Ummmmmmmmmm……….Megabusive, what the fuck happened to you? Hurt feelings are flying here, folks. The last five minutes are most entertaining. Mega gets pissed off enough to leave the battle as it happens. Please don’t ever do this to San Jose again. GrindTime is not full of the weak mawfuckas you used to battle at the Cactus Club. Those cats are plotting battle rhymes months in advance. All of it is written. You’re a talented cat, but you should have abandoned battling at the turn of the millennium. On another note, I think Lush should apply for a job at the U.N. considering his knack for diplomacy and keeping a cool head.
First it was the Jews and now it’s blacks. This dude stays taking L’s with his comments. Maybe it’s me but I find his wife seriously attractive and I don’t know what this fool is complaining about. Sure she went under the knife a few times but she looks like a 40 year old Jessica Alba now. I can’t watch Lethal Weapon anymore, but I’ll still fuck with Braveheart even though he hates my tribe. And since this isn’t really a music post I thought I’d drop a treat at the end –Philaflava
If you’re like me you’ve endured a grueling past few months with Sole’s departure from Anticon looming as an ever-present rain cloud. Fret no more! Let’s find out what this firebrand has been doing:
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alot of things have been coming together in a very natural and great way lately. over the past year i’ve been putting together an album to accompany this book ravi zupa and i have been working on called “the pyre.” its basically an epic poem. the project started when we were working on the video for “stupid things implode on themselves…” ravi had been making these anarcho-mythical images that he wanted me to write a creation myth to. i failed miserably at all my attempts and gave up on the project. this prompted a few years of obsession with the form of epic poem & myth. i went on to read a ton of myths and mythology books over the subsequent years. when i moved to denver, ravi approached me about it again and i felt ready. the result is a 70 page illustrated book with this epic poem about civilization running through it, told in the form of myth. i created an album to go with it, it was supposed to be a spoken word record with some ambient noise (but listenable) but ended up being something entirely different. this should be available for purchase by the end of july.
Today marks the one year anniversary of the King of Pop’s passing, so you know we gotta have somethin’. No exclusives or comps on this side, we’ll leave that to YN’s comprehensive mixes which you really need to get familiar with if you haven’t already. I was thinkin’ back to the coverage that began after MJ’s death and remembered a piece I penned for City On My Back after reading one too many ‘MJ was overrated’ stories by some online hack. Check out the link or hit the jump for the full article. One love.
I’m not keen on sucking famous indie rapper cock, but this blip of a sneak peek into the world of Hail Mary Mallon is true genius. HMM is the creation of Aesop Rock and Rob Sonic. I own everything Rob Sonic’s contributed to from compilations to albums and so on. His lack of notoriety is more than baffling as he aptly demonstrates his ability to go toe-to-toe with Aes Face (proof here). And while Aesop Rock isn’t a personal favorite, he’s obviously one of the most capable cats inside of the indiesphere. As the enthusiasm gap widens between artists and fans, it is bizarre and intentional efforts like this promo piece that still stir a flicker of imagination and provide an incentive to follow the project through to realization (translation: Hopefully, if it is a good album, you buy the shit and and play it your iPod).
Alright, look Mad Men…. I know you’re the hot shit on the summer block, poised to wreak havoc with this new upcoming season. The lane is all yours, especially now that your best competitor Breaking Bad is done for the year. Swerve on, by all means. But just because Big Gay Sal got shit-canned (rimshot) in the last season doesn’t mean you can start slacking on the promo art. What is this sparse ‘study in Boiler Room screenshots’ nonsense? We get it, it’s the beginning of the 60s in your world, a new dawn for America and Sterling-Cooper-Draper-British Guy, they’re just getting settled in, there’s gonna be growing pains, blah blah blah. Alas, it’s strange that a show which usually trades in subtleties would take such a sledgehammer approach to visually summarizing where they’re headed in the upcoming months. Compared to the great poster for Season 3 this looks like a Family Circus cartoon.
I’m expecting big things this year Mad Men, don’t let me down. But next time, if you don’t want just some random shot of Don Draper all up in your poster… standing… holla at Ball Productions for all your promotional needs.
And we’re back, with another installment of the best rappers ever. We’re down to the final 3 rankings, and we will start with one of the most controversial MCs of all time. From a critical standpoint has released one, if not the greatest album ever, but to most has never lived up completely to the hype bestowed upon him once he made his first appearance. This rapper could have easily been ranked number 1, if it weren’t for a few terrible missteps in his career. Arguably the most respected and well versed MC in his generation …Escobar Season Returns ..
3. NAS
The Queensbridge native is one of the greatest rappers to ever touch the mic
First it was the Jews and now it’s blacks. This dude stays taking L’s with his comments. Maybe it’s me but I find his wife seriously attractive and I don’t know what this fool is complaining about. Sure she went under the knife a few times but she looks like a 40 year old Jessica Alba now. I can’t watch Lethal Weapon anymore, but I’ll still fuck with Braveheart even though he hates my tribe. And since this isn’t really a music post I thought I’d drop a treat at the end –Philaflava
