Son Raw can’t breathe The economics of dance music don’t favor production. Why spend hours upon hours crafting tracks that will be instantly bootlegged on dodgy Russian forums when you could be touring the world stacking that show money? The wise DJ keeps his tunes exclusive: keeping your arsenal close to your chest ensures that […]

Son Raw is trippin off that lean…because he has the flu. Admittedly, I’m in the perfect state for Spaceghostpurrp’s music: fucked up, groggy and more than a little medicated. Unlike some other records I’ve been listening to for the past 24 hours however, I have no doubt that Lustful 97 will stand up to sober […]

Son Raw’s Sunday morning mix is brought to you by Wheaties and Power Plant Kush Sometimes, in my more “lifted” moments I wonder if anyone who reads this site is actually interested in everything we post. Not every single post mind you but the gulf between my selection Douglas Martin music is wide indeed. As […]

Son Raw‘s looking at the night sky. Mr. Mitch is another Grime producer who’s been putting massive amounts of work which is now coming to fruition. His Beatfighter blog has rapidly become a must-see destination for DJs looking for new talent while his most recent single “The Last Stand”  is a thunderous production that takes […]

Son Raw reviewed another Dubstep track. I have no idea who Enter Shikari are because I’m not a mopey 15 year old British white boy who hides skunk from his -MOM WHY DON’T YOU KNOCK?! But I digress. The point is, don’t even bother with the original track off their “Arguing with Thermometers” EP unless […]

Most of them wait for the drop, Son Raw starts straight from the top. Royal-T will probably drop my favorite album this year and in the specialist world of wot-you-call it UK mutations, it may just very well be the best. While the Grime underground is experiencing a renaissance all-around with producers like Faze Miyake […]

Son Raw has read his Stuart Hall, thank you very much. Only in America? So the saying goes, but in this case one would be better served looking in London because I doubt this record could have been made anywhere else. While The United States’ often tragic, often romantic history of racial conflict has spawned […]

Son Raw is now listening to Klezmermuzik. It makes sense that Swizz and Rocky would work together. For one thing, it’s almost certain that an impressionable Rakim Meyers would have had his mind blown by Ruff Ryders anthem back in the day but furthermore, both are native New Yorkers who’ve rejected tradition for innovation. I […]

Son Raw is half-sure Jeff posted that to goad him into writing again. I’m not exactly posting this to get back at Jeff for that 100% Silk post but sometimes life delivers serendipitous moments where something I was going to write about in any case serves as a perfect counter point to a previous post. […]

Son Raw raise his trigger finger all these bloggers hit the decks… I wasn’t crazy about Clams Casino at first and I have two good reasons why. First and foremost, I consider both Souljah Boy and Lil B to be absolutely unbearable and refuse to listen to anything they’re rapping over. Second, As a Madlib […]