Passion of the Weiss

Eight Is Enough

December 24th, 2007

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The best albums of the 2007 list will continue on Wednesday. If your soulless employers have forced you to work today and you’re looking for a way to kill time, might I recommend a Wu-Tang feature that I wrote in this week’s LA Weekly. It’s probably not my place to say whether it’s good or not, but I think my 15-year self would be pleased.

Wu-Tang Feature in LA Weekly

MP3: Wu-Tang Clang-”Campfire”

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Zilla Rocca Radio-The Ghostface Episode

December 22nd, 2007

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I’ve spent most of the morning listening to my man Zilla’s Ghostface podcast. Definitely worth your time on this pre-Xmas Saturday.

Check it out. 

And as a bonus, here’s Zilla’s re-working of Common’s “I Used to Love H.E.R. remix.” Also highly recommended.

MP3: Zilla Rocca-”I Never Loved Her”

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Paris, Tokyo. Not a Fiasco

December 14th, 2007

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Too early to tell, but I’m thinking The Cool might almost live up to the high praise Dart Adams and The Rap Up have thrown at it. It’s not album of the year good, but it’s good. Maybe great. As for “Paris, Tokyo?” It’d certainly be in my top 10 if I were going to do it again. It kind of sounds like a lost outtake from Midnight Marauders. (Even though Lupe would probably tell you it was inspired by Eightball & MJG)

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MP3: Lupe Fiasco-”Paris, Tokyo”

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The 10 Best Local Albums Of 2007

December 14th, 2007

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This blog hasn’t given local acts nearly enough shine over the past 12 months, but here’s some records from Angeleno bands that I enjoyed. If you’re looking for other, probably more informed local lists, I highly recommend checking out You Set the Scene, Rock Insider, and Surfing on Steam’s.

10. Sea Wolf-Leaves in the River

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At times, Leaves In the River reads a little predictably quirky, but Alex Church’s pop heart salvages this from being the effort of another accordian-toting, maritime metaphor-using copycat. The sound might not be the most original (I can’t wait for Colin Meloy’s “Shark N—s (Biters)” skit on the next Decemberists record), but when Church connects, as like on Starbucks-gypsy stomp of “Winter Windows” or Indie 103.1 staple, “You’re a Wolf,” it’s almost impossible to resist.

Sea Wolf on Myspace

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MP3: Sea Wolf-”You’re a Wolf”

9. Le Switch-Hello Today

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As Duke has repeatedly pointed out, Aaron Kyle’s brand of tipsy saloon-rock grows on you like a fungus. At first, you’re kind of like, ‘hey a fungus, maybe I should get rid of that.’ Then you realize that Aaron’s a pretty big dude and maybe you shouldn’t be so quick to go to the doctor. And the next thing you know, you’re including him on your “Best Of” lists and not even because you’re trying to avoid a brawl, (therein violating your personal rule about never feuding with bands named after weapons), but more importantly, because of the fact that Kyle is a deceptively proficient songwriter.

Le Switch On Myspace

MP3: Le Switch-”Living In Another World” (Left-Click)

8. The Prix-The Prix EP/St. Domino

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There was a week in June when I played nothing but Dungen’s Tio Bitar and The Prix’s eponymous debut EP. Their psychedelic, Saturday escapism seemed to meld perfectly with the blue afternoons and hazy sunsets of the early summer. They aren’t trying to re-invent the wheel, they’re just trying to revive that familiar, insanely catchy strain of 60’s guitar pop native to Los Angeles. And they succeed.

The Prix on Myspace

MP3: The Prix- “It’s All in the Way That You Trip”

7. No Age-Weirdo Rippers

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No Age has arguably as much potential as anyone on this list. Their debut LP/singles collection, Weirdo Rippers has moments where you believe the hype and think that these guys have a chance to evolve a hybrid of The Ramones and Guided By Voices. But too often, they let their lo-fi/punk roots become an excuse for sloppiness. Yet Weirdo Rippers no doubt leaves you with the impression that if No Age can find a way to mix their powerful, spastic, punk with a still-developing knack for songcraft, they can be great.

No Age on Myspace

MP3: No Age-”Everybody’s Down”

6. Minor Canon-No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

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Suffused with elegiac horns and Paul Larson’s impressive vocal capabilities, No Good Deed Goes Unpunished has a sonic depth and richness that makes it more than just the sad white guy schtick you’d expect to see on in a dorm room iTunes playlist labeled “Just Been Dumped.” Though this is technically their debut, the members of The Minor Canon are veterans of the Silverlake scene and it shows throughout, with Larson’s lyrical maturity and meticulous, layered arrangements.

Minor Canon on Myspace

MP3: The Minor Canon-”Bend Like Trees”

5. Earlimart-Mentor Tormentor

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This probably didn’t receive as much attention as it deserved because these guys have made a half dozen records before and you kind of know what you’re getting at this point. (Fans of Grandaddy, Elliot Smith, you’ll probably enjoy this). All in all, it’s another very solid effort from one of the most solid bands to emerge from Los Angeles in the decade.

Earlimart on Myspace

MP3: Earlimart-”Answers and Questions”

4. Blu and Exile-Below the Heavens

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It’s a shame how long its taken me to even mention this record, considering Blu’s one of the best non-Stones Throw rappers to emerge in the post-Jurassic 5 LA underground. Below the Heavens might not be on the level of J5’s self-titled debut, but it’s certainly a promising start. Blu’s flow is fierce, with a lyrical content more street-wise than the average subterranean rapper yet smarter than your average hustler-turned-rapper.

Blu on Myspace

MP3: Blu and Exile-”My World Is…”

3. The Broken West-I Can’t Go On, I’ll Go On

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I was pretty underwhelmed when caught the Broken West at their Spaceland residency earlier this year. I liked their Merge released debut, I Can’t Go On, I’ll Go On, well-enough, but it never felt like much more than pleasant Big-Star/New Pornographers knockoff. The sort of a record you’d listen to for about a week and promptly discard when something better came along. But when I caught The Broken West a little while ago at the Echo, they were a completely different band, road-tested and infinitely tighter than in the spring. Live, the songs from I Can’t Go On sounded re-invented and when I went back to the record, it was much better than I remembered. If their next album can match the energy of their live sound, these guys are a lock to be the next big band to break out of LA.

The Broken West on Myspace

MP3: The Broken West-”So It Goes”

2. The Parson Redheads-King Giraffe

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The Parson Redheads make no secret about trying to build upon Los Angeles’ laid-back legacy, relentlessly channeling the spirit of the Byrds, CSNY, and Gram Parsons. Their album chugs along so smoothly that its show-stopper, “Full Moon,” (a centerpiece of the band’s dynamic live show) creeps up on you with its graveyard lyrics, serpentine Zombies keyboards, and twisting miasma of psychedelic guitars. Dropping their optimism for a moment, Way and his sister Erin, the band’s keyboardist, conspire murderously and the band finally let loose, unleashing a primal squall of feedback that leads you to believe that a lot more great things are in store for these guys.

The Parson Redheads on Myspace

MP3: The Parson Redheads-”Full Moon”

1. The Deadly Syndrome-The Ortolan

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The Ortolan is a very good record, maybe the best of the recent batch of bands that have broken out of Silverlake in the last few years. Most surprising is The Deadly Syndrome’s inherent knack for transmitting the wild-eyed schizophrenia of their notoriously frenetic stage show to the studio, a difficult task for veteran bands, let alone a bunch of former film school kids who came out of virtually nowhere to become one of the Eastside’s biggest bands in just months.

“I Hope I Become a Ghost” rides out on a flying dust cloud of mad monk piano keys and caveman drums. “The Ship that Shot Itself” is buoyed by an ethereal accordion line that breathes and swells, fleshing out the bare-bones folk guitar line. “Emily Paints” starts out like lukewarm Hot Hot Heat but resurrects itself mid-song like a forest full of dead trees struck by lightning, burning in an orange crush-colored haze of guitars. Ultimately, it’s these superficially benign instrumental patches that reveal exactly why Steve Aoki was wise to dangle a record deal in front of them approximately 16 minutes after they formed (proving once again that no one is capable of resisting the fried rice at Benihana).

The Deadly Syndrome on Myspace

MP3: The Deadly Syndrome-”Eucalyptus”

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10 Haikus About 2007’s Most Overhyped Albums

December 13th, 2007

Animal Collective-Strawberry Jam

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Sounds Like Bad Acid Trip

At arcade in New Jersey

Let Panda roam solo.

Arcade Fire-Neon Bible

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Right now in heaven

Toole Composes Lengthy Indictment

Against Neon Bible.

Arctic Monkeys-Favourite Worst Nightmare

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Least favourite nightmare

Listening to this on repeat

For Infinity.

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Battles are Jam Band

For Smart Kids, Pass the Atlas

To the left hand side.

Blitzen Trapper-Wild Mountain Nation

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Dead and Pavement Mix

Worse than tie dye and flannel.

Pick one. Weed or whine?

Bloc Party-A Weekend in the City

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The Weekend Goes Bad

Cocaine Is Had Kele Gets Sad

Repeat thirteen times

Dan Deacon-Spiderman of the Rings

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“My Generation”

As written by a neon elf

People try to put us down?

Lil Wayne-Da Drought 3

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Stop the mad lib rhymes

Release Carter III already

Quit with the syrup.

M.I.A.-Kala

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Rip off New Order

Combat Rock and Bollywood

Too much for hipsters.

Patrick Wolf-The Magic Position

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Dandy carousel

But the magic position

is the off switch.

If you aren’t a fan of film title quizzes and you’d be more interested in finding a quiz that is more about the music you’d find in movies or other places then going online to find such a quiz isn’t a bad idea. You could even find some art quizzes if you’re not too into music or movies.

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The 25 Best Hip-Hop Songs of 2007 Pt. 5 (#5-1)

December 12th, 2007

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Even if you are a jewel thief, it is never wise to mess with a man whose name is Sgt. Larvell Jones.

5. Jay-Z ft. Nas-”Success”

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These two. Thing is, this song shouldn’t be this high on my Best Of list. Say these guys hadn’t spent a decade trying to fuck each other’s baby mama’s, Sean Carter and Nasir Jones probably would’ve recorded at least a half-dozen songs better than “Success.” But at least they finally managed to get it right. Granted, neither Jay nor Nas turns in their best performance, but just hearing two of the best rappers of their generation go at it on the same track is something special in its own right–particularly when backed by seraphic church organs angling towards the sky and slow regal drums. It doesn’t matter that Jay-Z’s does a lazy flip of an old Eminem verse. It doesn’t matter that Nas tells people for the 34th time that he has the blood of a king (Hopefully, this one). It’s still a success.

MP3: Jay-Z ft. Nas-”Success”

4. Ghostface Killah ft. Method Man and Raekwon-”Yolanda’s House”

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It’s probably cliche by now to point out how much of Ghost’s brilliance stems from his attention to detail. In theory, “Yolanda’s House” has no right to be this great. Starks has written dozens of heist stories over the years, but somehow he’s able to make each one unique, letting it breathe in its own distinct world of blood, smoke and banana nutraments.

On “Yolanda’s House,” Ironman’s on the run from the cops again. His watch is cracked, his Nikes are scuffed, his body is scratched from fleeing through bushes and backyards . He’s tired, out of breath, stoned. The sirens wail behind him. His heart bulges out of his chest, paranoid thoughts dart through his dazed mind. He thinks about quitting slanging, but knows he can’t. He needs the money. Out of options, he yells to God to strike him if he doesn’t like him. But of course, God likes him. It’s Ghostface after all. He’s the honest man living outside the law.

Miraculously, he ducks into a safe house, explains his situation, and convinces a sympathetic woman to cook him fries, fish sticks and biscuits, all while still applying her lipstick. Satiated, belly fat, he slices open a blunt and stuffs it full of weed. They smoke. One thing leads to another, Ghost is about get some “head wop” and more, when suddenly, the hiss and static of walkie talkies bleeds through the thin project walls. The cops are rumbling up the stairwell. Frantically, Ghost ducks into the next room, hiding behind a wall, spying Method Man, about to fuck the fish-stick cooker’s sister. Raw. And all this happens in just one minute.

MP3: Ghostface ft. Method Man & Raekwon-”Yolanda’s House”

3. UGK ft. Outkast-”Int’l Players Anthem”

This video has everything. Jokes about Rowdy Roddy Piper. Appearances from Bishop Magic Don Juan in a lime green hat. A wedding reception that looks even more fun than the Gimme-A-Keg-Of-Beer party in Teen Wolf. And of course, a great song behind it. But more than just being a pimped-out wedding fantasia, “Int’l Players Anthem” manages to capture the different sides of the male psyche. At one end, Andre plays the hopeless romantic, walking down the alter in a kilt, convinced that his bliss won’t be ephemeral. At the other extreme, an ice-draped Bun B and Pimp call other guys fairies and brag about driving Bentleys and wearing Russian Sable. The concept of settling down with one woman is unthinkable.

Big Boi plays the centrist, the pragmatic voice of reason. He’s not necessarily opposed to marriage, he’s just picky and wants to make sure he isn’t being played. Andre would call him jaded. Big Boi laughs and tells Andre to ask Paul McCartney about true love. Usually, posse cuts are just exercises for rappers to spit their most ferocious battle raps, but on this one, UGK and Outkast take it the next level, creating an an instant classic, complete in both its concept and execution.

MP3: UGK ft. Outkast-”Int’l Players Anthem”

2. El-P-”Poisenville Kids No Wins/Reprise (This Must Be Our Time)

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In Poisenville, the kids walk on floors made of broken glass and sawdust. They wear silver-colored rags and eat tomatoes the size of human heads. The sun never shines and they only serve cold brackish coffee. In school, the machines drone on with all the right answers and when they return home the children watch only reality shows and ultra-violent cartoons. Garbage lines the streets. Bombs explode on the front pages of poorly reported newspapers. The entire congress consists of aging actors, and bad ones at that. It’s the last chapter in El-P’s tar-black dystopia, the world’s gone awry and all anyone can do is laugh.

MP3: El-P -”Poisenville Kids No Wins/Reprise (This Must Be Our Time)

1. Outkast-”Da Art of Storytellin’ Pt. 4″

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Da’ Art of Storytellin’” is a challenge to all-comers, a dare to the rap world to see if anyone stronger has emerged since Andre got bored with hip-hop sometime around the millennium. It’s that all-too-rare, adrenaline-racing, boombox monstrosity that whip-saws you to attention and makes you remember why you loved hip-hop so much in the first place. In an ideal rap world, this song would get at the very least as much burn on car stereos as “Soulja Girl” (notice, Andre’s bumping 100 Miles And Running). The sort of thing you’d hope would shift some teenage rapper’s paradigm from the obscene commercialism of the newest school, to the line of storytellers descended from Slick Rick and Kool G Rap, This should be required rewind listening for all aspiring rappers. Fuck being a motivational speaker, an actor, or a “brand,” rappers should want to tell stories, not be them.

MP3: Outkast-”Da Art of Storytelling Pt. 4″

While this list might not contain any kids songs you can rest assured that plenty of kids music, along with arts and crafts, can be found easily on the Internet. Besides the variety of arts and crafts projects you might be able to find, designed for any kind of art you might be interested in, there are plenty of other kids activities to be discovered.

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The 25 Best Hip-Hop Songs of 2007 Pt. 4 (#9-6)

December 11th, 2007

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The film that ended the Cold War.

9. Hi-Tek Ft. Talib Kweli & Dion-”Time”

People get caught up in a time and what that song represents to them at the time they hear it. Nothing I’m gonna do after that is going to match up to that time period, because they can’t get that back. So I have to realize that when I make music, that time is never gonna be back to them-Talib Kweli

In 2001, I saw Talib Kweli five times and each performance he seemed to grow closer and closer to greatness. There was a fierce hunger in his eyes then, he was young and eager, rapping in breathless machine-gun bursts as though he was trying to break out of the underground one syllable at a time. Kweli had a restless quality, moving with intensity and focus, like if he stopped paying attention for a single moment, one of his thoughts would escape and never return.

But then something happened. Quality came out and it was solid but uninspiring. A step back not forward. Time lunged on. By the time Beautiful Struggle came out, listening to it felt like how I imagine hipsters will feel in five years when they have the did-I-used-to-wear-that realization that they spent two wears in the late 00’s rocking mustaches and stove-pipe hats. Every track came with a corny, and massive R&B hook, not to mention the uneasy similarity Beautiful Struggle single “I Try” had with Quality single, “Get By.” Kweli was played out like keg stands and gravity bong rips, things things that I used to fuck with regularly in the past, but never planned to include in my post-collegiate life.

Then I heard, “Time,” easily the best track off of Hi-Tek’s recently released Hi-Teknology 3 album. Instantly, I fell back a half-dozen years, the requisite flood of memories: old mix tapes made, stoned nocturnal car rides through the lazy hills of northeast LA, Reflection Eternal as the soundtrack at some drunken party spilling into a sad gray dawn. Hi-Tek’s beat is godlike, a celestial burst of stoned soul with Kweli’s raps melding perfectly to it. These two need each other, like Pete Rock and CL Smooth or Premier and Guru. Apparently, they’re going to do another Reflection Eternal album. That’s good news. In the meantime, sure Kweli still may never mean as much to me as he did six years ago, but you know what, I’m okay with liking him again. It’s time.

MP3: Hi-Tek ft. Talib Kweli & Dion-”Time”


8. Bishop Lamont ft. Phat Kat and Elzhi-”Goat It”

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As discussed last week.

MP3: Bishop Lamont ft. Phat and Elzhi of Slum Village-”Goatit”

7. Devin the Dude ft. Snoop Dogg, Andre 3000-”What a Job”

Yup, it would really suck to get to be a professional rapper. Take Snoop. I mean that quarter pound of weed isn’t going to smoke itself all day every day Or Andre 30,000,000, (as in sold), who is pretty much worshiped as a God on at least six continents and yet still, he’s kept up nights with worries about file-sharing (maybe he hangs out with Lars Ulrich?). Or Devin the Dude, who must be doing fine because his nickname is the Dude. He abides. (But seriously Dude, if you’re worried that your baby mama is thinking you’re “on some other shit,” might I recommend not writing a song about how girls should sleep with you because your dick goes well with broccoli & cheese.) The thing is, this is my 7th favorite rap song of the 2007. This is the job these guys were meant to be doing.

MP3: Devin the Dude ft. Andre 3000 and Snoop Dogg-”What a Job”

6. Aesop Rock-”No City”

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It’s always sort of irritated me that people who consider themselves “hip-hop heads” invariably don’t like Aesop Rock. I understand why. He’s white. He uses a lot of big words. He rocks Che hats. I get it. But still, his career doesn’t get nearly as much respect as it should. Though I imagine if Aesop rapped over beats like this more often, the question would be moot. 8 Diagrams is good and all, but on “No City” Blockhead makes the kind of beat you hoped the RZA would be making in ‘07, a voodoo cauldron of dive-bombing violins, levitating guitar lines, and New Orleans jazz pianos. Aesop kills it, letting off an surrealist jag of images of 6 billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn, waiting gates to Hades, and yachts and mansions dropping from canyons.

MP3: Aesop Rock-”No City”

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Disco Vietnam-Splitting 8’s

December 10th, 2007

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Welcome to yet another edition of Disco Vietnam’s The Pick-Up Artist, because if there is one thing the members of Disco Vietnam understand it’s women. Today’s lesson will be brought to you by Disco Vietnam affiliate and board-certified mack Dr. Chet Rockstone. Dr. Chet Rockstone comes to us with a wealth of experience, having served as the personal mack instructor to the stars for over 10 years. Dr. Rockstone has slept with so many chicks when you ask him for a ballpark figure he says, “Yes!”

Before we proceed with today’s lesson I, Dr. Chet Rockstone, would like to review a couple of things:

1. All chicks are fucking insane

2. See rule 1.

Yes indeedeedoo my friends! The secret to landing that cinnamon bun broad of your wettest waking dreams is to understand chicks don’t really have brains. Dudes have brains! Yeah, and we got something else, too! Haha! Do the math, chumps!

You Can Always Trust a Doctor Whose Name is Rockstone.

 

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You see, dudes are logical; chicks are emotional. That’s the dialectic. When dudes argue with chicks our objective is to present a series of rational explanations for our decisions. When chicks argue with dudes, however, their objective is to get us to lose our fucking minds by forcing us to think with our emotions, something dudes aren’t capable of doing with any proficiency while still being hot for chicks.

So, if you want to land that hot broad you got to make logic triumph over emotion. Understanding the simple logic “all women are fucking crazy” and using that information to your advantage will surely put you on the path to landing that smoking hot delicious piece of salt water trout you’ve been smacking your lips thinking about since you first got a whiff. Hell yeah!

Now, without further ado I would like to present today’s lesson, something I like to call “Splitting 8s.”

Splitting 8s is a highly advanced technique. Some of you may have difficulty grasping the concept and for those people I recommend either reviewing the previous chapters of Disco Vietnam’s Pick-Up Artistry or beating’ off.

Let’s say you meet two hot young chicks, one blonde, the other brunette. They’re two young idealistic 22-year-olds just out of college getting their first taste of the real world. And I don’t need to remind you guys, it’s a jungle out there. You remember, right? Well, guess what? Thing haven’t changed. It’s still a jungle out there and while our two hot chicks may not want to admit to it, you can tell they’re a bit overwhelmed (Don’t forget to prey on their weakness! See chapter 7 for review).

Now, let’s say you’ve met them with some of your friends on a Wednesday night where all of you had a great time dancing to indie rock or early 90s Top 40 rap or something (I don’t know what you kids do). You immediately recognize they are best friends, seemingly connected at the hip, but in their obvious desperation to meet new people and make this gigantic crazy jungle they’ve entered just a little bit smaller they both give you their numbers. Two days later, as is recommended in the guidebook, you call them up to invite them to a chill DJ party in the Lower East Side. They seem interested and sure enough they show up. This time your friends are gone and it’s just you and two girls and here’s where it gets interesting.

You dance with both girls equally, drink with both girls equally, talk to both girls equally, flirt with both girls equally, smoke with both girls equally. By all accounts it’s defintely on. But with who?

Here are your scenarios:

1. Neither

2. The blonde

3. The brunette

4. The blonde and the brunette

5. The blonde and the brunette, at the same time.

As you can see by scenario 5 you have an opportunity of a lifetime here if you play it right. Well, the only way to play this right: split your 8s.

Disco Vietnam’s Pick-Up Artist Book Sold Separately

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When playing Blackjack, if in the event you are dealt two 8s, two fairly good cards that appear to be of equal value, it is generally understood you split them. Splitting 8s is generally considered a defensive play, a means of cutting one’s losses. However, in this case I would argue it is a means of maximizing success. 4 of those 5 scenarios are fucking awesome. By splitting 8s what you’re actually doing is letting the game come to you.

You may happen to like the brunette more than the blonde, but let’s not get crazy here. You should never let something as meaningless as your personal preferences leave you with dry balls. You don’t have to choose which chick wants to hook-up with you just as you don’t have to choose which one of your 8s will beat the dealer once you hit. All you can really do is just hit on both individually and get the fuck out of the way. The more you leave these decisions up to girls the more in control they feel. But they’re not in control. Ever. They’re chicks. They’re fucking nuts. You’re in control.

Of course it’s important to note: women aren’t actually cards; women are women, and as we’ve established, women are fucking insane. Don’t forget, you can use this to your advantage in a variety of ways. Create a subtle competition for your affections. Women don’t really want what they want, they just want to get what they want. If you turn yourself into an object instead of a human being before you know it these two best friends/enemies will be fighting over you surrounded by pillows and sheets and all sorts of toys. Threesome! Everyone wins! Most importantly, you! Hell yeah! Split your 8s.

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MP3: Disco Vietnam-”The NP (Natalie Portman)”

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Christmas in California: A Statistical Impossibility

December 10th, 2007

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I wish I had the time to fully explain the weirdness that was the Power 106 Cali Christmas concert. But I don’t. I’m working on a piece on the Ghostface and Wu albums for the LA Weekly and my brain is absolutely fried. However, I did write a 400-word piece for the Times that ran on Saturday. It probably isn’t enough room to truly vent about the abomination that is commercial hip-hop radio, but hey word limits are word limits. Half the review is about Lupe Fiasco, not because I think Lupe is spectacular, in fact I pretty much agree with everything Zilla wrote about him. But really, compared to the rest of those clowns, he was Rakim. The review also contains the revelation that T-Pain is really Levar Burton from “Star Trek” trying to do an impression of Roger Troutman. True story.

Power 106 Cali XMas Review in the LA Times 

Download from The Cool
MP3: Lupe Fiasco-”The Coolest”

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The 25 Best Hip-Hop Songs of 2007 Pt. 3 (#14-10)

December 7th, 2007

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Mental Note: Avoid guys with the nickname “Mad Dog.”

14. Redman-”Blow Treez”

Why did we have to wait until 2007 for Redman, the man who taught a generation of impressionable youths how to roll a blunt, to sample Bob Marley, the greatest blunt roller of them all? Flipping the halcyon palm-tree sway of “Sun is Shining” from 1978’s Kaya, Reggie Noble enlists Method Man and whoever the fuck Ready Roc is to create the stoner anthem of the year. It’s a bit reductive to tell you to bump this from a booming system stoned on an impossibly sunny spring day, but hey, sometimes that’s just the way things were intended.

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MP3: Redman ft. Method Man and Ready Roc-”Blow Treez”

Bonus:
MP3: Bob Marley: “Sun is Shining”

13. Kanye West-”Everything I Am”

Let’s talk, Common. I can live with the Gap ads. I can even handle the weirdness of the B.F.F. relationship with Ari Gold, but something’s gone terribly awry when you pass up a beat like this It’s simple but soulful, twinkling piano keys, somber Southern Baptist wails, and soft trembling drums. Stir some Premier scratches directly into its heart and you get arguably the best beat on Graduation. Kanye does it justice too, rattling off a litany of his flaws, spazzing out at Awards shows, not being as black as one of the dudes in Blackstreet (?). It reads a little calculating but plays as one of the few humanizing touches that manage to make Graduation endearing in spite of its arena-sized ego.

MP3: Kanye West-”Everything I Am”

12. Marco Polo ft. Masta Ace-”Nostalgia”

Video of the year. Not for any sort of technical complexity or originality, but for its ruthless ability to achieve its goals. With his Premier/Pete Rock homage, Polo’s beat sounds like it was made while drinking a Yoohoo and smoking a Philly at D&D. If you listen hard enough, there’s even a snippet of “Mass Appeal.” The video sketches out the idea in faded colors, a throwback to the Yo MTV Raps! days of grainy low-budget video after low-budget video, full of hooded scowls, dim Brooklyn afternoons and Bodega runs. The song’s called “Nostalgia.” It succeeds.

11. Prodigy-”Stuck on You”

I’m sure that the “Return of the Mac” will wind up pretty high on a lot of Year End Lists, but it just had too many dud tracks for me. Prodigy sounds prematurely old these days, huffing and puffing to catch up to the beat, fumbling with new ways of saying the same old things. And let’s never speak of “Blood Money” again. Yet with “Stuck On You,” Alchemist slows things down, tossing heavy sedated drums over a sample of “I’m Hooked on You.” Rapping like a clumsy, ursine, past his-prime George Foreman, Prodigy throws a haymaker and connects soundly.

MP3: Prodigy-”Stuck On You”

10. Klashnekoff-”The Revolution Will Not Be Televised On Channel U”

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You’re probably wondering who Klashenekoff is. This is because you’re probably American and Americans don’t like British rap. Unless of course, its done by Dizzee Rascal, and then that’s really just Americans attempting to like British rap because it seems strangely exotic even though it’s not very good. But you’ll probably like Klashnekoff. He released one great album, The Sagas of Klashnekoff, and waited three years to finally release a record called Lionheart: Tussle With the Beast. Needless to say, tussling with beasts wasn’t about to get any American distribution. Nor were songs about “Channel U.” I didn’t even know what “Channel U” was until Dom Passantino’s reviewed the record for Stylus. It kind of doesn’t matter. The song sounds like early Mobb Deep, stabbing strings, warehouse-big drums and rhymes simultaneously hard-core and darkly poetic. Download it, go to his Myspace, try remember this guy’s name (Admittedly, not an easy task.)

MP3: Klashnekoff- “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised On Channel U”

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