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Keeping It Montreal…

Monday, April 21st, 2008

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Big up to the Habs’ center SAKU KOIVU who returned to the ice after suffering a broken foot.

Hockey players >>hardbody>> everyone other living mammal.

You have to show love to the Habs when you blow through Quebec and that is what I am doing right now. Chocolate Snowflake decided to treat me to a long weekend at this city along the St.Lawrence River. Montreal is an old school port city like New York, or Philly or even Boston of course. I need to make a run to Boston to see what the lifestyle is like over there.

I already told y’all dudes to get yourself a C.S. in your lifestyle. Go to a museum or an off-Broadway play or some shit. Wear a nice button down shirt and maybe a sweater vest. Take the toothpick and gold fronts out of your mouth. While you have been busy fucking up your whole life she has been reading books that will help you learn shit that you thought you already knew. Impress your friends with your newfound intelligence.

So as I was saying, C.S. brought me to Montreal to catch a breather and experience something fresh and new. I always had love for Montreal ever since JACKIE ROBINSON came here to play for the Dodgers AA affiliate. When Montreal finally got their own team they weren’t too shabby either, word to the Hawk and the Raines man. The 1990’s Expo squad was one of the best teams ever in baseball. Word to that player’s strike in 1995.

Montreal reminded me a lot of Brooklyn. The residences are primarily low rise townhouses and the city itself is built for walking. I found Canada to be a little expensive too, but that is because I am living off my eBay sales right now. Still and all, I blame the Clintons for fucking me over with that NAFTA bullshit. There’s now way Canadien money should be on par with U.S. currency. Their shit looks wild fake.

I thought I would get my D-Nice on and photoblog some of the sights and sites I encountered up north.

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I stay repping my lifestyle. Yes, the socks are Ralph Lauren.

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C.S. and I traveled the city east, west, north and south with these magic tickets. Montreal has massively swagger jacked Paris and named their subway system the Metro.

True story is that the buses in Montreal run on time though.

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Some futuristic alien Logan’s Run shit. You don’t really get the scale of these buildings from these pictures, but my ass was totally impressed[ll]. This complex was built for the Olympics in 1972. Public architecture has been moving backwards ever since every where else. I give credit to Montreal for having the referendums and the resolve to maintain all of this shit. They do tax you in Canada like a motherfucker, but then you have the chance to avail yourself of all this shit if you are a resident.

I have never had a problem with paying for shit as long as I was represented fairly and equally for my taxation.

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The former Olympic Centre is now a state managed public fitness complex. I may have lost a few pounds just walking the grounds of this sprawling campus.

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More public architecture that inspires people to be proud and proactive. A government building with a multi-colored glass facade, evoking the principles of inclusion and transparency. What a novel idea for a government?

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The biggest difference between the French Catholics and the Roman Catholics is the fact that the French keep their winged goddesses covered up.

The Italians always seem to have a loose titty or two on a statue.

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Good for Giorgio Armani that he switched up the name of that godawful cologne. I know some Black folks that weren’t having any parts of that ‘Black Code’ bullshit.

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Option#2 public bathrooms are totally deucable.

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Shame on a nigga!
For coming into town on the day I am leaving.

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Mount Royal kept it real, but the city I belong to bears the name on my crown.

Diary Of A Mad Blogger…

Friday, April 18th, 2008

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Editor’s note: RAFI KAM is a crucial part of the iNternets Celebrities collective as well as the driving force behind one of the web’s most highly regarded Hip-Hop blogs, Oh Word. I chose to copy a drop from his site today because speaks to me about understanding, and RESPECTING one’s value. It’s easy to get beat up by the machine to the point where you look to join up with your abusers. RAFI says no to the Stockholm Syndrome and busts back with his own gun. This man’s uzi weighs a ton.


into the devil’s nest
· by Rafi Kam

Busta Rhymes has some kind of tirade at his listening session. Complex magazine reports on it but then pulls the audio “at the request of Interscope Records”.

Wait, you can’t properly cover the listening session you were invited to report on? Interscope doesn’t own that audio. Grow a fucking sack, Complex! I thought you’re supposed to be a big deal now? Look around, nobody’s selling records. Are you sure you still need Interscope more than they need you?

So I search out the audio elsewhere online. Some maverick operation must have it right. Ah, there it is on world star hiphop. I’m listening to busta spit some high energy nonsense as if it’s 1996 again, and then all of the sudden I hear in the middle of the clip “WorldStarHipHop.com”. EXCLUSIVE! WORLD PREMIERE! Evil Dee is on the mix – come on kick it!

See, this is why we can’t have nice things.

You want to know who’s holding down hip-hop journalism these days?

Don’t look over here to us or to any of the places in our blogroll. We got day jobs and we’re mostly in it for the groupies. Forget the magazine stands, the Complex/Rawkus/Harris Pub/Viacom/Quincy Jones conglomerates. The SOHH whats and AllHipHops… Forget all those page-view pushers, what the fuck are they good for?

The place holding down hip-hop journalism right now isn’t the Smoking Section… it’s The Smoking Gun. In the span of three weeks, the Smoking Gun has dropped the two craziest hip-hop stories of the year. First they exposed the shoddy journalism of the LA Times and how a con-man served as the source for the paper’s controversial Tupac story. Now they’ve exposed the phony, “notorious” back-story of Akon.

Hip-hop journalism? No such thing. No one is doing their due diligence out there. We got pundits, publicist lackeys, gossips, posers… How about a fucking journalist? Can we make room for just a few of those?

Or is the problem that any number of incestuous media sources would have had to kill that story since Akon’s Konvict Muzik is distributed under Interscope?

Speaking of all this shit, did you know that someone at the LA Times was incubating a multi-authored hip-hop blog?

Not sure whether this was a mission from above or just some maverick Times staffer trying to show what they could do. But they had reached out to some quality hip-hop bloggers like Robbie, Brandon and Doc Zeus. They had this publicly accessible blogspot site (I swear to god, with the damn black background) that was supposed to be secret while they tested out the operation with multiple posts going up week after week.

But then you also had blog contributor Slav Kandyba dropping a link or two to the test site. I’m not sure if that’s how the search engines and LA Observed found the blog but find it they did… Just in time to catch a post by one of the LA Times Beatbox bloggers, with a ton of bravado, claiming his allegiance to his “colleague” Chuck Phillips and attacking Sean Combs for his response to the Tupac story.

As per the LA Observed quote, the blog post shockingly read “You might be a smooth criminal, but when you pick on the media, you pick into the devil’s nest and you will get stung.”

So the cat was now out of the bag on the LATimes Beatbox, and here was this lone blogger on it, defiantly gung-ho about the right of him and his colleagues to spread lies without fear of reprisal. Bear in mind, this is already days after the LA Times has retracted their Tupac story, having been disgraced by the Smoking Gun expose. Now a blog with their name on it is saying “step off Diddy, we are the all-powerful media!” Naturally the Beatbox demo blog was obliterated that very same day and we’d have to assume the idea of an LA Times hip-hop blog along with it and, if the world makes sense, perhaps someone’s job as well?

The craziest part to me is that these would-be LA Times bloggers weren’t offered a dime for their words. For some, the supposed legitimacy of the LA Times name on their resume or maybe the idea that they’d get more exposure was the motivating factor. For others, it may be enough to belong to a powerful, infallible, and vengeful crew known as the media.

But I can’t get over the fact that these smart, successful bloggers were sort of rehearsing for an non-paying job for a commercial newspaper. As I said to Robbie (who backed out of the arrangement early), the LA Times doesn’t give him any added exposure over Unkut. When it comes to hip-hop, Unkut is super-credible… and what is the LA Times? Just a desperate print newspaper.

The gang mentality on display in that now vanished blog post is nonsensical but also horribly outdated. What does it mean “don’t mess with the media” when we are all the media? When The Smoking Gun is trouncing big media and hip-hop media alike?

There’s no fair exchange in a good blogger getting exploited by a commercial website or print publication. Most of these operations you think are powerful, are actually in a bad way. Ask yourself, are they creating any value in this world? Or do you legitimize them, instead of the other way around. You might find ultimately that you hold all the power, what then are you going to do with it?

Supreme Swagger Jackers…

Wednesday, April 16th, 2008

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WTF?!?

The Supreme clothing company lifts only one image from the greatest movie of all time and they don’t even feature a joint with Brother Rabbit? Instead they choose a scene where the brother is all caught up in the bosom of Miss America about to get played out. Brother Rabbit wasn’t having it with that bitch. He knew she was full of tricks, and so was he.

Niggas go in hard for Supreme like them niggas actually know something street. Meanwhile Supreme’s so-called designers are the biggest swagger jacking flavorless motherfuckers on the planet. Their connections to actual, real ‘street’ culture are fraudulent because they paid for their access. Supreme didn’t come up on their shit from some true love for the culture. They bought a bootleg ‘Urban Culture’ pass and use it to cash in for even more by selling their shit to other kids who also need some flavor in their lives and have the ends to pay for it.

On the real, don’t support that clownery.

If anyone has ever seen the movie ‘Streetfight’ then you already know that these niggas from Supreme ain’t representing the real. That t-shirt up there is like using Flavor Flav’s image to represent for Public Enemy instead of Chuck D.

Shit’s disgusting B!

I say shut ’em down, and I’m not talking about Shut skating equipment either.

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RALPH BAKSHI IN NEW YORK CITY…

Monday, April 14th, 2008

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I think I would call RALPH BAKSHI my favorite filmmaker even above GEORGE LUCAS. Mostly because of the movie he created called ‘Streetfight’ also known as ‘Coonskin’. This film was made during the height of the blaxploitation movie era and it speaks to the Black man’s struggles here in AmeriKKKa more than any movie ever.

‘StreetFight’ is the antithesis of D.W. Griffith’s ‘Birth Of A Nation’. As a matter of fact, I believe I read somewhere that BAKSHI created ‘Streetfight’ as a response to that supremacist propaganda.

I’m on some super geek shit that BAKSHI will be in NYC this weekend and he will be screening his film ‘Streetfight’ on Saturday night. This is some must see shit that I hope you can all make it to. When I look at the influences that made me the writer that I am today I definitely have to give props to BAKSHI. He speaks a truth to power that should have gotten him blacklisted or worse years ago.

Rarely in life do you have the chance the thank your heroes for their influence and inspiration to your art and life. Don’t mind me because I will be on some real fanboy ish Thursday night.

Thursday, April 17th:
Animazing Gallery Exhibition and Book signing.
6:00 PM – 9:00 PM
416 Broome Street
New York, NY 10013
RSVP @ animazing.com

Friday, April 18th
New York Comic Con Panel Talk & Book Signing
Jacob K. Javits Convention Center
IGN Theater
6:30 PM – 7:30 PM
655 West 34th Street
New York, NY 10001
Presented by MoCCA.

Saturday, April 19th
Anthology Film Archives Author Q&A, Book Signing & Film Screenings
7:00 PM Heavy Traffic
9:00 PM Coonskin (on a restored 35mm print)
32 2nd Avenue
New York, NY 10003
Tickets $8 at the door, good for both features.

T.Y. + U.K. x N.Y.C. = F.R.E.S.H.

Sunday, April 13th, 2008

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TONIGHT!!!

Knitting Factory
74 Leonard Street, NYC
8pm


TY – ‘Dreams’

TY featuring De La Soul – ‘The Idea’

TY – ‘Music 2 Fly 2’

TY @ MySpace