The first draft of this post was vaporized by my computer. When I attempted to restore it, it took me to an all black screen where words started typing themselves out. “Passion of the Weiss,” it read, “you have entered the matrix. Take the white pill.” Then the screen flashed and it took me to […]

Let’s be honest with ourselves. At one time or another, we’ve all wanted a chain-smoking squirrel thug to help us egg stroller moms in Park Slope. After all, squirrels cannot be arrested and as Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers taught us, they make for intrepid explorers. Fuck a cartoon bear. They will only eat you […]

Abe Beame takes on the conservative war on women. FAT TAPE: APRIL http://www.mediafire.com/?60fcsbxyw6gr2w2 Full disclosure: The majority of my month was spent listening to Pluto incessantly. Jeff would not let me post 15 Youtube links, so listen to Pluto. These are the nine songs I’ve cobbled together but have more or less skimmed in between […]

Deen is all about the process. In lieu of a proper review of El-Producto’s new effort, I’ll leave that shit to a professional because I’m lazy and I “don’t write reviews” (Ed’s note: Son Raw calls dibs), I’m going to write down some of the shit that crossed my mind while listening to “Cancer for […]

I’d say that it’s uncanny that Mike wrote this song six months before Trayvon Martin, but only a fool would act that dirty cops are something new. I’ll spare the liberal salvo and the eye-rolling white blogger schtick where I rail against the police from behind a computer screen. The problem isn’t cops per se, […]

El-P cluster bombs blogs with his first single, “Full Retard,” setting the odds high of him sustaining his one hot album every five year average. The beauty of this shit is that it makes you think twice about how must contemporary music safely extracts inspiration from the past. No matter how dusted and dystopian El […]

Alternately known as the moment when Dirty Glove Bastard readers are informed of the existence of El-P. Though the worlds seem an odd match, Phillip K Dick is the best name that an Atlanta rapper never chose. Can you imagine how big he would play in the strip clubs? Five years ago, El-P and Killer […]

1. Bonus points for the homage to the “Flava In Ya Ear (Remix)” 2. Lucky Charms are delicious and are a severely underutilized rap video resource. 3. Despot doesn’t look like a Despot. Maybe Fielding Melish. 4. Das Racist will probably never be my thing but the guy in the group with the Rozay beard […]

El-P stays on his one hot rap album every half decade average, but stops recording Cancer 4 Cure to collect an Adult Swim check. Or maybe this is on Cancer 4 Cure. No one knows right now, and I suspect that includes El-P. But rather than offer an odds and sods throwaway like too many […]

There’s been a rash of recent articles heralding the rise of “weird rappers.” From my perspective, it’s a bizarre generalization  considering that other than maybe the last half-decade, hip-hop has always been weird.  The only reason why it stopped being strange was that corporate pressure forced rappers to conform to bland thug-trap stereotypes, resulting in […]