Curly Castro was due. Anyone following the Flatbush-born, Philly-living rapper over the last couple of years would have noticed the extra crank and personality that was coming through his rhymes, features and collaborations. It was time he applied it to a coherent album. His formal debut, Fidel is focused, tight and varied while delivering a… Continue reading »
Most of the time, rap is fun and games. Rare is the track that bangs and conveys a social message without being preachy or didactic. Late period Talib is enough to make you dismiss political and “conscious” rap outright. But then occasionally you hear a song that reminds you of rap’s power to stop you… Continue reading »
We make no effort to camouflage our ardor for the green here at Passion of the Weiss. A drug problem can’t be a drug problem if you make more mistakes when you’re sober. That’s my story and I’m smoking to it. So it’s only natural that I/We/You/ are easily sucked in by a good weed… Continue reading »
No shish kabobs, afro-picks, and dashikis. The Wrecking Crew come with scallops, Columbian neckties, and tailor-made suits. Plus, the occasional goose that needs to be fed. For anyone raised on the Wu as holy scripture, this is far better than any fan fiction you could ever conceive. This is building a heavily fortified compound addition… Continue reading »
Fresh kill from the Wrecking Crew. More black-clad pulp bangers pulsing out of the badlands between Motherless Brooklyn, The Big Sleep, The Fantastic Four and Charlton Heston before he burned his b-r-a-i-n for the NRA. Curly Castro channels his inner Robert Thorn on “Soylent Green,” a track excised from his forthcoming Fidel, where he pairs… Continue reading »
When Zilla first told me about the concept behind Wu-Tang Pulp, I thought it was a terrible idea. The Wu canon is inviolate. There is no way to improve a song like “Bring the Pain” when Method Man raps as smooth and stellar as nutella. A banger like “Fish” is better than even pot-encrusted Branzino.… Continue reading »
Intro inscribed illiodically by Zilla Rocca. The Firm’s self-titled album sold a million copies…and was universally considered a colossal failure, so much so that Eminem took a shot at it when he ghostwrote Dre’s verse on “Forgot about Dre”. The project was such a travesty that it fractured the relationship of one the most talented… Continue reading »
Pain brought and antidotes bandied about by Has-Lo, Curly Castro, and Ethel Cee, who is the greatest rapper to ever share a name with an I Love Lucy character. Word to Fab Five Freddy Mertz. Truthfully, I would prefer doses from Castro and Has too, who respectively lurk in the background and flip the classic… Continue reading »
Castro, outside the window, selling la to the Darkman. Kung fu flicks. Brooklyn, you know. South Philly, you know. Monty Hall in the gallery. Zilla, stylish with bullet-proof confidence. Bad bitches and bad attitudes means mathematics has been studied. Vodka in the freezer. Todd Koppel looking nervous. Moms rocking Ghostface, not the Chef. Respect tape… Continue reading »
Rappers in 2012: still liking The Wire. As they should. In Havana, the man they call El Colocho Castro dive-bombs on a Small Pro beat. All double entendres and vocal distortion, Perry Ellis and Tommie Lee Jones love. Should you have slept on Castro prior, this would be a good place to start. Know the designer.… Continue reading »
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