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Kings Lose Crowns…

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009

Fisty Cent

50 Cent Claims King of New York, Says Jay-Z’s “Beyoncé’s Husband”

I haven’t enjoyed Fifty’s music as much as I enjoy his spectacle. No one has the same drive for controversy that Fifty has where you see them actively seeking out confrontation like he does. Fifty is also engaging and charismatic too. I would like to see what his day entails on a regular basis. He has all of these mini-empires to attend to while making records. I imagine Fifty Cent to be a more hands-on mogul than Jay-Z is. Fifty seems like the guy that wants to personally hand the checks off to his subordinates so he can look them directly in their eyes and gauge their loyalty. Don’t forget how Fifty creamed on Young Buck when he learned that Buck was being disrespectful towards Fifty on some downlow squirrelspeak shit.

A few weeks ago Jay-Z threw a salvo over Fifty’s bow when he said that “No one is scared of Fifty Cent.”. That was clearly a shot at Fifty’s remarks re: KanYe’s VMA interruption. This rap shit has become a queer, melodramatic soap opera where the raptors have a generic Pavlovian response whenever someone mentions their name.

Fifty’s claim that he is the king of New York doesn’t even take into consideration the real king, NYC mayor Michael Bloomberg, shut down Fifty this summer for his planned and overhyped ’40 projects homecoming’. Didn’t Fifty grow up in a house with his grandmother? Fifty was never a dude to let the truth ruin the hype. Bullet fragments become nine shots and grandma’s house becomes a New York City public housing development. What happens tho’ when all of this hype exceeds the artistic output? Andy Warhol turns into Marc Kostabi.

Instead of vying for the kingdom Fifty needs to regain his street authority with another position, say Chancellor, Commissioner or Comptroller. In the rap game, kings lose crowns.

Iverson Is NOT The Answer…

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009

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For my Knicks

Truthfully he isn’t the answer to any team right now because he still considers himself a primetime player. If Iverson could sublimate his ego he would be a good fit on any number of contending clubs. Cleveland or Boston would benefit having his talents. More importantly tho’ is that Iverson would also have to alter himself as a player and shooter.

Do you remember VINNIE ‘The Microwave‘ JOHNSON? He earned the nickname because he was able to score a bunch of points really fast. He could heat up quickly. Can Iverson become a microwave because right now he is coal furnace filled with bricks. Vinnie Johnson also played stifling defense which Iverson absolutely does not.

All I know is that the Knicks and Iverson both deserve better at this point.

Das Racist x Gordon Voidwell Will Rock You…

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009

dr x gv

November 25th @ Public Assembly, Bklyn

Sesame Is What’s Hot In The Streets…

Friday, November 13th, 2009

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Rafi Kam was right when he said that the Internets Celebrities owe a debt of respect to Sesame Street (Saturday Night Live as well, but that’s another drop for another day). Without the production of the Children’s Television Workshop this world would be too mean and scary for children. The monsters on Sesame Street were our friends and they looked out for us. They held our hands and they sung to us.

You can’t imagine the transformative power of this programming even today when kids can navigate gaming consoles well before they can speak in complete sentences. Everyone is failing the children from the parents, caregivers, and up to the educators but never Sesame Street. This is still the single place that children can be adults without the burden of paying bills. Children are spoken to with eye contact and love in the center of the message. Thank you Sesame Street, without you this world would be even more fucked the fuck up.

This weekend, my favorite library in the Brooklyn, the central branch at Grand Army Plaza is hosting a 40th anniversary celebration for Children Television Workshop’s Sesame Street. They have so many activities and events scheduled I almost want to rent myself a child. If you are lucky enough to have someone in your life that you would like to introduce to the perfect world of Sesame Street please don’t hesitate to find yourself at the Brooklyn Central Library this Saturday.

Ol’ Dirty Bastard would definitely be there.

But then again, Wu-Tang is for the children.

The Sound I Saw…

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

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I just cribbed that headline from a great book that Chocolate Snowflake’s father published.

I always get that feeling when I attend a Roots Jam Session at the Highline Ballroom. There’s always a visual element that perfectly complements the musician’s performances.

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I try not to take the Roots for granted like I did back in the day. They were in NYC as often as they are now it seemed and the scene they were helping to build was still not the developed headliners and showstoppers that we know these people as today. The whole Rawkus movement along with what we would come to regard as the neo-Soul genre was just finding their footing. When you are building something substantial the footing is attached to the foundation and the Roots are the foundation for soul music.

The first sound that man ever made was the sound of the drum. This was the call to listen up. Man was trying to imitate the thunder from the sky because it told him to pay attention to his surroundings. The second sound that man tried to create was the song from his mouth. The song held the instructions that the drum told you were coming. When the drum and the song complement each other we learn about our world. We evolve to a higher plateau of understanding.

The final Roots Jam Session will be next week Tuesday. The Roots will continue to perform I’m sure because this is what they do, but I won’t take them for granted that I will the chance to commune with them again as I have at the Highline. This has been one of the most inspirational periods for me as a writer to be around a group of people that love what they do so much they would do it for free.

It’s now time for me to embark on my journey to deliver my journals and tell everyone I know about the sound I saw.

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