
The good vibes I took back home with me from the MJ celebration helped me make this latest podcast.
You will never lose when you use music from MICHAEL JACKSON.
Had I put on the elbow pads and shinguards this joint would have been even better.

Happy New Year MICHAEL JACKSON!
The celebration that Brooklyn gave to MICHAEL JACKSON for his birthday was fit for a king. Better still THE KING. The sun peeked its face onto the thousands of people gathered in Prospect Park’s great meadow. Some will even say it was the humidity and dehydration that had some of Brooklyn’s most notorious hard rock gangsta’s passing out on the great lawn but I know better. The spirit of MICHAEL JACKSON came down to Brooklyn. He should have felt right at home.
Spreading love is definitely the Brooklyn way and it looked like the entire Brooklyn showed up for the party.

SPIKE LEE didn’t just put his weight behind this event. He actually showed up and kicked it.


DJ Spinna isn’t new to this, he is very true to this. Are you ready to jam extra hard before Jouvert this upcoming weekend? Then make sure you are in the building for the KeiStar Productions MICHAEL JACKSON vs. PRINCE shindig. Believe you me it is the ONLY way to prep your dancing legs for the West Indian Day parade.

Fux what you heard, for the past 30 years and counting Fab 5 Freddy has been the mayor of New York City.


ADEMOLA MOTOROLA!


Yooj in the building. Rocking the Goretex waterproof Dunk 1-pieces. Sneaker Fiends Unite!

Jay Smooth what up?!?

FRITZ what up?!?

DEJUAN what up?!?

HENRY is an NYC nightclub dancefloor legend and an MJ choreographer from the ‘Remember The Time’ video.

Bazaar Royale and his beautiful wife DJ BEVERLY BOND. The bonus in this image was that sister in the black leggings in the background. Big ass Brooklyn backsides for the win. Chea!

Brooklyn stays wylin’ and stylin’ on ’em.


Can you feel it? Can you feel it? CAN YOU FEEL IT?!?



MICHAEL JACKSON impersonators were in their absolute glory. I never understood the fascination that some people had with dressing up like Elvis. It all made sense to me on this day. The MJ impersonators were singing and dancing and making us happy with the memory of MJ. There was nothing weird about them. They were actually very magical. Just like the day was.

Getting this invite sent to me was like getting my birthday present exactly one month before my new year.
I’m an unabashed Wu stan and we all know that.
It’s prA’li my dream to be buried with my purple tape.
So it’s no big deal that I super stan out extra hardbody for Raekwon and Ghostface. These are the dudes that were my age and saw some of the same things that I saw. They described them in a way that my mind’s eye could immediately register. The Wu-Tang Clan was my escapist cinema soundtrack.
Enter The 36 Chambers – This was me and my dudes staying out late going to see karate movies on the Deuce in rundown pissy sensimile smokefilled theatres. Shaolin Avengers, Flying Guillotine and anything from the Shaw brothers. The Deuce was the livest shit I had never seen. people were fighting and pulling out guns and trampling each other. And when I snuck back out to 42nd Street the following weekend to the chagrin of my dad I found out that they were doing the same shit all over again. I was transformed. Hail Meg!
Return of The 36 Chambers – Ol’ Dirty Bastard is the one Wu member that I connected to the most. He was the most spiritual dude ever in rap music. I think he contained a part of every Clan member in his persona. Dirty would get wild. Dirty would get crazy. Dirty was filled with love even for people that didn’t love him or understand him. Dirty had compassion for humanity. Fuck that, Dirty was a Black man. This chamber is my Blaxploitation period. The movie this album describes is Coonskin.
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx – This was the greatest album I had ever heard. From the rhymes to the beats to the song interludes there was never an album in Hip-Hop that did the shit the purple tape did. Albums were only filled with songs. This album was filled with stories. The interludes offered narration to bridge the chamber’s chapters. The new album Only Built 4 Cuban Linx 2 is great, but nothing can duplicate this album in my life. The words and music were pulled right up off the concrete on the streets. Those were my dreams to have remarkable cream. They still are. Word to ThunderCracker. Rest in power.
On the rooftop of his record label’s Manhattan offices, Raekwon the Chef spit some of his Wu classics and some of the new hot shit from the Only Built 4 Cuban Linx 2 project.
As the sun was setting for the evening the sky in the background became purple.
I think that was Ol’ Dirty blessing this project that appears to be re-uniting the Wu.
Wu-Tang is 4ever.
Suuuuuuuuuu!
RAEKWON – ONLY BUILT 4 CUBAN LINX 2 PROMO CONCERT from dallas penn on Vimeo.

^ That’s ny nig Meyhem Lauren
Meyhem Lauren featuring Roc Marciano – ‘Animal Science’
I’m jumping out the window hardbody this week (no Ron Browz and DEFINITELY no Erick Sermon). If you got some shit going down and you got free alcohol for the kid make sure you holla at me. I’m not talking that bullshit Pabst Blue Ribbon either my niggas. I want that top shelf if you want me at your event. I could sit in my own damn house and drink malt liquor or bumwines by my damn self.
Last night was the Kid Cudi listening session. I like his album but it is so not anything that most heads are ready to hear. I feel like the music is a continuation of the 808’s sound without the autotune pitch correction on the vocals. It’s just as experimental though. There’s definitely some joints on there that you would feel familiar with (comfortable), but I don’t think Cudi wants niggas to feel comfortable. He has an artistic vision that wants to present and he does it. I’ll give you a drop on Cudi’s album in a day or so. Right now I’m focusing on the Raekwon listening event later on today.

Wu-Tang changes rap music for the better in the early mid nineties. Everything they represented from unity to beats to the most vicious rhymes ever put into a mic device is what the Wu is all about. Raekwon’s Only Built 4 Cuban Linx 2 is getting the best reviews from all the people whose opinions I trust. I’m ready to become a stan again. Would I be retarded if I pulled out the Snow Beach pullover in 90 degree weather. The answer to that is hells yeah.
After Raekwon’s performance I have to bounce into Brooklyn and parlay with the kid Meyhem Lauren. He’s got a nice little party in Williamsburg with a few underground acts coming through to hang out and spit a song or two. What are y’all getting into? Come out to the Rockstar Bar in Williamsburg. Just say my name at the door to get the friends and family discount. And if you see a nigga in the streets shout me on the TWitter – @FYMTG (Fux Yo’ Meeting!)
