De La Soul might well have been too creative for their own good – too creative, at least, for the modern music industry. Their wildly freewheeling approach to sampling other people’s music is one the cornerstones of their influence on the music that came after them.

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It’s a somewhat sobering reminder of the reality of accessing musical history today. While we now have instant access to recorded music history, the decades-long travails of De La Soul show that – legacy artist or not – if you’re not on streaming, as Vincent Mason of the group recently put it, it’s almost “like we were being erased from history”.
In a sense, this sudden resurfacing of arguably the most influential rap group in history is a strange, increasingly rare kind of phenomenon. Hopefully it may have something like the creative effect on younger listeners as the posthumous re-emergence of more ‘cult’ artists, from Robert Johnson to Nick Drake. If my personal querying among the young is anything to go by, many of them have never even heard of De La Soul – familiar though they might be with fellow group out of the East Coast-based Native Tongues collective, A Tribe Called Quest. It’s an exciting prospect, because De La Soul’s music sounds as fresh as it ever did.

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De La Soul are, most definitely, as important to the timeline as anyone you could name. Everything about their appearance on the scene in 1989, their sound, lyrical approach, visual style, their attitude – their clear difference to any group of rappers before them, made an instant impact. Much like their innocently omnivorous approach to sample use, though, it was an image which the group would come to have a frustrated relationship with.
Like The Beastie Boys (who released their own sample-heavy masterpiece, Paul’s Boutique in 1989, the same year as Three Feet High and Rising), De La Soul began as a tight trio of high school buddies. Hailing from Amytiville, Long Island, they were close enough to New York to soak up the hip hop sounds coming out of the city, but suburban enough to be restless, irreverent, and disaffected.

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The record has its own madcap kind of concept structure, introduced, and interspersed by absurdist game show skits, in which we hear pearls of wisdom such as: “Everybody in the world: you have dandruff”. The ‘concept’ isn’t annoying: it all adds to the general sense of fun. With every album through to Stakes is High, they structured their albums around ‘Intros’ and constant skits. De La Soul indeed pioneered a more cohesive, total approach to the making of hip hop records, an approach which has resonated down the years to contemporary artists from Childish Gambino to Kendrick Lamar.
And it all just comes together, comes off, dances off, perfectly, on Three Feet High and Rising – the pure sound of unleashing exuberant youthful creativity (they were all still in their teens), all while just playing around with your friends. Their approach to lyricism brought in disjunct cultural references, sensitive introspections, and private word-games impenetrable to anyone but the band themselves.
This is quite apart from the cleverness and beauty of so many phrases, particularly those of Trugoy, who announced right out of the gate in ‘Plug Tunin’’ that he and De La Soul were all about “a new style of speak”, one where “vocalised liquid holds the quench of your thirst”. From music to lyrics, De La Soul put so many ideas together that they could leave listeners puzzling, and dancing, many years down the line.
However, the group soon found themselves hemmed by the record industry’s attempt to cash-in on – and public expectations of – their chilled, ‘hippie’ image. The pigeonholing contained more than a little unspoken racism. Though the group were happy to stand against stereotypes around young Black men which had been propagated in response to the ‘violent’ or ‘macho’ gangsta tropes that came before them, they were only ever interested in being themselves. “We’re just peaceful guys, so we like to wear peace signs in our hair,” said Pos upon the release of Three Feet High, “but we’re not psychedelic rappers, and we’re not hippies.”
In one of the cringiest examples of the record industry’s attempt to present them as a ‘safe’ rap group that it was okay for white people to like, was a 1989 promotional campaign showing a suited yuppie type, reminiscent of Jim Carrey as Truman, clutching a copy of the record: “I Came in for U2 – I Came out With De La Soul”, it reads, and underneath a quote from the LA Times: “The Sergeant Peppers’ of the 80s.”
The design for Three Feet High was, at the time, a radical statement: cartoony, poppy, colourful, festooned with the famous daisies which the group would come to hate, and symbolically smash in a flowerpot on the cover to their provocative sophomore masterpiece, 1991’s De La Soul is Dead. Here, the concept-skits revolve around a group of bullies stealing the record from a younger kid and mercilessly mocking on all the songs. It’s a move which would be out there even today, and it signalled that De La Soul would be kowtowing to nobody’s idea of who or what they were.

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