196. Jonny 5 + Yak, Onomatopoeia (2001)
Ever simply lose track of an artist?
I have. In the early 2000s, after a friend opened a mixtape with Jonny 5 & Yak’s “Freewritten”, I frequently spun the pair’s only credited album, Onomatopoeia. Jonny 5’s nimble, socially-forward rhymes paired with producer/multi-instrumentalist Yahktoe’s varied, nuanced bed of sound spoke directly to a young man who liked his hip-hop with a healthy dose of experimentalism, the young man who would eventually own every Aesop Rock record.
And yet, I never followed Jonny 5 & Yak’s career after that. They solely existed on this one record for me — a record that I loved, but never thought to hunt down a follow-up. And so it came as a bit of a surprise when I finally googled the duo, only to find that Jonny 5 eventually ditched Yak, assembled a group of musicians, changed his name to Flobots, and had an unlikely hit with “Handlebars”.
I suppose it makes sense, though — Onomatopoeia spends an entire record indulging in the sort of crisp, rat-a-tat flow that kicks “Handlebars”‘s brilliant third verse into overdrive. Instead of rapping over a traditional rock combo augmented by viola and muted trumpet, Onomatopoeia finds Jonny 5 plying his trade over a series of increasingly loopy beats — opener “Freewritten” layers harmonized vocals over martial drums and dissonant keyboards before crashing into a funky, bass-heavy coda,”Headz N Da Sand” builds urgency with pianos and squalling theremin, and “1011010100101000” switches beats several times over the course of 7 and a half minutes, sprightly acoustic guitars traded for detuned electrics traded for dramatic drums and bass.
Onomatopoeia is the kind of truly freewheeling rap album that emerged from the underground roughly once a year during the 2000s, and Jonny even inadvertently traces his own musical DNA on “S.P.A.R.”, wherein he name-checks favorites like Andre 3000, Gift of Gab, Lateef da Truth Speaker, and De La Soul. The instrumental switches from major-key to minor when Jonny begins to opine about what it’s like to hear one of your favorite emcees drop a homophobic line; it’s a thought-provoking plea for change and a reverent history lesson all in one.
Before he could ride his bike with no handlebars, Jonny 5 was making lyrically and sonically interesting hip-hop music; Onomatopoeia isn’t just worth seeking out as a historical relic, but as a shining example of the sort of thrilling, fascinating, colorful hip-hop that the 2000s so often produced.
Playlist Track: I’ll save the suite-like, shapeshifting numbers for when you listen to the record itself, and recommend “L’ennui”, a catchy, round-like, existentialist number.
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