This is what Doc Zeus does. After seven years of living in “Brooklyn” during the Great Hipster Gold Rush, I have attended my fair share of mediocre experimental art shows in the bowels of some half-finished art space. These functions inevitably begin to feel the same. You stand stiffly around, gossiping with friends and drinking […]

Doc Zeus is from Cleveland. The mythology goes like this: there once was a rapper named Dwayne who was bold enough to claim that he was the “best rapper alive.” For a time, people believed him. Beginning with the release of Tha Carter, extending through an exhaustive collection of critically acclaimed mixtapes and guest appearances, […]

Doc Zeus hath risen. For a man who has the stoned Scumbag Steve countenance of a young Jason Mewes, Harry Fraud of the titular “La Musica De Harry Fraud,” has managed to become one of the most accomplished young producers in hip hop. In-demand and prolific, Fraud has become the breakout producer in a resurgent […]

Doc Zeus is the blog game, Roger Dorn. Things seemed so promising in 2008. Rap blogs had seemingly democratized how new artists were heard and a generational shift of new stars was ostensibly on the way.  A Zeitgest-capturing XXL cover hailed these “diverse” Internet-incubated rappers poised to lift hip hop out of the doldrums — […]

Doc Zeus welcomes you to Fall. What some cynical ass shit this is… “Lyricism” gets a bad rap these days. You may also know it as “lyrical ass lyricism,” “rappity rapping,” and “that boring stuff between all the adlibs.” But when practiced properly by a licensed professional, pure lyricism can be as thrilling and integral to […]

Doc Zeus rocks Roberto Cavalli/no shirt on/convertible Mazy I can’t get past that cover. Here is an accomplished man, impeccably tailored with the watch and liquor to match, sequestered in the back room of a lavish night club. He sits lonesome. A green wedding dress has been carefully laid across his lap while he stares […]

Doc Zeus has now written three consecutive posts of praise. The Mayans may still be right. [Ed Note: My feature on Riff Raff appears today in LA Weekly. Rice included.] Buddy cop films and Judd Apatow have taught us that the metaphysical chemistry of two opposite bros forming an unlikely friendship is the most powerful […]

Doc Zeus is also glad that Reagan’s dead. Given their shared fondness for bombast and apocalyptic oration, I imagine a choir of avenging archangels were sent as heralds to mark the occasion when Killer Mike and El-P met. Certain artists just simply belong working with each other and its no coincidence when fate forms a […]

Does Doc Zeus not bleed? I admire Adam Yauch. As a diehard hip hop fan and a child of the 1990s, that might seem exceedingly obvious to say. But beyond the superficial of simply “liking” his music, Adam Yauch was an extraordinary human being. Beyond his accomplishments in music and film, his character was of […]

Doc Zeus really thinks you need to stop taking your talking points from Carles. There once was a pretty girl named Lizzie Grant who decided that she wanted to make music for a living. She signed a record deal with a major label and recorded a gooey, happy-go-lucky pop record in the vein of Stefani […]