Ice Cube had an ugly break-up with N.W.A. in 1989, followed by his well-received solo debut, AmeriKKKa’s Most Wanted in 1990. A year later, his Death Certificate dropped to even better reviews.
The release also generated a lot of controversy, with Ice Cube’s lyrics (deservedly) called out as misogynistic, racist, anti-Semitic and homophobic. Let’s just say the Oscars won’t be tapping him to host anytime soon.
I like the idea of second careers in show business. I don’t mean second acts, like the one Mickey Rourke is entering, or the one Pulp Fiction gave to John Travolta, but entire second careers in a field or medium different from the one in which somebody originally found fame.
An obvious example would be someone like child actor turned Oscar-winning director Ron Howard, who went from Opie to Richie to helming Apollo 13. Then there’s Mark McGrath, who first found fame as the lead singer of pop group Sugar Ray before becoming a full-time anchor on TV’s Extra. Henry Rollins went from a frightening hard rock band leader to a frightening host of a film-focused talk show on IFC.
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