Metal Lungies

Tonight, Diddy makes us sorry we’ve neglected his youtube blogs for a while. He is twittering like crazy, dropping videos of P TwittyTV like clockwork, ML IS NOT GOING TO SLEEP PEOPLE.

TwittyTV Episode 1:

Diddy shows us why he is the hypest dude in the game! You feel like you should be doing aerobics just to get your heart rate up at a proper enough level to watch. We were almost tempted to run out in sub zero weather to grab the ingredients for the OG Diddy, consider our shopping lists updated. But who has Grape Juice AND Lemonade on stock? Nevermind the Ciroc, we have more of that than water or OJ.. combined.

TwittyTV Episode 2:

ADHD tour of Daddy’s House folks! Diddy recording in one studio, Cassie in some booth in another (not feeling the turtleneck), Day 26 in some random office… Aasim quietly sitting in a corner (is that where he has been hiding/being hidden?).. Daddy’s House is madness.

TwittyTV Episode 3:

With mysterious smoke at the start, Diddy talks some more, showing very little signs of fatigue. Goes on to show off gold plated macbook pro, colorful strobe lights going off in the background.

TwittyTV Episode 4:

Diddy pretty much tells you to go to bed..we shouldn’t have IVed those Red Bulls.

TwittyTV Episode 5:

We woke up to this- Diddy testing out whether Popeye or KFC is better. He did recorded this at 6am (while ML gave in and slept).. is that considered breakfast? ML Personally supports Popeyes.. the Kernel has us shook every time we try to get a bucket.

Also here are Diddy’s confessions on Twitter:

1)”The 1st time me heart was broken I was 7.”

2) “I cried when Cochise died in Cooly High )”

ML is honna keep this updated as much as Diddy updates…stay tuned..

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My Favorite DC  story since like.. forever comes via DCist.

The Examiner’s Scott McCabe provides the details in today’s strangest crime story. D.C. police officer Tyrone Hardy was dressed up as the iconic McGruff the Crime Dog on Saturday afternoon, interacting with a group of children at the corner of 14th Street and Spring Road NW, when a Metrobus driver allegedly stopped his bus, got out of the vehicle, walked over to McGruff and punched the mascot in the face. No kidding.

McGruff staggered, children screamed and the crime dog’s attacker jumped back into the bus and drove off, police said. A call of an assault on a police officer went out over the police radio while passengers on the bus yelled at Brim.

The bus driver, 38-year-old Shawn Brim, later said that he was trying “to be funny.” Funny or not, Brim has been charged with simple assault, and Metro, who has employed him since 2003, has placed him under administrative review.

Of note: McCabe also reports that Brim has a history of arrests, though no convictions, including one for prostitution in 2006, possession of PCP in 1994 and possession of a gun in 1990.

How much do you want to bet WMATA will decide to “take a bite out of crime” themselves and give Brim the boot?

What can I say? How can an alleged Crime Dog allow itself to get so disrespected? ML is from now riding out with Smokey the Bear & Sparky the Fire Dog as our role models.

By the way, dear ML reader, thank me for not making a Baha Men reference.

Who loves watching senior aged white men in college basketball getting their dance on? ML does. First it was Bo Ryan, now Digger Phelps wants some shine:

Shoplifted from Slam.

From Amazon’s Tiger Bone listing..

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Aka the products ML’s core demographic is likely to own.

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I was utterly out of place last night. Having just gotten out of class, I was rocking a giant black winter jacket and a backpack — and I don’t mean a custom Louis Vuitton type joint; I was rocking a JanSport. Everyone else at the Diesel Fifth Avenue Store opening was all hipster-ed up with their tight jeans and there I was dressed like a third grader waiting for the school bus.

For the opening of the new Diesel Planet on Fifth Avenue and 54th Street, Diesel had five dinners this week, the theme of last night’s being music. Sure enough, when I showed up there were at least twenty people crowded outside the display window because two members of Cobra Starship were inside.

The store is itself is a behemoth. It’s three stories high and has a giant Diesel logo on the outside. Inside it’s all wood and steel. It felt like a trendy log cabin full of jeans. (Bear with me folks, fashion is not my thing.)

The dinner was only for the “celebrities” in the building, namely, Gabe Saporta (Cobra Starship), Ryland Blackinton (Cobra Starship / Ivy League), Louis Epstein (Jump into the Gospel), Dan Keys (Young Love), Theophilus London and Prince Terrence (Spank Rock / Santogold drummer). No food whatsoever. Fashion events don’t really cater to starving college students.

I got to mingling and had some very random encounters. I met Donnie Scantz, a producer who has worked with Ludacris, Usher, Aaliyah, Chris Brown, Danity Kane and Rich Boy. He was taking full advantage of the open bar. I also talked to a jazz singer named Candace Jones right quick. Before I left, I said what’s up Theophilus London, whose name has been burning up my RSS reader as of late.

It was a fun, but very random night. I would have appreciated a few hundred dollars worth of free stuff, but what are you gonna do.

This is awesome, I wish more male acapella groups did hip hop bangers instead of love ballads. The Kanye verse> Jeezys verse in this rendition.  Also, is it mandatory that any legit University have an acapella group on campus? Buffalo Chips what up?!
(ScottieL edit) UMD Faux Paz gets dowwwn.

Took from Illseed.

I will be practicing these moves. So powerful.

Stole from Sportaphile.

Kid Flash and Solomon Grundy stood behind me in line for the coat check posing for pictures. For every picture, Grundy threw out his arms and roared. It takes a lot to get a New Yorker’s attention, but after the second or third roar, I had to turn around and get a proper look at the guy; his hands and face were painted white and he was wearing a suit with an unbuttoned shirt revealing a white chest. His costume was meticulously detailed from head to toe. The only unavoidable breach of character was the giant kid-in-a-candy-store grin on his face.

Comic Con is where thousands of people come to celebrate their niche interests. And not just comics, but video games, anime and anything else that has ever been decried as “nerdy.” If you call something nerdy at Comic Con and you’re not being sarcastic, ironic or just a smart ass, then you’re the one who’s weird, not the guy dressed as Captain America. Comic Con is where the uncool are honored.

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At Metal Lungies, we eat, sleep and poop hip-hop. But sometimes, we get tired of the violence, drugs and stupidity. When that happens, we listen to Kid Cudi, Kanye West and other more lighthearted musical fare. But then we eventually get tired of the inane lyrics, ephemeral dance tracks and stupidity. And when that happens, we find other stuff to do, like attending New York Comic Con this weekend!

Here is my itinerary for Friday and Saturday. I have very little planned for Sunday, so I’ll probably just browse the booths for free stuff something cool. And feel free to recommend anything from the this list.

Friday

2:00 – Electronic Arts

3:30 – Atari

5:30 – Futurama: Into The Wild Green Yonder, screening

7:00 – Prototype: The Video Game, presentation

Saturday

11:00 – Watchmen, Terminator Salvation, and Friday the 13th (Warner), panel

12:30 – Gabe and Tycho Spotlight, panel

1:00 – Star Wars Decade: Where Were You in ’99? panel

2:30 – Disney Presents Up and Surrogates, panel

3:30 – SouthPeak

5:30 – Up Preview Screening

Sunday

1:30 – Watchmen: Portrait of A Movie, panel

Other

Sega probably has the strongest showing in terms of games, so I’m definitely checking them out. And THQ might have something cool too.

As you can see, there’s very little that’s hip-hop related, but I think we can all use a break. And if it makes you feel better, someone told me the next Beat Drop is coming real soon.

Well, kinda. Let me explain.

Marshall McLuhan was a Canadian communications theorist and writer, who devised the expression, “the medium is the message”. What he means by this: the form of a medium embeds itself in the message, creating a symbiotic relationship through which the medium influences how the message is perceived. (via Wikipedia) In 1967, he wrote The Medium is the Massage: An Inventory of Effects, which explained how the effects of media massages the human sensorium. The same year, he released an audio recording of this work on Columbia Records.

The album consists of McLuhan reading statements from the book while repeatedly being interrupted by a variety of speakers: people criticizing his theories, other people reading the book in weird voices, sped-up recordings of McLuhan, odd random sounds and samples of incidental music encompassing different genres and moods. The idea was to create a media pastiche that would evoke TV’s connection of unrelated images in audio form. It foreshadowed many future sound experiments, especially those put together by Steinski and turntablists like DJ Shadow. It’s certainly not the earliest form of sound collage, but it’s striking how close it sounds to modern sound experimentation. It’s out of print now, but you can download it here, courtesy of the blog The Sphinx.

Here’s Side A of the record as a sample.

Marshall McLuhan – The Medium Is The Massage (Side A)