Torii MacAdams is like Ol’ Blue Eyes, he does it his way Blue-eyed soul is, unfortunately, alive and well. It’s hard to Yah-Mo-Believe audiences who don’t drive pickup trucks are still clamoring for crooning Caucasians. Robin Thicke remains in the public eye despite both making shitty music and being a simpering misogynist idiot. The Internet’s […]
Torii MacAdams puts his two arms up, touchdown I’m not convinced rappers are cognizant of the fact that stacks of money do not double as cell phones. In the video for Maxo Kream and Le$’ “End Zone,” Kream appears unaware that the phrase “money talks” is a figure of speech, and that speaking into a […]
Torii MacAdams does the Shmoney dance with dual iPads Walt Whitman wrote “Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)” Kevin Gates, too, contains multitudes, though admittedly many of his internal legion just want to punch you in the nose. The world’s foremost jailhouse behavioral therapist is […]
In light of his reissue on LA Club Resource, a look at forgotten Memphis rap pioneer, Shawty Pimp
Torii MacAdams once had Defari as a substitue teacher Everything I’ve learned, I’ve learned from Gangsta Boo, the First Lady of Memphis Rap. Wait, that’s actually not true. I may have an English literature degree buried under books at my mom’s house, but, I swore that my education and edification didn’t have to stop when […]
Torii MacAdams recently purchased a bunch of rap cassettes in southeast Dallas. “Hauntingly beautiful” is a koan for lazy journalists and bloggers, used to describe music that’s ethereal, breathy, and melodious. It’s also a phrase never used in conjunction with chopped and screwed mixes, which can fulfill all the qualities of “hauntingly beautiful,” with an added […]
Torii MacAdams is white like Bill Nye.  The best parties in Highland Park are at the Nature Boyz’ house. As Alexander Spit wrote, “Their house parties kill because their house parties look, smell and feel like a house party that kills should.” Impromptu low stakes dice games, beer cans, and weed smoke overflow from the narrow […]
Torii MacAdams recalls rappers before Romantic poets. When I think of Dallas, a city my father left for good at 18, I think of ranch-style homes lining wide avenues; the smell of early summer’s humidity and rain, a result of North Texas’ lightning-filled plains. I think of Big Tex, the Cotton Bowl, and my ruddy-faced uncle […]