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 »
Zilla Rocca, rap Serpico, updates his style from sepia film to contemporary house parties, covert phone calls, and the occasional parking lot car lean. Beyond existing as a metaphor for materialism, “Devil’s Pie” is also an archaic nickname for the 2004 Acura Integra.Why ask why? Small Pro supplies the horns and while no one could… Continue reading »
Pelican briefs, Craig Ehlo, Lil Mac, the beat for Wu Banga, the ghosts of master killers, all channeled on the latest leak from the Wu Tang Pulp project. Some more strictly fam members only shit from the Wrecking Crew (Has-Lo, Zilla Rocca, Curly Castro), plus Boogieman Dela and David Little. Small Pro slices and dices… Continue reading »
Bug eyed monsters clutching swooning heroines. Grassy knolls and brazen adventurers. Blue Beatle butterflys. Murder scenes swept with neon green urgency before tops are turned Ron Burgundy. What’s a Golden Gopher to a taxiderm? Zen koans by Zilla Rocca. Skies stained the color of ash and Tiramisu. Tarnished crowns and lacquered hair. Gold not bronze.… Continue reading »
Check his history: Zilla Rocca’s been a beast. In just 16 bars, no other rapper could seamlessly namedrop the futility of the Seattle Pilots, Neruda, Hemingway’s love of daiquiris, Medellin, Omega 3′s, chicken nuggets, and Southern Comfort while flipping the beat to Tony Stark’s “Fish.” When the Wrecking Crew co-founder first floated the idea of… Continue reading »
All hail the twin Gods of super 8 and synesthesia. Zilla Rocca and Has-Lo mix like yellow and brown to form gold (so the technicolor gods tell me). As I described it earlier, this song is charcoal hands. Purple ties and purple tapes. ZR and Has going crayola, a fresh coat for a tired blend.… Continue reading »
When I was in college, one of my best friends regularly employed the slogan, “every day is a Friday.” It was a myopic mantra only able to ring true for four years — tops. Or forever if you live the life of sloth and indolence that we practice here at Kramerica Industries. Barring an existence… Continue reading »
Zilla Rocca, the black cherry plucker, public pool poisoner, Scorsese Cinephile, bottle breaker, corner store crusher, flavor aficionado, Chef conisseur, root beer fade fanatic, dime store detective, pulp fiction sage, comic book kingpin. Al Pacino poltergeist, dame dropper, Barcelona breakfaster, Mojito masher, Cohiba filtered flatfoot, noir-hop creator. Best consumed with a Winchester and a Winchester.… Continue reading »
Charcoal hands. Purple ties and purple tapes. ZR and Has going crayola, a fresh coat for a tired blend. Indirect homage to Ice-T and straightforward pounds to Edan and Elzhi. Kids raised on Wu-Tang slang slashing in opal and in the color of money. Biggie referenced in mustard spread. Egg shell tiles. Nostalgia stashed in… Continue reading »
“Saturday Nite” feels less timely at 11:00 a.m., Sunday morning, but the beauty of Zilla Rocca’s Nights and Weekends mix is that you can blast it until we have to stop wearing white (does not apply to Cam’ron, whose ability to breach the furthest parameters of the color spectrum remains on Technicolor Dreamcoat level ).… Continue reading »
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Jeff Weiss
Sach O
Douglas Martin
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Abe Beame
Evan Nabavian
Tosten Burks
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Jonah Bromwich
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Jeff Weiss
Sach O
Douglas Martin
Tosten Burks
Aaron Matthews
Abe Beame
Jonah Bromwich
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Sach O
Douglas Martin
Tosten Burks
Aaron Matthews
Evan Nabavian
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