I’m still working out the kinks to this whole podcasting aspect of DP.com so bear with me as I try to find some folks to help me push this shit up another level.
Podcast number 2 is in the books. I’m already looking forward to number 3 which will be from Philadelphia co-starring the lovely Chocolate Snowflake (if she so chooses, ol’ girl enjoys her relative anonymity in the course of my DP madness).
I am shipping off to Philly as you read this drop. Someone holler at me and let me know where the Yeezy’s are gonna be.
Shouts to my boy Dirty Jerz who is one of the true lifestyle representers on the internets. Def bookmark his page. Fam came through for me last weekend by sending me a box to get me out of my doldrums. I got an unexpected ring at my door and lo and behold it was the postman with a Priority Mail package [ll]. Inside was a dope fitted cap from this spot in the Chi called Leaders 1354.
I’ve been trying figure out how I could splash off with this pair of Dunks I came up on during a previous Sneaker Fiends Unite! NYC tour. Now I just need to see if I can find a 3x tee that rocks these colorways. I’ve got my eye out for something by Mishka. Send me a link if y’all see anything.
There have been so many sneaker releases over the past several weeks. The Nike Swingman ‘Jackie Robinson’ special edition joints are fucking crack. I need to come up on these for sure. My Josh Gibson Dunks and Satchel Paige Air Max 90s would never forgive me if I didn’t put these Jackie Robs into the archive alongside them.
I’m patiently waiting for the Nike Air Trainer Max III ‘Medicine Ball’ retro joints aka the ‘Mookies’ from ‘Do The Right Thing’. This year is the 20th anniversary of that seminal Spike Lee joint and I think Brooklyn will be an important part of the summer celebrations for that film.
I got a message from Sneaker Fiends Unite! DMV Commissioner JaiSlayer that he will be up top on 06.13.09. If anyone else is down to pound the pavement with us just holler. I think we will conclude this SFU NYC tour at AmyRuth’s again. I have a taste for some stick to your ribs grub that all our walking and talking will facilitate.
These Air Max Plus below are so fucking official that I need to see if I can cop these during our tour. The 360 air platform is continually evolving along with the shoes upper which is ‘FlyWired’ out. It looks like this might be one of the strongest, lightest shoes ever made. I’m geeked.
“Drake is faker than those bootleg Grape 5’s on his feet”
– NikeTalk commenter
So supposedly there is a multi-million dollar bidding war for the Canadian rapper Drake. This is part of the brand new day in the urban music record offices based here in New York City. You would think that these clowns never heard any good music ever in their life. Sure, they listen to G.O.O.D. music which can be pretty good, but certainly you would need more than that to have a complete sonic diet.
I’ll never forget how people uncovered the Daft Punk sample from the ‘Graduation’ album but didn’t take the time to go deeper and listen to the song that Daft Punk stole to make their track. Peep Edwin Birdsong’s ‘Cola Bottle Baby’ when you are stealing your music off the internets. That track is some funky crack right there.
I find it hard to believe in some respects that the industry is so enamored with Drake. Sure, he’s lightskint with good jig hair and he has no mustache so that makes him more, eh, versatile. Ha. But what label has that kind of money to piss away on an internets celebrity? I am an internets celebrity and that shit has yet to get me a free meal. Let alone a Ghetto Big Mac.
This is not 1995 when you could give a deal to Nelly type dude who at least was moving CD’s on the bootleg scene. Drake is moving downloads and selling out hole in the wall spoken word venues. You don’t give $2millies to someone who isn’t stadium status. The record industry is no longer into the A & R develop an artist for the long haul shit. If you sign your deal in the morning they want their money back this afternoon.
There have been dudes that have debuted and I have recognized that they are going to be monster artists because they were bringing something very new or missing from the music business. Drake reminds me of a Britney Spears – Justin Timberlake type of industry construct. Someone that can act and lipsync really well like a modern day matinee idol, but without the substance to move the level of music up. Maybe that is what the labels are paying for in the first place?
These new 360 recording deals mean that labels even own the deuce you left in the hotel toilet. I imagine that Drake can be used to sell all kinds of other shit other than CD’s so that will help bolster the bottom line of the label that signs him. Bol said that jig haircare products are saving the jig magazine industrial complex. How about some Drake wave cream and du-rags? Eminem would def buy those. I can even see Drake acting in the after school movie, ‘The young Obama years’.
This dude Drake certainly does have a bright future in front of him.
I just don’t know how much of that future will be in making music that I want to listen to.
Now I hope you didn’t come here this morning for some feigned outrage over the killing of this off-duty police officer in East Harlem last week. You won’t be getting that commentary here today or any other day for that matter. OMAR EDWARDS had to die. The police have been looking for him ever since their sketch artist got his first box of #2 pencils.
Internets, I’m about to say some shit that I only want the Blacks that come here to read. If all you good white folks, Asians and assimilated latin people would be so kind to visit my Twitter or YouTube pages for a minute I would be most grateful.
Black people…
Now you damn well know that even you had a reservation towards looking homeboy in the face. Even though he’s DEAD! Can you imagine how that officer felt with this man ten or twenty or fifty yards away from him with a gun in his hand? That smell you are noticing are the endorphins from stark fear. Whether you know it of not that smell now blocks and locks the rest of your senses. You couldn’t hear this cop yelling back he was also a police officer because you are in full-on fear mode.
The boogie man syndrome is fucked the fuck up but it is realer than a motherfucker. Fearing the Black man is some shit we all have to contend with here in America. Fuck it, abroad too. Word to Zwarte Piet. Popular literature and culture has been pushing this agenda for so damn long it is now part of the human genome. At least its embedded deep in our psyche and it ain’t coming out no matter who the president is.
I just learned that D.W.GRIFFITH made nearly five hundred movies in six years. His legacy doesn’t end with ‘Birth Of A Nation’ because the movie is still playing on the projectile reel. We are all actors in this feature called the ‘Boogie Man Syndrome’. Sometimes we are the tormentors and other times we are the tormented. It all depends who is watching.
NYPD officer DERWIN PANNELL’s role in the crosshairs was sadly reprised by DESMOND ROBINSON and then officer ERIC HERNANDEZ. While only last year CHRISTOPHER RIDLEY was the latest officer to give the boogie man syndrome to fellow police before OMAR EDWARDS FATAL encounter. I don’t have any examples of mistaken identity of white officers, but you prA’li already knew that.
*Someone please let the white folks back in the room*
As I was saying, if Black officers would just wear their children to work in Snugglies maybe we could curb these incidences of, ahem, friendly fire.
