We’re taking a few days off to recharge our batteries. Instead of throwing up some remixes that you have already read we thought we’d just shut down completely. This means that you should be giving some love to that blogroll over there on the right side of this page.
That’s just naming a few. There’s always some good shit popping out there on the internets and when we come back we are aiming to be the best of the best. See y’all in a few….
It’s hard out here on a word pimp. I have several projects stuck in development because the website has been shortstaffed this year. Yes, I have a large directory of contributors, but lately only COMBAT JACK and 40 DAWG have been submitting drops for this site. You all should already know where BILLY SUNDAY now does his thing. The time has come for DP Dot Com to begin their very first intern search.
Almost anyone can be an intern here at DP Dot Com. All that is required from you for sure is a love for the blog game. If you have an opinion and it’s relevant to some of the news and events that are happening in the world today then you are DP Dot Com material. DP Dot Com is also an Equal Opportunity Employer. Since our internships don’t have a salary (but you do get free shit over time) we can offer your college or paid employer a letter of recommendation. In the end, what’s better than working at the internets most dangerous website? Here’s a list of some of our open positions…
Tech Guy – Do you understand computers? Good. Because I don’t. I need someone that can help me put music onto the Addict page.
Teen Story Whore – We need someone willing to sleep with people in order to secure gossip and scandals on people that sleep with people to secure gossip. And scandals.
If you know anything about computers and random sex you should send me an e-mail (no ROSIE O’DONNELL).
As I watch the Addict dig through twenty years worth of his clothing collections I remember the days when these items were first fresh to def. I remember that Hip-Hop was using rap music to verbally express it’s upscale aspirations. B-Boys were wearing prepped out clothing from Bally, Gucci and Polo Ralph Lauren. You might have lived in the projects but you would never let that determine your self worth. You were beautiful and smart and handsome and intelligent. Your art and your music told you that much. Your goal was to keep rising to the top.
The ensuing crack epidemic didn’t just kill the fiends, but it killed all of us simultaneously. It killed the young men that were murdered, or went to jail, or lost their humanity. It killed the children that were left to be raised by their tired and elderly grandparents. It killed the community that had only just found it’s footing after decades of struggling for the social right to vote and the human right to be human.
Even with the despair that your community has experienced you still have the chance to succeed, but you have to believe in yourself. Most importantly, you have to believe in your neighbor again. The community can only be rebuilt collectively. Man, woman and child. Brother to brother. Sister to sister. Love = work. Do you have the courage to make time to work for your brother?
I was inspired to do this podcast for all of you fresh to def evolutionaries. All of you kids that came from the city found a way to keep rising to the top despite everything going on around you. Despite crack and broken homes, despite the Central Park jogger, despite YUSUF HAWKINS, despite GAVIN CATO, YANKEL ROSENBAUM and the entire Crown Heights, despite GIULIANI, despite SEAN BELL. True story is that someone’s child over at XXL told me that people that listen to rap don’t want to hear lyrics in their dance music. Do you still have the courage to dance like an 18 year old?
Today’s podcast is brought to you courtesy of the Latin Quarter and Union Square nightclubs. The Rooftop, Empire and U.S.A. rollerskating rinks. Fulton Street, 125th Street, Jamaica Ave., Third Ave., and of course, Delancey Street.
It was your typical Friday night under the big lights of NYC. I left the office after 8pm to drive into the city for my homey CED G’s birthday party. CEDRIC is one of the cats from Brooklyn Tech that never shitted on me after I was expelled. As a matter of fact, he made all the other cats on the football squad continue to show me love. Nullus, of course. Why did CED pick out the swankiest lounge in the city to hold his soiree? This spot called 230 Fifth Avenue is the new gem in midtown. During the summertime they kill with their rooftop bar and panaramic views of Manhattan. My only problem is that they sell Belvy’s and tonic for $14. CED has a masters degree in economics, I have a G.E.D. Nexttime I fucks with CED I’m bringing my flask.
C.S. saved me from blowing my light bill up in that piece by texting me and asking me out to the movies. I was down like JAMES BROWN to see this film called the Hip-Hop Project. It was exec-produced by DANA ‘Queen Latifah’ OWENS and BRUCE ‘2 Hard 2 Die’ WILLIS. I think it’s about Hip-Hop as an empowering force for education and societal change. They took that shit out of theatres after one week. Our other options were ‘Hot Fuzz’ and ’28 Weeks Later’. I didn’t think we would fuck with ‘Grindhouse’ because the shit started at midnight and I knew it was a beast at three plus hours long. So C.S. and I said eff it to a movie and we went into Koreatown for some barbecue and dim sum. After a long and relaxing meal on East 32nd Street we saw that we were in time for catching the midnight show. Maybe it was the fried green tea ice cream, but I felt like I had the energy to rock out.
Let me just say this… ‘Grindhouse’ is the most entertaining movie that I have seen this year. Including ‘Spider-Man 3’ and ‘300’ by FRANK MILLER. It’s the reason I used to go to the Duece when I was 12 and 13 years old to peep a kung fu flick. It’s pure cinematic absurdist adventurist escapism. QUENTIN TARANTINO and ROBERT RODRIQUEZ win for the sheer fact that they were paid handsomely to produce what looked like the most fun evar. Actually, RODRIQUEZ had so much fun with the lead actress in his film that his marriage of sixteen years is finito. Even Mexicans can go Hollywood.
The two features ‘Planet Terror’ and ‘Deathproof’ sandwich a bevy of faux B-Movie previews. The directors have the cult aspect of these films down pat and their styles and aesthetics are so razor sharp that you get to see how good a B-movie can be when it is acted and directed with A talent. I promise that you will love every minute. There’s tons of hot ass chicks along with cars, zombies, guns, tits, blood, gore, sex, murder and of course, mayhem. F.Y.I. ROSARIO DAWSON doesn’t get naked though and still ‘Grindhouse’ might end up being this summer’s number one NetFlix choice. But for the price of a ticket nowadays it’s really the best bargain in movie-going without ‘plexing.
MIKE KYSER is arranging for DP to be a contestant on the new (white) Rapper Show.
CHOCOLATE SNOWFLAKE and I did our Black snowbird thing thing last month and traveled to the sunny scene of Miami Beach Florida. Miami is that wierdest of cities because it displays influences from all over the world right on top of one another. Cuba, Haiti, Brazil and the deep south are all cultures that overlap and intertwine. Just like New York City you can find the monied class partying with the have nots. South Beach is where it all comes together. Exotic cars and exotic women, just like an episode of Miami Vice. I play the role of Rico Tubbs and C.S. gets to be Det. Trudy Joplin.
There’s no shame to anyone’s game when in Miami. Dudes from the deep south show their style and their penchant for hookin up a cheap ass car. How you gonna put gullwing Lambourghini doors on a Chevy Impala? Even the mannequins on South Beach have boob jobs.
I almost copped a pair of the PEE WEE HERMAN Dunks but the M.I.A. skateshop didn’t have a size 12.
True story, I told Lil’ Mama how much I would love to kiss her on the lips, but that I didn’t have any R.Kelly in my steez so I wouldn’t do it. Lil’ Mama is so gorgeous I would just like to sniff her bloomeristics.
The real luxury vehicle in Miami is a 40ft yacht. South Florida is a nice place to visit, but I couldn’t afford to live there.