Jensen Karp is my new hero. He had a huge contract with Interscope Records and was set to be the next white rap icon. What happened? That’s for me to know and you to find out by reading his fabulous new memoir.
Not only does Jensen Karp aka Hot Karl, know how to rhyme, he knows how to write. I loved this book. Being of a slightly (ever so slightly) older crew than him, I grew up with the same music he did. The difference is that I didn’t come to my love of hip hop and rap until I was much older. Though I didn’t really appreciate the disses of Dave Matthews Band (anyone who knows me knows I would be offended), I really appreciated his story about feeling like an outsider while looking like he should fit in.
I think the best part of his story isn’t necessarily the celebrities he met (thought the chapter on the RZA from Wu Tang Clan is awesome), I think the best part of his story is his recognition that he was way over his head most of the time. It is refreshing to read a memoir from someone who admits that he was lost, but doesn’t play on that. He fakes it. Well.
I am not going to give any more away from this book as I really, really think you should read it yourself. I really liked it. The title alone made me laugh. There are more laugh out loud moments, especially from anyone who grew up with this music and in the 90s. I will say my only complaint with the book is he refuses to name the big time tv star he almost slept with who had poor hygiene. I am DYING to know if my guess is correct.
I received my copy of this book from blogging for books and received no other compensation for this review. The opinions expressed herein are mine and mine alone.