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Shaz IllYork feat. Meyhem Lauren – ‘Low Down’

Thursday, September 1st, 2011

shaz illyour A.U.

On my way home from Atlanta I found myself outside the Long Island Rail Road station at 2am and someone yelled out “DP what up!?” I looked around and bam it was my dude Shaz IllYork. Dude comes from those parts of south Jamaica Queens like the rest of the Outdoorsmen clan. We politicked for a minute since we were both trekking home like occidental travelers. Shaz even dapped me off with his stellar street album ‘Air Unlimited’.

I haven’t posted enough work from the young stunner Shaz IllYork, but this heatrock also comes with a video so hold this track internets.


Shaz IllYork feat. Meyhem Lauren – ‘Low Down’

The whole street album ‘Air Unlimited‘ can be DL’d (no Bruno) at the link.

Hip-Hop Music’s OG Martyr…

Wednesday, August 31st, 2011

scott larock

Scott LaRock has been on my mind a lot recently because of the anniversary of his passing (which I hate to be reminded of for anyone) and because I have been trying to corral D-Nice to appear on the Combat Jack Show.

As everyone brings to light how bad the 1980s were for people living in the center city we almost glamorize the drug business which was shredding any remnants of the Black comm-unity. The small achievements of the civil rights movements and the Black realization(power) were being voided and nullified because Black folks still needed the government to keep the new deals in place.

As a social worker Scott LaRock was at ground zero for the new depression and trust me that the 1980s were a depression for the inner city. Television was the invention that made people think poverty had a laugh track Good Times and Welcome Back Kotter made us desensitized to being disenfranchised and undeserved. Scott LaRock saw first hand the recidivism which routinely brought people back to the shelters.

Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac have a better narrative for a Vh-1 movie or better still a feature film because their murders perpetuate the trope that there is a fratricidal war amongst African Americans. Scott LaRock’s death is the bellwether that the American dream is really a nightmare for Blacks. An educated man and an active entrepreneur and community activist cannot escape the violence that a drug-fueled society creates.

Scott LaRock is Hip-Hop’s first martyr. His death made me see the path of self-destruction that I was on and I made an about face at that point. I let Boogie Down Productions and Public Enemy be my guides to understanding the world outside of my New York City confines. As big as this city is it was incredibly insular to hiding the politricks that put crack in the community in the first place.

The 1980s was an incredible time for my enlightenment but it was also a turbulent time for many African Americans as the government systematically widened the chasm between the class with information and the masses being given disinformation. It was also a trying time for the people who would be the collateral damage of this undisclosed class warfare. If you want to remember the impact of Biggie and ‘Pac then you must also consider the man who had to be removed for Hip-Hop to easily go pop.

Rest In Power Scott LaRock

Irene Cara >>> Hurricane Irene…

Sunday, August 28th, 2011

irene cara

The DP.com newsdesk does some on street reporting during the so-called storm of the century. We are in the streets hardbody, but none of that reporting from the eye of the hurricane type shit where we could could get swept away and carried out to sea.

All that madness is #stuffwhitepeoplelike

Get Ready For Combat…

Thursday, August 25th, 2011

xmen 138

Special guests Sean Price and Dee-1 on the show. I’m taking a hiatus from the Combat Jack Show while I work on making my dreams come true. The Combat Jack Show is still that ish and you should stay logged on.

Get ready for Combat…

The Combat Jack Show (BYOBBBQ2 Recap, Sean Price, Dee1) 8-24-11 by PNCRadio

IT WAS ALL A DREAM…

Sunday, August 21st, 2011

newmanati

BYOBBQ set list

I remember after I did the first Bring Your Own Blogger BBQ with Combat Jack that I told Chocolate Snowflake I would never do that shit again. I had fun the first time but I also spent too much time administering the event. The bloggerati I wanted to politick with I ended up missing because I was too busy filling up containers with my special drink concoctions.

I fell into that same mode again at the BYOBBQ doing admin shit and not shaking hands or kissing the babies, or even emceeing the procession of entertainers who graced the makeshift stage at The Morgan. I can’t fault my partners Combat Jack or Peter Oasis who have the larger sense to know that I’m prA’li better at the back of the house getting high and barking orders.

I say that I won’t do this shit again, but I also said I wouldn’t do a podcast show at PNC Radio and a year later I’m still doing a podcast show at PNC Radio. I did meet one of the internets last nite and she has the best TWitter iD I’ve seen in a long time – putyoudreams1st

What a revelation.

I was still trying to make heads or tails of the shit I had in my pockets from yesterday.

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My last $21 dollars in cash form

#newmanati RSVP wristband (pause to TOPMAN)

zero balance bankcard (used for iD purposes)

Orbit gum so my breath doesn’t zeek eyebrows

Transit block tickets from previous day power outage

Real-D 3D glasses to hopefully not miss anything that happens in life which for me is real and always in 3D even when its virtually all about the internets.

Thanks again you for continued support.