Perhaps you’ve been following Madlib’s excursions into Brazilian psychedelia, African funk, and roots reggae throughout this year’s Madlib Medicine Show series. But if your musical taste isn’t on some Carmen San Diego shit, Madlib Medicine Show #11: Low Bedget High Fi Music might be your cup of tea. The album promises “exclusive Madlib collabos w/ A.G., Guilty Simpson, MED, Oh No, Strong Arm Steady” and others. For now, here’s Madlib and Karriem Riggins as The Professionals.
Yelawolf. Interscope rapper. Song called “Swagger Killer.” Big dumb banger, I presume? Something of the “Turn My Swag On” persuasion?
Nah. Just when we thought we had Yela all figured out, he changes lanes with this ditty about stepping to a woman at the bar and having the situation blow up in his face. Yelawolf tackles awkward romance with the same virtuosity as he would a trashy house party. This man obviously has more than a few tricks left up his sleeve.
Codie G of Slow Motion Soundz let this lush, laid back record go to celebrate reaching 500 followers on Twitter. G-Side’s One…The Cohesive Album drops January 11.
Update: Bringing it back up for the untagged version and an MP-produced track for Grand Daddy I.U.’s Self-Made Man EP.
DJ Linx (Marco’s DJ) told FWMJ that this beat was meant for Marco Polo’s Port Authority 2, but Kweli leaked a version he recorded without permission. By Talib’s reckoning, Marco Polo sampled “one of them TV shows from the 60s when the villain come in.”
It might be hard to come by nowadays, but great New York hip-hop still exists. Meyhem Lauren’s Self-Induced Illness comes out February. I’ve pretty much memorized Meyhem’s rendition of “Treat Her Like a Prostitute.” Even the shit talking at the end.
“Ready Set Go” first appeared on T.I.’s Fuck a Mixtape where No I.D.’s ominous, refined beat stood in stark contrast to the rest of the tape’s big clumsy anthems. The track sounds like Jay-Z could have passed over it in favor of the less sinister Swizz Beatz-produced single “On To The Next One.” Both songs feature incomprehensible chopped up vocals, but No I.D. turns his batch into a menacing incantation.
Cliche as they are, Motion Family’s black and white visuals actually work well here. Killer Mike prowls the city’s crevices by night, shaking down fools for money. He and T.I. revel in the darkness, relishing every opportunity to grimace at the viewer.
Def Jam rapper YG called in a few favors from his labelmates and, yup, it’s gonna be some ignorant shit. Let’s just say it’s probably better if Oprah doesn’t hear this one.
