Here's a pretty solid obit for Jammin' 95.5, Portland's only hip-hop station. After years of, well, sucking horribly, the owners pulled the plug and ditched the rap theme for an all-sports format this morning. The station's slow decline and overdue demise are either a testament to how bad the genre has become or how damn lily white this city is.

Rap, hip-hop, whatever you want to call it, it all died with Tupac. So says me. Not that I'm an authority but, still, how many songs does the world need about being insanely rich while driving to clubs, being insanely rich while lounging around VIP rooms in clubs and being insanely rich while leaving clubs to go to other clubs?

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