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Eminem without me
Eminem without me











eminem without me

(The supposed difference between the personae has largely broken down by this point.) You don’t need damage to buy what he was selling, there are no background checks. Business is brisk: at the end of “Without Me” Eminem imagines “twenty million other white rappers”, a tide of Ems like the army of Slim Shadys in “The Real Slim Shady”. By “Without Me” it’s become the commodity he’s selling, a way in which being an asshole becomes the most valid response to the world. That’s what made Eminem compelling at the beginning. Underneath that cynicism is – or once was – the sincerity of the damaged child, a need to troll and prod and shift the hurt onto anyone in range. Because controversy is a job description, a mission statement, the role Eminem is playing, homophobic slurs and predictable call-outs of his mum included. Why do we need it? “Without Me” doesn’t answer that, and doesn’t care. With Elvis, shock is a by-product, what happens when teenage lust speaks its name. What’s the new Elvis doing? On the surface, yes, something similar – saying to his audience, you matter, your desires are real. The old Elvis, by legend, shocked and galvanised white teenage America because he brought them rock’n’roll and kept the sex in. Elvis is on his mind – listened to by square parents while Marshall’s staking a claim to be his avatar. That’s the one innovation on “Without Me” – it’s the song where he addresses race, however gingerly. It’s a production stripped back to make more space for Eminem’s tongue-twisting insults, and to be as legible as possible to the army of new, white hip-hop fans he’s presuming are out there, waiting out a turgid pop landscape until their rascal prince returns. Ironic that this is the record where he calls out Moby – “nobody listens to techno!” – as the goonish thunk of “Without Me” is the most robotic version of Marshall Mathers yet.

eminem without me

Eminem produced “Without Me” himself, and the sound of this song is the best thing about it, a thick, soupy, snaky bassline and a brutally four-square beat.













Eminem without me