Marking
 its 45th anniversary today is the debut LP from NWA (N****s With 
Attitude), Straight Outta Compton, which was released on August 8th, 
1988.  For many, this was the album which announced the arrival of 
"gangsta rap", giving the fledgling genre a sense of danger and risk 
which it had only flirted with up to this point.
Prior to the 
release of Straight Outta Compton, the rap music scene of the mid 80s 
was commercially dominated by mostly innocuous "party" music, built on 
electro-funk grooves and principally concerned with fairly 
non-threatening subjects.  While the genre had debuted in the mainstream
 with a sense of social conscience on tracks like The Message and White 
Lines, the mainstream of the time was mostly filled with themes of 
hanging out, and having a good time.  With NYC as the birthplace of the 
sound, the West Coast scene was largely overlooked as inconsequential.  
That all changed with NWA.  
Formed in 1987, NWA brought together
 MCs Ice Cube, Dr Dre and Eazy-E.  Relative unknowns at the time, they'd
 go on to become iconic names after the release of this album.  
Musically, driven by DJ Yella and the Arabian Prince, the sound slowed 
the groove and dragged it away from the Kraftwerk inspired thrust of 
Planet Rock, into a downtempo heaviness, built on sampled R&B & 
jazz records and anchored by the booming kick of Roland's TR-808 drum 
machine.  Lyrically, the album pierced the furiously raw nerve of urban 
black alienation, dispensing with any restraint or politeness and 
thrusting expletives into the faces of unsuspecting listeners.  Unlike 
the controversies around something like 2 Live Crew and their focus on 
vulgar sexuality, NWA's outrages came from a sense of revolution against
 authority, no more perfectly vocalized than by the album's most 
notorious track, Fuck the Police.  
The sheer audaciousness of 
Fuck the Police became one of the driving factors in making this record 
such a notorious hit.  The song even merited a stern warning from the 
FBI to the group, and police were refusing to work security at their 
shows.  All of this blow-back from the authorities, however, only served
 to intensify the group's notoriety and publicity.  While radio stations
 flatly turned away from the album, it still sold in the millions thanks
 to the shock factor that was unleashed by that track.  I can clearly 
recall the sense of awe that swept my own social circle as this record 
hit our turntables.  We'd never heard anything like it.  It was so 
stark, so angry and so firmly footed against its oppressors.  Someone 
had finally given voice to the deep outrage that was fuming in the guts 
of the disenfranchised urban cores of North America.  It was a moment 
when you realized it should have been said so much sooner, but that it 
was about fucking time that it finally hit the mainstream.
While 
this new breed of rap uncovered the harsh realities of city life, it 
also unleashed a kind of misogyny which would form the unfortunate 
alternate thrust of this double edged sword.  Women became "bitches and 
'ho's" and subjects of abuse. It's only one of the more uncomfortable 
aspects of the genre which only became exaggerated in later years as the
 culture became less concerned with communicating the social injustices 
of the disenfranchised and more focused on the braggadocio of wealth, 
sexual prowess, violent confrontations and social status. 
Yet at
 its best, NWA and Straight Outta Compton offered a desperately needed 
reality check for a culture which has continued to decline as 
disparities between classes continue to be aggravated.  Along with 
Public Enemy on the East Coast, they brought rap music into the '90s 
with a sense of danger and urgency that has not been equalled since 
those heady heydays.  This was likely the last time, in my recollection,
 when music was able to upset the establishment in a way which had any 
real impact.  There hasn't been a musical movement since then which has 
threatened the mainstream in such a tangible and visceral way.  However,
 such rage and determination has since been co-opted into mere 
consumerism for the 21st century, with artists assessed based on the 
quality of the footwear they put their names to instead of the validity 
of their message.  That's not to say there aren't those still speaking 
truth to power, but those voices seem more pushed to the fringes rather 
than occupying the culture's central ranks.  

