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Thursday, December 17th, 2009From Bada Bing To The Gaza Strip…
Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
Editor’s note: This drop comes to us courtesy of Slumbilical Chord of Nah’Right.com comments thread fame. You should already know that the Nah’Right comments section is nothing to fux with. In ten years these folks will be running the Earth. Pray for all of us.
Sup Dallas,
I have a business proposition for you. We should open a really raunchy strip club. Given that America has colonized the Middle East virtually in its entirety (Iraq and Afghanistan – Iran next and maybe other states), it’s only right that we do an ethnographic performance art tribute to our fellow statesmen. The strip club would require all women to wear belly-dancer harem attire — veils, nose rings, etc. All broads 9s and up (natch) – the types of broads that would inspire one with the desire to smell behind their ears… by using ones tongue.
But the atmosphere inside would be mad abrasive. Bouncers would be wearing Israeli military attire, and some of the bouncers would be broads, in line with Israel’s policy of having women in the military. The inside would be falling apart – walls cracking, ceiling beams leaning… Like the whole shit would collapse if you sneeze on it. VIP rooms would be mad grimy. Just like the finest Atlantic City spots, there would be no stripping in the back rooms. Just pure flesh on flesh fornicating.
Finally, the club’s name: Gaza Strip. The only question left is… Do you smell me? I’ve copied my ba’y bro N8 to get his thoughts as well. We could go three ways on the investment… [ll].
Warmest Regards (c) KAWS,
Slumbeezy
Dallas: Uh, no. I’m not sure exactly who knocked down the Towers, but I know for sure that shit would get blowed the fux up when they found out Osama’s niece was giving up the ThunderDome in the Champagne Room.
Fat Cat Bankers Make Fancy Negroes Look Silly…
Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
Barack Obama spoke to an empty room of Wall Street suits on Monday, a day after his scathing ’60 Minutes’ interview decrying the “fat cat Wall Street bankers”. The room wasn’t empty as there were at least a dozen or so members of the financial industry on hand. It’s just that the biggest players opted out of the meeting instead making the president talk to them via tele-conferencing. It looks like the fat cats are now showing the president who the big dogs really are.
CitiBank has agreed to return $20b of the $45b it was issued as part of the TARP bank rescue program. There was also an agreement for a $300b ‘backstop’ to be guaranteed to cover all the toxic loans that CitiBank had granted. Paying $20b back seems like a wild discount doesn’t it? I hate the fact that I can not understand shit with all of this banking chicanery.
The one thing I do understand is that there are going to be billions of dollars in bonus money doled out by Wall Street before the years end. The economy is fixed someone said. Yeah, show ya’ right. I prA’li shouldn’t have used that headline since this story isn’t about the fact that the president is a schvartze in some fancy schmatte being stood up by some schmucks in as much as it is the power dynamic of capitalism manifesting itself.
G DUBBZ knew better than to throw the bankers under the bus.
BOOM BAP ALMOST KILLED BY WHAM! RAP…
Monday, December 14th, 2009
I fux with Wham! [ll]
I fux with the 1980’s pop group and I fux with George Michael [ll].
Back in the early 1980’s when record companies were still trying to figure out what to do with rap music several rock and pop music groups had taken their turns putting out rap songs. My favorite joint is called ‘This Is Radio Clash’ from the punk rock band The Clash.
There is also Blondie’s undeniable ‘Rapture’ which namedropped Hip-Hop stars Grandmaster Flash and Fab 5 Freddy who would later become Hip-Hop icons.
But there is another rap song from the British pop music duo Wham! that could have entirely derailed the rap music movement forever if kids started thinking that you had to wear tight leather jackets and skinny jeans just to be a fashionable rap star.
Lucky for us that didn’t happen.
SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!
Sunday, December 13th, 2009
Last week I had a chance to chop shit up with LTD mag founder and CEO and super sneaker fiend Hawaii Mike. From running a publication which is one of the hypebeast bibles to running a family and running the streets of New York City I had to find out what makes someone not burn out from the constant grind.
LTD mag is what a Hip-Hop publication is supposed to look like. They respect all the elements of Hip-Hop from the graphic art to the fashion and of course the music. LTD was also smart enough to take their magazine online to give readers a constant update of all things fresh. Most deadtree publications don’t have a regard for the online presence but the internets is where that new-new is up next and Hawaii Mike made sure his online venture was just as fresh as the print edition.
Inside the LTD offices Hawaii Mike’s son ran around and acted like the intern for LTD mag. Whenever his father asked his to retrieve something he scrambled through the office and picked it up. Mike’s wife operated a phone and a surfed the web at her computer. She complimented me on my Apple store computer love video and several other joints of mine she had peeped. Mike told me to help myself to as many back issues of LTD as I wanted. I didn’t beast out too hard, but I beasted.
You need to fux with the LTD site because it frames Hip-Hop without borders for regions or even countries for that matter. LTDmag.com is on some globally fresh shit. I should have asked Hawaii Mike if he was developing an iPhone app for locating the best sneaker spots worldwide? This is the type shit LTD mag is on. All the best things in life at one website including the ‘Hump’ Wednesdays features.
I talked to hawaii Mike about his kicks collection too. I wanted to know if he deadstocked his favorite shoes like I do or did he just rock his joints with reckless abandon. Mike fell somewhere in between the two Sneaker Fiend extremes. While he did deadstock certain shoes he said that he mostly rocked everything in his collection of nearly 600 shoes. I’m actually the opposite where as half my collection has never been worn. I intend to wear them one day I’m just waiting for the motivation of inspiration to wear a pair of kicks.
Hawaii Mike wears his just to clear out some space.