Image via Generation Prime I mean honestly, couldn’t you have at least contained your obnoxious buffoonery to “The Choice is Yours,” or “Electric Relaxation” or “Hip Hop Hooray,” or any number of the infinitely better songs that the DJ subsequently played. Where is your sense of dignity, sir? Furthermore, why are you wearing a Yankees… Continue reading »
In a manner fitting for his rhyme style, the Genius has steadily and stealthily crafted one of the best discographies in hip-hop history. Despite this, the guy’s rarely mentioned in greatest rapper arguments and granted, while he’s probably a bit too dry to inhabit that rarefied air, he’s certainly not far off. Pro Tools is the GZA’s… Continue reading »
Last Friday, my feature on The Arabian Prince, a seminal and slept-on figure in hip-hop history, ran in the LA Times. If you’d like to read it, it can be found here. I think it does an adequate job of summarizing who Arabian is and why he’s important enough for Peanut Butter Wolf and Stones… Continue reading »
In kind of obvious but not really news, Muggs is/was sorely underrated. Retrospectively, and at the moment of first bong rip, the production on those first three Cypress Hill albums is black lights-out great. Also, I had completely forgotten that Rza and U-God pop up on “Killa Hill Niggas,” the latter turning in one his… Continue reading »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cp_faxeZ4CI File this under things I am contractually obligated to post on. For me, Badu and MMJ getting together is like giving John Belushi speed balls. I have no choice. Download: (Via the unstoppable Gorilla Monsoon) MP3: My Morning Jacket ft. Erykah Badu-”Tyrone”
A lot of you Internet lurkers seem to hate The Game, but per the gist of my Times review that ran yesterday, he raps well, picks good beats, gets great guest appearances, and makes albums that are competent homages to the West Coast gangster rap that I grew up loving. Granted, I probably could’ve used… Continue reading »
Until I give it at least a half-dozen spins, I’m waiting to reserve judgment on Everything That Happens Will Happen Today, the new album from David Byrne and Brian Eno, their first since the classic 1981 collaboration My Life in the Bush of Ghosts. However, on this Tuesday night, as I furiously attempt to play… Continue reading »
Ted DiBiase knows a winner when he sees one. That’s how he earned the nickname “The Million Dollar Man” when those Cash Money clowns were still learning to ice their first teeth. And rest assured, Teddy B. would’ve inevitably proclaimed Day 3 of Outside Lands, the winner of the match, even if he would’ve declared it from inside… Continue reading »
The crowd was older and tamer yesterday. No wholesale destruction of chain link fences, no claustrophobic clusterfucks trying to get across the endless expanse of festival ground, no scofflaws streaming into the VIP section to taunt the fools that squandered $700 a ticket for nicer bathrooms and a slightly more refined environment in which to purchase… Continue reading »
Aug
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Don’t expect much. No one with an iota of common sense would attend a music festival after being struck by the snarling combination of African Sleeping Sickness/Mono/Ricketts/Gout/Scurvy that waylaid me for a full two weeks of misery and and continues to leave my left leg swollen and tubby as though it belonged to William Howard Taft. After… Continue reading »
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