up. For what his beat is, it's not bad as the Reaper-N-Keeper offer their take on the fairytales-reflecting-hood-life formula we see so much in hip hop. All in all, this shit is OK.

NEVER GONNA COME BACK

Unlike this song, where Goldfinghaz brings you his single best beat he ever did, courtesy of a Barry White loop. Seriously, don't go looking anywhere else for better work from this guy. You won't find none. This is not lost on Reaper-N-Keeper, as they deliver one of their best works on this album so far. Considering you already heard Dangerous Mindz, that's no easy feat. And might I add that there's no way that Gatekeeper's not walking away with this song, with this being his best lyrical offering to date in my humble opinion. His last few bars, and his delivery of said bars, are heartbreaking. This tale, unlike the previous song, accomplishes so much in so little time. My favorite song featuring these two as a duo period.

PIT OF SNAKES
So RZA-recta decides that now is a good time to re-enter the fold, with True Master this time sharing production duties with him, with his two cohorts. You know, because he just remembered that Gravediggaz is a goddamn trio. I must say that our three hosts are much more lyrically potent together this time round, and it shows in songs like this. RZA-recta and True Master further their journey into Bobby Digital musical territory with admirable results, even if the beat pales in comparison to the previous song.

THE NIGHT THE EARTH CRIED
This time, RZA-recta goes back to 4th Disciple for co-production duties. They head to a Peter Nero sample and loop it to achieve the desired somber effect, which works in my opinion. RZA-recta also chooses this song to outshine his two partners through delivering a full-blown thesis on slavery. Grym comes close with his 5%-based aspirations. But Keeper is a clear last place here, as he wastes his first 8 bars bragging about himself, even though he redeems himself with the second half. Overall, this is a very good showing.

ELIMINATION PROCESS (FEATURING SHABAZZ THE DISCIPLE & OMEN)
Production duties are handed back over to the Grym Reaper as he crafts another unorthodox beat, although this one isn't as effective as his last production. And that hook? I'm sorry, Grym, but how did this abomination of a chorus escape the studio again?! Even the lyrical quality's compromised here, as Sunz Of Man outcast and co-founder Shabazz The Disciple returns to yet another Gravediggaz project to ruin the reputation he garnered with his stellar debut on Diary Of A Madman, Gravdiggaz' debut single, and his fantastic solo singles circa 95-97. Only Grym and newcomer Omen represented with Grym launching a scathing attack on rappers who glorify violence needlessly, while Omen follows up on said concept with observations of hood life and how the ghetto's structured to keep minorities down and squabbling with each other. Overall, some touches work enough to give this a pass, but this was a very close call.

REPENTANCE DAY (FEATURING KILLAH PRIEST & HELL RAZAH)
Unlike this track. Here, the Grym Reaper delivers his best work behind the boards ever, while bringing a verse that really forces you to respect him. I mean, I stand by my opinion that nothing beats his Dangerous Mindz verse, but this is some awe-inspiring shit nevertheless. Gatekeeper goes missing on this song, as he was babysitting his baby mama's daughter from another man here, so Grym recruits more Sunz Of Man alumni in Killah Priest and Hell Razah to bookend his monolithic contribution. Killah Priest, another Diary Of A Madman debutant, is right at home in songs like this, so he does very well. Hell Razah, though, is by far my least favorite member from Sunz Of Man, and his contribution here does little to convince me otherwise. Taken as such, his verse wasn't bad. Grym Reaper should've switched him and Shabazz' placements on the album, because Shabazz has been known to amaze on backdrops like this. Oh well, still a great song.

HIDDEN EMOTIONS (FEATURING TRUE MASTER)
The lone track where former Gravediggaz ringleader the Undertaker contributes anything of note, as his skit here is one of the few skits he's done that are devoid of any humor. That's no knock on said skit, by any means, as it introduces the subject matter of the song brilliantly. Speaking of which, True Master freaks a revered Otis Redding sample in a befitting way as he lays out the canvas for Reaper-N-Keeper to paint a vivid picture that tells a gut-wrenching story of a street thug who's struggling between trying to be a better father to his son and taking vengeance upon the murderers of his friend. In a surprising move, True Master himself enters the fold as a mentor figure reprimanding said thug and setting him firmly on the course of positivity. Truly one of the greatest songs on the entire album, and that's saying a lot. Shame it didn't open the album proper, because that would've been... Sigh. One can dream.

WHAT'S GOIN' ON? (FEATURING BLUE RASPBERRY & 9TH PRINCE)
The final recording of all three remaining Gravediggaz together. Because c'mon. You know Undertaker's way out of the picture by now. Fitting that RZA-recta brought his lil bro, Killarmy's 9th Prince, to round out the Wu-Affiliate exhibitions on this album. He chose to represent the two main acts repping that W flag other than the main crew in a way that suits him. Can't be mad at that. This song's awesome, by the way. RZA-recta's for dolo behind the boards this time, and this is one of his better compositions as he gets on the piano to create a menacing loop while sprinkling it with two Chuck Cirino and George Jackson samples spread throughout the tracks that create the feel of a massive lyrical throwdown. And what a throwdown it is, as all three Gravediggaz, along with 9th Prince to a degree, tackle their beefs with society's ills and how far they're willing to go to prevent said ills from ruining the world. A great one-two combo when paired with its predecessor, even if 9th's flow can become aggravating to some, with him trying to cram as many words as possible into his verses at the time. Hell, this song even has a Blue Raspberry hook! Ever since Tekitha entered the Wu-Affiliate ranks, you hardly ever come across these anymore.

DEADLIEST BIZ
The final record for the evening is spent with Reaper-N-Keeper flexing their braggadocio muscles with a beat by Grym that sounds OK by itself, but sucks balls in comparison to the heights The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel has achieved overall. Bad move, that, as your immediate reaction will be to switch off your media player of choice regardless of the song's quality, and I don't blame you.

OUTRO
Yeah, so this outro contains the lone Undertaker beat to grace the sophomore album of the group he created. And it's a goddamn scorcher, to boot. Completely wasted, of course, on snippets of the same interview you heard in the intro and before Twelve Jewelz. Truly a shame.

FINAL THOUGHTS
With The Pick, The Sickle and The Shovel, Gravediggaz have firmly stepped out from under the Undertaker's umbrella, for better or worse. Naturally, the RZA-recta was on hand to pick up the baton, which is why the album is infested with Wu-Affiliates, Wu-Elements and Wu-catering, even though he relegated himself to a recurring guest role a la Tragedy in The War Report instead of immersing himself fully with his brethren. Still, back in 1997 that Wu-Affiliate brand was a great look, and the album benefited from it, reaching similar critical heights as 6 Feet Deep, albeit inferior to said debut in cohesive nature. The lyrical abilities of the Grym Reaper and Gatekeeper grew, as well, with Grym gaining the most from said growth, as well as dipping his hands into beatmaking, mostly with admirable results.

WORTH IT? Hell yes. You can never have enough Grym Reaper in your life, and Gatekeeper is awesome on most of this album, as well. These two show you their absolute peaks here. Plus, this was back when RZA-recta was still willing to properly collaborate with other hip hop figures, instead of desperately sucking up to rock acts of various degrees of credibility like he does nowadays.

For more Wu-ness, here. For more stuff RZA dabbled in by his delf, here. For more Gravediggaz confusion, here. Finally, if you're a glutton for punishment and want more things Wu-related, here.