Producer: Dr. Dre
Album: The Chronic
Label: Death Row, Interscope, Priority

Within a year of its release, the album "dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one" was in the stereo of half the households in the United States, and all of a sudden people who never knew or cared who Tim Dog and Eazy-E were to begin with were dancing around their gravestones like schoolyard zombies. All because of that staggering bass and a skinny teenager from Long Beach named Calvin. Even now it is epic and yet completely nonchalant. Like all songs that change the world it seems painfully simple upon closer inspection. It's a slowed-down Funkadelic tune enhanced by a deluge of synthesizers that gush over the surface of the song with the odor of afternoon intoxication. "Dre Day" was an integral part of a significant moment in politics, in pop music, and in the society of Los Angeles, but the song is not locked in time. It might be the only transcendent dis track in all of hip-hop: an experience so monumental that you somehow forget about what Dre wants to do to Uncle Luke's mouth. It was Dre's confirmation as a new elder in hip-hop and Snoop's coming out party. It's full of nausea and menace and still it exists to get that party moving. —Sam Sweet