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When I roll into Sean Paul’s New York City hotel suite just
before 2 p.m. on a Sunday, the Jamaican reggae and dancehall singer
walks into the room accompanied by his manager, a bodyguard and the
sweet smell of herb. Accordingly, I suggest that he spark up to take
the tension off a midafternoon celebrity interview. Even
if you don’t think of yourself as a dancehall or reggae fan, you’ve
definitely heard at least one of Sean Paul’s songs: There’s “Baby Boy”
with Beyoncé, “Gimme the Light,” “We Be Burnin” and “Temperature.”
These jams got serious play the last few years and garnered Sean Paul
nominations at the 2006 Billboard Music Awards for Male Artist of the
Year, Rap Artist of the Year, Hot 100 Single of the Year and Pop Single
of the Year. That year, Sean Paul beat Kanye West and Nick Lachey and
won an American Music Award for his collaboration with Keyshia Cole,
"Give It Up To Me.” (Yeah, that was back when Nick Lachey actually did
something.) Milliseconds into the interview, Sean Paul
whips out an expertly rolled spliff—packed with New York Diesel—from
behind his ear. Smoking weed isn’t really a big deal for the singer.
"For me it’s about a good feeling and feeling like I can get anything
achieved. I don’t get in the doldrums. I concentrate more. For me, it’s
like The Secret, the book," he says. “My father
smoked weed around me as a kid and I viewed it as something that
grownups did," Sean Paul explains. "My mother said: ‘See this thing
that we smoke? You don’t smoke it. It’s for adults. Don’t do it.’ It
was the same to me as not being able to drink or drive a car when I was
little. I was too young and had to wait my turn. I didn’t know it was
illegal. I just knew adults did certain things kids shouldn’t do. But I
always liked the way weed smelled. Like the way people like how coffee
smells,” he says. Unfortunately for the musician, most of
the world doesn’t think of pot as innocuous a drug as java. Back in
August, the singer was arrested for possession in Sweden along with 200
other people. He was performing at the Uppsala Reggae Festival and was
caught smoking weed in front of an undercover police officer. (Only the
lamest undercover cops work a reggae festival. Talk about buzzkill.) But
don’t be fooled by Sean Paul’s hip-hop lifestyle and overall
swagger—he’s probably one of the sweetest (and most incongruous) stars
I’ve ever met. The middle class Jamaican was born in the capital city
of Kingston to a family of swimmers. That’s right—long before he was
expanding his lungs and his mind in the recording studio, Sean Paul was
using his pipes for an entirely different purpose: training to be an
Olympic swimmer. “I was up at 5 a.m. for years, swimming twice a day
and weight training every day, and then smoking and drinking on the
weekends,” he says. Sean Paul also tells me that he studied hotel
management in college before dropping out, and even worked for a hot
second as a bank teller. “I was really fast at counting money,” he
laughs. In some ways, Sean Paul is every mother’s dream:
A nice, Jewish boy (“I have Jewish blood from my father, which means,
yeah, I got Jewish blood”) from a good family—he was raised in the part
of Kingston where kids grow up to be doctors, lawyers and politicians).
But he’s also got that edge that makes the ladies go wild— “I was the
black sheep. I was seen as wild and not knowing what my future will be
about. Things are set up for you where I am from. But I’m the fence
dude. I can see from both sides,” he says. And, on top of
all this talent and charisma, Sean Paul is one prolific artist. At the
end of summer 2009, his fourth album drops. “It’s a futuristic look at
dancehall,” he says taking a long drag. “Less 8-track sound and more
computer and technology. It’s not going to be [so] overproduced [that]
we are killing the hell out of the original sound either. We’re not
like Britney Spears. We left my voice alone and the other tracks are
more like surround sound. It’s less linear and more broader and wider –
better technology. It’s still reggae and dancehall but its not going to
sound like your daddy or granddaddy’s reggae or dancehall.” But
just because his sound is fresh doesn’t mean his lyrics are—Sean Paul
is pretty adamant about the fact that he doesn’t use “harsh, disgusting
language.” We both can’t help but giggle a little after he follows up
this assertion with: “So ‘Give It Up To Me’ is about, yeah, give me
some pussy. But it’s about saying it with tact,” adds the bachelor.
“It’s not wilin’ out. It can play on the radio. I’m thinking about my
son when I am writing this too, you know.” It must be
some combination of his melodic Jamaican accent, his slow, easy smile
and that plume of New York Diesel lingering between us, because the
singer’s candor has now hooked me more than his catchy choruses. While
I don’t "give it up to" him, I do leave Sean Paul’s suite buzzing—maybe
from the secondhand smoke.
تو اين مصاحبه شان پال در مورد اين كه چرا ماری جوآنا ميكشه يه توضيحات كوتاهی ميده! و اينكه قبل از اينكه خواننده بشه هر روز صبح ساعت 5 از خواب بيدار ميشده و ميرفته تمرين كنه تا قهرمان شنای المپيك بشه... من كه مطمئنم اگه شان پال خواننده نميشد و ورزش رو ادامه ميداد، حتما قهرمان المپيك ميشد.