http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYHAOvpiPkE This came on the iPod today. Great song. Among other things it brought up three questions. 1. Was the Rza’s Gravediggaz phase the most unintentionally funny alter ego of the 90s? 2. Shaquille O’ Neal circa ’94. A better rapper than Young Jeezy? 3. In terms of sheer ability to spit 16 bars, was… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca’s chief problem isn’t too much rapping, but rather too little stunting like his daddy. As someone who loves, loves, LOVES lyrics and rappin’ and bars and spittage and darts and verbal dexterity, it occurred to me the other day that rappers today rap way too much. I have a few theories as to… Continue reading »
By the third day, we were knocked out, loaded. Hungover, weary, wandering the festival grounds like lethargic lemmings, queuing in lines off instinct, jostled, aggravated and in no mood for the weird Aramaic gibberish spouted by the kid seeing God underneath the Tesla Coil. Three days of this is too much to handle, unless you’re… Continue reading »
I ran into a guy I knew from high school standing in line for the restrooms in the VIP area. I hadn’t seen him in a decade but was about four glasses of $7 wine deep and feeling good. No reason not to be friendly, after all, I no longer harbored a grudge from that… Continue reading »
I hate lines. They’re somewhere in the lower rungs of my own personal inferno along with club kids in fedoras, the Los Angeles Dodgers and the abstract concept of valet parking. Unfortunately, entering Coachella brings me into contact with three of those four food groups as quite often, while waiting in the Bataan Death march-like… Continue reading »
Scott Towler once received six weeks in jail for kicking Tucker Carlson in the groin. Politics as usual. Hillary won Pennsylvania! Did you hear? Do you care? Yeah, me neither. But with all the recent hub-bub about who’ll be our next president, it’s getting harder and harder to ignore. What’s next for this great nation?… Continue reading »
On last year’s None Shall Pass tour, Aesop tabbed Pittsburgh psych weirdos Black Moth Super Rainbow to open for him. It was an inspired move and one that I recommend more rappers do, lest I get stuck standing stupidly watching a bunch of mush-mouthed Myspace MC’s clinging to arbitrary 20th Century notions of what constitutes… Continue reading »
I wrote about the Mezzanine Owls here last month, and my review of their Mezzanine Owls EP appears in this LA Weekly. They’re one of my favorite local bands and they’ve got the Spaceland Monday night residency for the Month of May. I’ll let the review say the rest. LA Weekly: Mezzanine Owls-Mezzanine Owls EP… Continue reading »
Last week, Zilla asked me if I’d like to be part of a contest/freestyle demolition derby involving Nico the Beast, in advance of Nico’s upcoming solo jaunt, No Beast, So Fierce. I agreed, as I make it a general rule to not quibble with anyone nicknamed “the beast,” (this also includes, Dr. Hank McCoy from… Continue reading »
The LA Weekly let me ramble at-length and with messianic zeal about My Morning Jacket in advance of their Coachella performance next weekend. I think it came out well, though ideally I would’ve loved to have had the chance to conduct in-person interviews with the band. That said, Jim James, bassist Two-Tone Tommy and Bo… Continue reading »
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