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Bring Your Own B…

Saturday, July 4th, 2009

weber grill

This is the official flyer, or maybe this is what is called the launch drop?

CHEA!

The iNternets Celebrities will be in the Building for our first annual Barbecue in Brooklyn.

It’s a celebration Bitches!

To all of the Bloggers and the sites that have changed the paradigm in media communications. It’s really about celebrating how we get the word around. It was always about the word.

OhWord has returned from a self-imposed sabbatical with a new plan and a fresh new layout.

DJ J.Period will be on the decks along with the immortal DJ Rob Swift.

Just think about that for a second…

Combat Jack will Bring the daily mathematics along with the burgers and franks.

Meka from 2 dope Boyz should be on the eastside right about this time. Let’s welcome his relocation to NYC in proper fashion.

Nah’Right? You in town?

Hof what up? Are you gonna rep for the OS brand?

Shamz? I’m looking for you and Dan to give the OKayPlayer movement a face.

The Smoking Section? I definitely want to meet you fellas [ll].

DeCon Media’s Ruffian!

Pardon Me Duke.

Model Minority?

Who Walk In Brooklyn?

Where the fuck is Biochemical Slang?!?

B.Y.O.B.

Bring Your Own Blogger (or any other B you know of)
It’s a celebration of the best and the brightest in the online game: The people who influence the people who influence everyone else. We are the new vanguard for media and communication. We are the folks who make events like Rock the Bells possible and profitable. We all read each other, and now we get to meet each other.

BYOB is an invitation-only social convention that brings together all the important people who write, direct and create content, and all the people they read, in one place to eat drink and commune about the future of online entertainment and music media.

Here’s the date: July 18th (the Saturday afternoon/evening prior to Rock The Bells NYC leg @ Jones Beach)

If you are coming to NYC for the show send an e-mail to me –> dallas dot penn at gmail

The BBQ is free and there will be drinks so if your B was going to be Burgers, Beer or Booze you need to think of another B to bring.

Let’s get it…

XXL’s August Cover Is In The Bag…

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009

fab cover

It’s been a long time since I had anything to write about Fab. Do I need to post the ‘Throw It In The Bag’ track? Is that what y’all are into now? I admit that I don’t like this song and I also admit that when this shit comes on the radio I reflexively do the Cabbage Patch dance. I can’t even stop myself (believe me I’ve tried).

Fabolous featuring The Dream – ‘Throw It In The Bag’

I was stanned out the other night when my boss, er, supervisor, Carl Chery (we all know Vanessa Satten’s the boss) let me know I had crossed over into the Hip-Hop publishing world’s VIP room. I was on the list for the party that XXL was throwing along with Def Jam to celebrate Fabolous on the mag’s cover next month. I was happy as fuck to be going to this party. Elliott Wilson never invited me to any XXL parties because he knew my reputation for open bars. Datwon Thomas never invited me to shit because he hates me. The only Dallas he fux with is Austin [ll].

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fab xxl

So I showered and put on some clean clothes for the shindig. There would be some magazine chicks in the building. These girls work so hard and they never have time to let the boys play with them. I’m definitely looking to cop feels on Clover Hope if she shows up. I like the way she writes. I ended up not meeting any young tender journalistas except for this one chick named Mariel Concepcion from Vibe magazine. If I had known that Vibe was assed out I would have attempted to console Mariel by offering her a free drink (and I would’ve copped a feel).

Sadly, the party wasn’t as crowded as I imagined these industry things are and the free drinks were wamp-wamp. Patron with lemonade? Women are definitely running this rap shit. My homey Panama came through and beat me in the head for not coming to his ‘Make It Last Forever’ video premiere party. Panama is my dude and all, but I have a serious issue with buying liquor. If you want me to appear at your party you need to make sure I am drinking for free.

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fab xxl

Another superstar in the building was Gabe T. who I want to say is the general manager over at Def Jam. When Gabe T. is working an artist he is working that artist. He’s been excited about the Fabolous project for a minute, but then again he was excited about the Jadakiss and Rick Ro$$ albums too. I’m sure Gabe T. will be telling me to fux with the Juelz Santana joint later this summer. Even though the crowd was meager and lazy Fab still made his appearance. Fab has to be a good dude because he let some fugly chick hug his ass for a minute.

If I was a real life celebrity I wouldn’t let fugly chicks hug me, but since I am only a celebrity on the internets I am down to hug any chick that wants it. Retarded with Down’s Syndrome? Quadriplegic? Amputee? Leper? Hells yeah to all of ’em. I’m a sucker for love and free booze. Now that I am getting invites to the industry elite soirees I think its time I bathed on the regulack.

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fab xxl

Seed Popular from Rule 4080 on the lens

SNEAKER FIENDS UNITE!

Wednesday, July 1st, 2009

sneaker pimps

Sneaker Pimps was a classic evening in NYC. All the fam from Obsessive Sneaker Disorder came through. Dee, Paper, Chad, Kwab the sz.15 King and my man from BK, ShowIdeez, were all in effect.

Super DJ Clark Kent is a monster in the culture, from the music to the kicks.

Jadakiss, Wale, the Clipse and Big Boi tore shit down.

The Ruffian has created a new term called ‘The Stinky Pocket’.


And here is the news we have all been waiting for…

Shouts to MikeyFresh, Rosemary and the whole Goliath camp.

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Red, Red Wine, Stay Close 2 Me…

Wednesday, July 1st, 2009

fader

Fader x Red Stripe party last night along with Nike x Nylon mag event @ 21 Mercer.

Rose wine all night FTW.

fader

At first I had a problem getting into the Nylon joint until Joey2Fresh from Rule 4080 showed up and let me ride on his coattails.

Rule 4080 are internets celebrities. Chea!

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fader

Fader joint had food catered by Negril. Jerk chicken, rice and pea plus the goat kabob for the free dinner win.

Fader party also had the cuties.

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fader

While I partied in the penthouse right outside some dude was losing his struggle with his own addiction.

From the Fader to the faded. This is the splendor of NYC.

Right in front of your eyes be the glamour, superimposed by the squalor.

The high end and the low end all together in one frame.

Most other people have to use photoshop to see the truth.

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faded
faded

The Loudest Moment Of Silence…

Monday, June 29th, 2009

mj motown

I didn’t watch the B.E.T. awards last night because I was on some protest of their programming. The truth is that I don’t have a cable or satellite account so I can’t watch anything on my television set, except for Star Wars movies and the DVD pr0n flicks my homegirl from Twitter sent me (shouts to @Diorcat).

Television is a fucking wasteland anyhoo. I get everything I want to consume via internets anyhoo so I don’t feel like I am missing anything. I certainly don’t think I would have been impressed by B.E.T.’s tribute to Michael Jackson. That shit would have needed to have Stevie Wonder, Patti LaBelle and the boss, Diana Ross on the hook. We all know that B.E.T. doesn’t have the caché (swag) to pull that shit off. This awards show is the network’s single biggest budget production. It’s cardboard behind the performers.

How are you doing to honor Michael Jackson properly without some reedonkey presentation? His brothers have to be involved, definitely Janet, but crazy ass LaToya, not so much. That is why I can’t fux with B.E.T. Shit is LaToya to MTV’s Janet. Vh-1 is Rebbie. Don’t sleep on Rebbie though, shge did have that hit ‘Centipede’. I’m glad that some of y’all enjoyed the B.E.T. awards. That way I know that we still have enough people to fill the country’s permanent underclass.

The general consensus that I gathered from Twitter is that Jay-Z has gotten his swag back by adding Drake-like hand moves to his stage presentation. That’s funny because what I have seen of Drake reminds me of how KanYe performs, but less energetic. So if Jay-Z is performing like a Drake stan then he must look like a really watered down KanYe West. I don’t know if any of you have been paying attention, but for the last few years Jay-Z has been jocking KanYe West swag from hairstyles, eyeglass frames to guest features on his albums. Someone is brodying their little brother no?

I just watched the Death Of Autotune video and I like the slick look. I like the smile that Jay-Z puts on when Harvey Keitel walks up to him. Even though D.O.A. isn’t for smiling how could you not smile when you are hanging with the ‘Bad Lieutenant’? Have you seen that film yet? Harvey Keitel plays a police so corrupt he makes Denzel Washington’s ‘Training Day’ character look like a saint. Great movie. Michael Jackson used to make these epic videos that were filled with a narrative of intrigue and spectacle. Anyone notice Lyor Cohen at the video clips intro opening the car door for Jay-Z? That should’a been you Dame Dash.

The story bubbling in the cut is how the Jackson family wanted Chris Brown to perform in the tribute but Jay-Z blocked that move. I personally don’t believe that Jay-Z has that kind of power behind the scenes on shit that doesn’t directly involve him and what the fuck does Jay-Z care about Chris Brown. I mean. lets get serious, Rihanna has been passed around so much that he can’t be in love with that thing. Meanwhile we have never seen BeYonce nekkid in the media except for that time in Elle (and I have a copy of that).

The overall truth that should have been apparent at the B.E.T. awards is that we are experiencing a dearth of talent within musical entertainment. There was a time when singers could really sing. They could act too. Singers now are more like models who are only built for still image shots. There’s cardboard behind these motherfuckers. These fools NEED autotune. R.I.P. to Michael Jackson for the rest of 2009 in my opinion. Listen to this studio track of Michael doing ‘Workin’ Day-N-Nite’ and tell me who in the game is capable of putting it down like this?

Exactly.