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If you don’t bow at the iced out feet and god-given gifts of the artists below, you have the swag of a 8th grade hall monitor who worships pogs and the Insane Clown Posse. 10. Dark Sister Dark Sister- Red Velvet from Owlhead Collective on Vimeo. Cupcakes, swag, hags, Witch House, Lil B at his… Continue reading »
Aaron Matthews isn’t American, but he gets the gist. Among popular rappers, Emimem’s sense of self-awareness is rivalled by only Jay and (arguably) 50 Cent. On his ’97 song “Low Down, Dirty,” he imitates a backpacker critiquing the Slim Shady EP: “Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it/It’s rugged, but he needs to… Continue reading »
Aaron Matthews and Sam O’ Grady wrote this after an afternoon of Squeez-Its and Slip-N-Slide. Yes, Trick Daddy. Download: http://www.mediafire.com/?mq9a7zgffws8npp Summer Jamz – Suburban Lampin 2011 1. Fiend – Street Lights Ft. Street Wiz 2. Starlito – Coastin’ 3. Stalley – Hercules 4. Black Hippy – Rolling Stone 5. Sir Michael Rocks – Banco Populair… Continue reading »
Douglas Martin usually uses the phrase “helplessness blues” to describe confused supermarket customers. So now, I am older Than my mother and father When they had their daughter Now, what does that say about me? These are the opening words of Helplessness Blues, delivered within the first ten seconds of lead track “Montezuma”. Robin Pecknold,… Continue reading »
“Fuck a limousine, I’d rather ride Caprices,” sneered Rittz on “Box Chevy Pt. 3,” a standout on last year’s “Trunk Muzik.” Since then, the greater Atlanta-raised red beard has released a flurry of double-timed amphetamine raps that demand evaluation on a proper system, while going 85 down 85, or 110 on the 110. The combination… Continue reading »
The managing editor of Passion of the Weiss, Aaron Matthews was born in 1989 in the rough-and-tumble suburbs of Toronto. The height of Mugsy Bogues and the complexion of mayonnaise, Aaron began life as an avid Elvis fan,complete with the world’s smallest leather jacket. Years later, he moved to Ottawa to study communications and romance Yugoslavian women. His… Continue reading »
Douglas Martin’s grandma doesn’t understand how there’s people in the world who wouldn’t want him as a neighbor. Like many of you who went home for the long weekend, I spent my Thanksgiving in the suburbs. Unlike many of you, I live about five minutes away from my parents. As the rain fell and the… Continue reading »
My long-delayed interview with The Hybrid has beat both Act II and Detox to market. Solace in minor victories. The abridged version is running concurrently at Pop & Hiss, along with a mini-feature on the best advertisement for Adderall since college finals. When you broke down The Hybrid on your Tumblr page, you traced its… Continue reading »
Douglas Martin recently fired his sousaphone player, citing “creative differences”. One of the more overblown and unsavory aspects of underground music since the turn of the century has been the “orchestral indie-rock band.” It’s a weird scene when the rock stars are getting fitted for cummerbunds and tuning their violin strings, the groupies are thumbing… Continue reading »
Why a winter mixtape? Because your Wu mixtape with “Winter Warz” and “Cold World” cracked in half. Because London just got through the biggest snowfall in decades. Yes, this mixtape is being posted on a website better known for summer jamz, but I’d argue that winter transcends weather. I’ve lived in Canada for most of… Continue reading »