I picked this little gem up yesterday at Unique Thrift.
We all remember the classic film; but what about the album it inspired? This late 90’s comp included the likes of Will Smith, Jermaine Dupri, Snoop Dogg, Ginuwine, a young Alicia Keys, The Roots, D’Angelo, Trey Lorenz (his name will be the answer to a jeopardy question one day), Nas, Emoja, ATCQ, an early Destiny’s Child, 3T, De La Soul, Buckshot LeFonque, and the legendary Danny Elfman.
In late December I found out about a little site called ChatRoulette, a site which pairs you with random strangers in the world that have video cameras and have nothing better to do with their lives than talk to strangers (if you didn’t know this you might live under a rock, age can’t be an excuse because old dudes stay posted up on CR). I wish I documented all of my interactions on there, I’ve had Frat Brahs curse me out for a few minutes to talking to Mainland China residents (who were wearing heavy winter coats indoors) about Yao Ming. I’m still trying to convince KnobbzXL to give it a whirl, I think it would transform his life. Anyways, this video is one of the most hilarious things I’ve seen in a bit. It’s some guy serenading random people on the piano, and doing it with amazing wit. I had to play it back a few times (I mean you guys probably don’t remember when I wrote a full paragraph about something, right?!). I hope more videos come out soon.
After the jump I’ve added a few things CR related that I’ve come across over the past few months you might have missed.
True story: In my senior year of high school, there was a freshman in my gym class with a high-pitched voice that we nicknamed Squeaky Little Bitch. We treated Squeaky like a little brother that we loved to mess with. One day, my friend thought it would be funny to surprise Squeaky with a ball tap when he walked into the locker room. So when Squeaky walked in, my friend jumped out and lunged toward Squeaky’s crotch. But instead of a light tap, my friend straight punched him in the balls. After that, Squeaky always looked both ways when he went in the locker room.
It sounds horrible, but you really had to be there to appreciate how funny it was.
Here are two great songs about the male crotchal region. Oddly, they’re both by Bishop Lamont. No shots (cock or otherwise).
Yesterday on Twitter, Sportaphile mentioned an amazing blog entry by Buffalo Bills running back Marshawn Lynch, where he is holding some “I’m ya daddi boi toy give a way” which includes “lots and lots of toyzzzzzzzz”. Amazed by the content, I was browsing around the rest of the blog and noticed he had his own line of merchandise. Then I saw it, a Beast Mode t-shirt…but it was sold out everywhere on the internets. However, during my search for it I came across a tidbit that mentioned it was for sale at Tops Supermarkets in Western New York. In a matter of seconds I scrambled out of the house. Once I got to the local Tops, I saw it, a wire hanger was holding the medium sized holy grail amongst other Buffalo sports teams apparel on a really wobbly rack. As I paid at the self-checkout (I didn’t want people judging me for buying apparel at supermarket (who needs streetwear boutiques?), I contemplated acquiring a pair of Zubaz pants to match.. I quickly realized that would be going too far.
It should be noted: The Bills aren’t even my favorite team, but Marshawn has really impressed me this year (its hard to avoid Bills games around here).
Before I say anything else, I couldn’t think of a better word than “delights.”
Today, my plan was to hit up a Meet n’ Greet at Santo’s and hopefully talk to Large Professor and DJ Babu and then stop by Fat Beats and holler at Blu and Mainframe (Johnson & Jonson) who were making an appearance. Here’s what actually happened.
My first stop was the DJ Meet n’ Greet at Santo’s Party House. I showed up at 5 to a mostly empty room. Nothing was going on and nobody knew when anyone was going to show up. Someone who worked there informed me that Large Professor wasn’t coming; apparently he was in Portland. How can you be scheduled to be in New York one day and end up all the way in Portland instead? My friend showed up shortly thereafter and we mingled a little bit. Meeting people in town for CMJ, booty grabbing, etc.
Jake One was in the building and I chopped it up with him right quick, cool dude. He told me the MOP track on White Van Music is from 2006 which is why they shout out G-Unit and he was telling me about how he linked up with Bishop Lamont, but I couldn’t really hear him. I quickly realized that I was in a predicament: I was out of cards with which to spread the gospel of Metal Lungies. DJ Babu was nowhere to be found, so I made my way out thinking I would go back to my place and grab some more cards before I hit up Fat Beats. I was about to get on the subway when I got a call from my friend saying Statik Selektah had just shown up. Statik has been fam since I met him at Termanology’s listening party, so I went back and said what’s up to him. He passed me a copy of his new album Stick 2 the Script, which you should be listening to right now instead of reading this. He shouts us out in the liner notes! Good looks, Statik!
I got a pile of free stuff from the event too.
I restocked on cards and headed over to Fat Beats at 7. Fate has thwarted me from seeing Blu about three times and I’m a major Blu stan, so I was excited. When I got there, Blu and Mainframe were conspicuously absent. I stood around awkwardly and stared at records for about half an hour until… New Jack Hustle (Newman from Giant Panda and Shawn Jackson) did a set. These dudes weren’t on my radar at all but held it down pretty well. They did about four songs. After that, I waited a little more until a couple of dudes who worked there (from Brown Bag AllStars, I believe) announced that Blu wasn’t coming. Dude is officially on my shitlist until he personally makes it up to me with an interview and a private concert. I’m spelling his name “Blue” until he explains himself.
I can’t complain that much though. Not everybody gets to meet Black Milk, Jake One and Statik Selektah over the course of two days. Expect ML to hit CMJ even harder next year.
I’ve always been a mixtape junkie. I’ve been making them since I had the ability to press the buttons on a cassette recorder. My first mixtape was a compilation of music from the Power Rangers movie, the theme to Ninja Turtles, “Everybody Dance Now” by C&C Music Factory, and some Pearl Jam song that I liked. I made it by taking a portable tape recorder and holding it up to a stereo. I made many tapes like this. On some you can hear my little brother screaming, or a vaccum running in the background. But they were great. In recent years I have moved format to the CD or the mp3 (although I still rock the cassette myself now and then). So when I found out that their was a website that you could upload a mixtape to, and it would play for your friends without ads or membership, I was ridiculously psyched.
But when I went to log on to my Muxtape today I was met with disappointment. Muxtape was apparently forced to shutdown earlier this week to resolve issues with the RIAA.
You couldn’t download from their sites. You could even buy the songs you heard.
Muxtape says they have a good chance of beating the rap. But it begs the question…
So… dude (Donny Goines) felt the need to respond to his first tirade. I honestly think that he’s right and it is wrong to glorify violence and ignorance, but its entertainment. So who cares?
I would like to clarify, my earlier comments aside, that I really think Donny Goines is a great rapper. He has consistently given us good music and I have always liked him, since I started getting e-mails from the guy.
It’s just my opinion that people shouldn’t take entertainers seriously. People don’t hold Robert Englund responsible because he plays Freddy Kreuger. They don’t burn photos of Al Pacino simply because he was Tony Montana. But every day it seems like people blame an act of violence or hatred on music, or a video game. I’m not saying movies never get flack for violence or sex. But the blame often seems disproportionately placed.
In a book we read a story. In a film we see a story. In a song we hear one.
None should be taken seriously.
Unless its Soulja Boy… cause that makes me want to do bad things…
Donny Goines offers his point of view on the Rick Rossfiasco… without mentioning Rick Ross. This has to be one of the most ignorant video’s I’ve ever seen. Dude takes out his extensive criminal history report and goes over it on camera. Then dude basically says that rappers who talk about crimes (like Ross) are fake, while rappers who do crimes (like Him) are cool and never talk about doing dirt .
I don’t know when people stopped thinking that this is an entertainment business. Do I care if Ross talks about being a drug dealer? No. Do I care if he was really a corrections officer? No. Do I care if his songs are good? Yes.
The real message we should get from this whole Ross thing is that kids shouldn’t look at these rappers and think that they can be sucessful from a life of crime. Selling drugs doesn’t make you cool. Going to jail doesn’t make you rich and powerful. Lying about going to jail and selling drugs makes you cool, rich, and powerful.
Who cares if some dudes in jail think you aren’t real? They’re in fucking prison!
So DJ01 and I went to Artscape for Sunday only. Mostly because neither of us own cars, and public transportation to Baltimore is a crime on the weekends (or anytime for that matter). I was able to borrow a car on Sunday, so we made the trip.
After a stop off at Metal Lungies Radio studios, to pick something up and record DJ01 dropping the best freestyle ever, we arrived at Artscape around 3 pm. We immediately went to the Food Area and consumed epic amounts of ocean product in the form of a crabcake sandwich (pictured above) and a plate of fish and chips.
I waited for so long. Every time I checked there was another delay. But finally, the Stones Throw digital store is open. The cover above is for the single piece of Vinyl that I needed to have so badly. The only song I wanted was the instrumental for Styles, Crews, Flows, Beats. And now I have it.
Judging by the stuff they have released I will probably be broke by the end of the month.
Plus in his last post DJ01 gave a lot of good Clipse tidbits, but didn’t mention that the dude who owned the dog that Malice escaped from told us that he was in 7-11 some years ago, and met Cappadonna. Cappadonna in those days had quit rapping and wasn’t doing very well financially, and dude apparently was trying to sell “big bags of weed” to the guy who owned the dog. Hilarious.
