Zilla Rocca has no heart. Instead, his chest cavity is filled with grime and steel. Like Keith Richards, he cannot be killed by conventional weapons. Valentine’s Day is here…again. On my quest to spend the bulk of my time not buying chocolate, heart-shaped candies, nor ridiculously overpriced flowers, I stumbled upon quite possibly the best… Continue reading »
Inspired by a headline on HipHopGame.com that described Fat Joe’s latest opus as a ‘gangster rap album’” (as though he were departing from his recent string of prog-folk-protest-spoken words LP’s), Zilla Rocca has stared into the abyss and uncovered shocking scoops about a slew of upcoming rap records. Please feel free to add your own… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca‘s New Year’s resolution for 2008 is to slap more kufi’s. I don’t know about you, but I love a good gangster rap album. It not only manages to scare the bejesus out of old white people who are running for public office, but gangster rap also shares specific qualities not found in any… Continue reading »
In elite circles in the Cayman Islands, Zilla Rocca is hailed as a deity. It’s now early January 2004, roughly 11 months before I quit my job as a most distinguished retail associate. It’s that time of the year when all businesses slow down after the mad holiday rush of working long hours to… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca was caught stealing once when he was five. He enjoys stealing. It’s as simple as that. Before I was an international bloggin’ sensation, I put in three years working for the worst corporate retailer not named Wal-Mart. You know this, I talked about this earlier in my post on the top 5 most… Continue reading »
If you do not listen to his music Zilla Rocca will invade Japan. And he will be victorious. It’s been a long and crazy hiatus from the Beat Generation. In the meantime, this has been the busiest month in Beat Garden’s short history thus far. We’re wrapping up Nico the Beast’s solo album No Beast So Fierce,… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca is known in some circles as the Philly underground’s version of LL Cool J. This makes Freeway very jealous. And yes, if you were wondering, I will use any and every opportunity I have to post the Bobby Digital album cover. I don’t know about other bloggers, but a large chunk of what… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca likes Tribe Called Quest more than he likes Hammer. Though he does like the girls with the “pumps and a bump.” The first time I heard Lupe, he was spitting a forgettable verse about anime, peach fuzz and Mrs. Butterworth on Kanye’s “Touch the Sky.” I didn’t like his voice, nor his rhyme scheme,… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca is the rap Jack Bauer. Which makes Jack Bauer, the CIA Zilla Rocca. Either way, the terrorists lose. Before I began my career as a highly paid guest blogger here at The Passion, I worked at a national retailer specializing in music in movies from October 2001 until November 2004. For a music nerd… Continue reading »
Just to make it clear: (because apparently no one reads these introductions) “The Beat Generation” is Zilla’s column. I, Jeff Weiss, did not write it. However, I did write both “Private Eyes” and “Maneater” for Hall & Oates. I also invented the Roger Rabbit; both the cartoon character and the dance craze. Everyone’s a rapper:… Continue reading »
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