Sunday, June 24, 2007

Party Joint Of The Week

Scott Thorough from Nuk Fam sent me this party joint of the week.

I am a Junkie.

I'm still strung out on this Hip Hop shit. Even after it died (R.I.P).
I'm still fiending.

P.S. I went to school with a girl named Anazette. And she was totally a teacher's pet. She didn't know Smooth B or Greg Nice though.

Also I'm not at Begonia.

Nice & Smooth & Scott Thorough: Hip Hop Junkies (Scott Thorough Remix)

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

When the Getting Gets Good

The name of the group is Lu...Rreals

That's with three periods and two, count em, TWO R's one of which is capitalised (of course).

Besides having an absurdly odd name this quick-tounged duo also possesses an equally eccentric pair of flows.

"GotGetGood" has a beautiful beat and it swirls and dances like a ballroom full of twirling formal-wear. It has a jazzy, well-dressed smoothness that is completely infectious.
I haven't been able to stop listening to it since I received it last week.

My music-journalist type reference: It sounds like if Camp-Lo was played by Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr. in a Hollywood remake of Uptown Saturday Night.

Check it out:

Lu...Rreals: GotGetGood

:also one of the MC's is an albino which I wasn't even gonna mention cause I feel it's like, a non-issue now, since cats like Brother Ali and Krondon already paved the way for pigmentless rappers.

But then I mentioned it anyway.

Friday, June 15, 2007

I got your whole weekend planned

Tonight you can go and see Clarence Reid do his first show in 35 years.

The reason for Clarence's absence from the performance circuit is he's been busy performing as his more successful x-rated alter ego Blowfly

Blowfly's been making dirty rap records since the early 70's - before there were rap records at all. When Luke was in short pants and Too Short was tiny.

Clarence Reid found that he couldn't make as good a living singing sweet soul as he could making dirty raps so he threw on the mask like some superfly-era MF Doom and got busy.

But thanks to crate diggers, vinyl revivalists, and cats like Wax Poetics Clarence Reid's old forgotten records have been enjoying a resurgence of late.

Here's how he described the gig on his myspace page:

"It's my first clean gig in 35 years! And it's your fault! All these samples, reissues,
so-called "edits" and compilations have brought the maestro of Miami soul out of retirement!"

Then on Sunday you can go and see Blowfly himself, in all his sparkling bawdiness, at Club Europa in Greenpoint.
With Blueprint & the newest Def Jukie Despot
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Blowfly: Rapp Dirty

Thursday, June 14, 2007

The Human Element

"The other day I was walking past NYU on the way to meet my pops.
And this white boy stops me talking 'bout he in the national socialist something or other
trying to sell me a paper and give me some free Mumia pamphlets.
So, you know, I'm in a hurry right and I told him.
And he tried to check me.
Like: "have you ever even heard of the black panthers?" and "Mumia was fighting so you could go to college" and all this.
I'm Like: "Dude, you don't even know me man. I don't even fucking go here man."
I know who the fuck Mumia is. Innocent niggas get locked up every day.
That ain't nothing new.

But yo,
on the other hand

You tell some brothers Mumia's on death row and they think he's making records with Suge Knight.
I don't know man. I guess it's really where you're at.

Bust it:"

Talib Kweli: The Human Element


Saturday, June 9, 2007

Album Not In Stores

More from Cavalier today.

If you are unfamiliar you can check my post on the gorgeous "Ink" right here

This shit is not in stores. It's just sitting up on to be downloaded for free. It's manna from heaven.

His freestyles on the radio are more full and rewarding than whole 6-disc cd changers full of todays Hip-Hop-Pop-music garbage-doo-doo-stink.

and if you don't know now you know, Nuh.....(ahem) Brother.

Cavalier: CaViat
Cavalier: Get It In
Cavalier: WBAR Freestyle 4/07

Thursday, June 7, 2007

To Be or Not To Be

I'm not saying I'm a better blogger than most of these Blog cats.
I'm not better than anybody.
I'm just iller.

Some post more often.
Some got flashy sites.
some got advertisements and sponsorship.
But me. Every time out the gate. You know I'm gonna be ill with it.

The debut album from Iller Than Theirs is due in September. Iller than Theirs is another mutant limb on the Nuclear Family Tree along with Junk Science.

This music is so unpretentiously smart and understatedly dope that it wafts in like a breath of fresh air in the middle of a hot stinky day.

Life sucks sometimes? yeah, tell me about it. It is what it is.
This one features Embedded label mate Cool Calm Pete

Iller Than Theirs: It Is What It Is (feat. Cool Calm Pete)

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Nina Simone Sundays

It's weird, even with all this gentrification there are still drug dealers on my corner. And now some of these new white people wave hello to them in the morning walking their tiny little weird inbred dogs on their way to the new Internet cafe they opened up.

Good Morning Local neighborhood Crack Man!

It's old New York meets new New York and it's a beautiful thing to behold

Nina Simone: The Pusher

Saturday, June 2, 2007

I got your whole day planned

Don't worry your pretty little heads my sons and daughters.
I got you.

There is an episode of "the Family Guy" where Peter asks a genie to grant his wish of having his own theme music.

It is very funny.

Today I am granting all of you a similar wish.
This is your own personal saturday soundtrack.

In the morning:

The Specials: Friday Night, Saturday Morning

In the Afternoon:

The Roots: Lazy Afternoon
Chicago: Saturday In The Park
The Juggaknots: A Rainy Saturday
Mercury: Saturday
The Grouch: Every Day Is Saturday

In the evening. Getting ready for a night on the town:

De La Soul: A Roller Skating Jam Named Saturdays
Lordz Of Brooklyn: Saturday Night Fever
Schooly D: Saturday Night
Ghostface: Saturday Nite
Masta Ace Incorporated: Saturday Night Live (LA Jay Remix)
The Mighty Sparrow: Saturday Night
Camp Lo: Luchini (a.k.a This Is It)

Friday, June 1, 2007

The Late Great

Late for work again.
They are going to fire me.
I can see them in Stephen's office.
I can see them through the venetian blinds.
They're talking about me.
I know it.
Using words like: "Lazy" & "unmotivated" & "attitude"
They don't give a fuck about me.

My whole life I've been late for everything.
I was late for my own wedding (for real. I actually was.)

I've tried the whole set my watch ahead business but it doesn't work.
It doesn't work because then I know my watch is an hour fast and I say things to myself like "ah, I've got plenty of time. My watch is an hour fast" and then I'm late.
I'd have to set my watch fast without my knowing. Like If I were also Tyler Durden but didn't know it.
I could trick myself.

I also thought of tattooing the words "You're Late" on my arm where my wrist watch should be.
That way every time I look to see what time it is - I'll know.
But then I remember I haven't worn a wrist watch since 1994.
After that I kept time strictly by Beepers and now Cell Phones.

Please God If you let me keep my Job today I swear I will start going to church again and I will give up masturbating to asian fetish porn for one week.

The Cenobites: You're Late (feat. Percee P)