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A Little More Faith…

Saturday, January 2nd, 2010

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The Heavenly Tones – ‘A Little More Faith’

Leaving my mom’s basement.

Going back to New York.

Don’t really want to.

Eager to return.

Home.

Santa Claus, Go Str8 2 The Ghetto…

Friday, December 25th, 2009

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James Brown – ‘Santa Claus Go Straight To The Ghetto’

We are still missing the Godfather, and now his godson, Michael Jackson…

Sean P Takes Us To Chuuuch…

Friday, December 4th, 2009

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I’m still bumping that Sean P ‘Kimbo Price’ mixtape.

What are you listening to?

P!


‘Weed and Hoes’ (featuring St. Maffew)

The Last Real Rap Nigga Alive…

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

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‘So Disrespectful’

I have to apologize to all the Fisty Scent fans I might have ignored on the release of his latest album. I listened to the album once(but not really). On my repeated listens last night as I navigated through the internets I realized how much I enjoy this album ‘Before I self Destruct’. This is the kind of regressive rap music that my dude from Oz would enjoy. 50 Cent is totally the dumbed down version of Kool G Rap. Except 50 Cent annunciates impeccably. You can hear his threats clearly.

‘Before I Self Destruct’ isn’t so much coke rap or brag rap as it is revenge rap. The thing that makes 50 Cent’s blood flow better than motor oil is the idea that he has to exact revenge on people. Everyone. Enemies. Friends. Family. This dude is so disrespectful. I’m trying to figure out who made 50 Cent so angry. It shouldn’t be this hard to happy? Sure people hated 50 a few years ago, he was broke back then. Poor folks remind us of our own mortality. I hate them too.

‘Before I Self Destruct’ is at its best when 50 Cent gets personal. This is why he has been such a force in rap for the last several years. No other rapper names names like 50 Cent does. No subliminals or vaguely confusing slicktalk. 50 Cent will say your name. Yes. YOU. He doesn’t like you very much. Honestly, I don’t like you either. ‘Before I Self Destruct’ is the album that all the bum ass rappers are praying we don’t discuss. There isn’t too much manufactured cool on this disk. This is not Sinatra rap.

This is smack ya’ baby mama in the ovaries music. Enjoy


‘Then Day Went By’

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‘Crime Wave’

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‘Gangsta’s Delight’

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‘Do You Think About Me?’

Black Music Needs More White People…

Monday, November 30th, 2009

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Watching the Soul Train Music Awards show only one week after the American Music Awards show it was painfully obvious to see that Black folks have done absolutely nothing to bridge the production values chasm that has existed since before Soul Train and American Bandstand had their own awards shows.

The lack of staging and reduced amount of backup dancers was the most glaring shortcoming. The fact that these Soul Train awards couldn’t even be broadcast from a non-cable network was the next huge detraction. With all the teh ghey entertainers living in the Atlanta area you had to also ask yourself where was the Soul Train awards scene-stealing Adam Lambert. [ll] to asking yourself that question naturally.

But even that question cuts to the heart of why the Soul Train Music Awards was a major PU~. There were no white people. When the day comes that Black music has no white people earnestly doing it that shit falls the fux off. Classic R & B needs to get that blue-eyed soul back into its chamber. White is on some techno dance dance revolution now shit thanks to that race-trader Timbaland. If the Soul Train Music Awards is ever gonna stand on its own two again they need to get Adam Levine and Natasha Bedingfield on that shit.

What about Jon B and Joss Stone? Let’s break Remy Shand and Amy Winehouse out of rehab. White will get the production values back up to a viewable level where Soul Train can once again be watched with enjoyment. There was a time when white made some of the dopest R & B, ahem, urban contemporary music and I totally listened to that shit. I’m not just talking about that Teena Marie shit that never crossed over onto white’s iPod, I’m talking about that classic music that defies all racial boundaries…


The Police – ‘Spirits In The Material World’


Phil Collins – ‘Take A Look At Me Now’


Swing Out Sister – ‘Breakout’


Hall & Oates – ‘I Can’t Go For That’


Barry Gibb & Barbara Streisand – ‘Guilty’


Sting – ‘Englishman In New York’


Genesis – ‘Tonight’