John Brown Rides For Sarah Palin

This track/video was made around the height of the most recent Presidential campaign about Alaska's favorite debutante Sarah Palin. Your boy John Brown from VH1's "The White Rapper Show" masterfully conveys that, while Palin may be totally crazy...he still kinda wants to fuck her. With the nonsense that keeps spilling out this broad's mouth it still seems pretty relevant...


"So I heard you from Alaska? Bitch you into Nascar? Ever been with a rap star?"

Something For The Kids

Sesame Street in all it's educational value and glory was always lacking two VERY important elements...

1) Slayer

2) M.O.P.

thankfully some fool with too much damn time on his hands did something about it...

NPR Loses It's Damn Mind...

I fucks with NPR hard, son. Please believe it. For most of my life I've trusted NPR to get me hip to vital and unadulterated political/cultural news...the kind of honest, in-depth reporting that makes one feel on point with the current state of the Global Community. That is...until I read this nonsense:

Rapper Fueds Mirrors World Politics

I love Rap beefs. Since Krs-One and MC Shan went at it, beefs and battles have led to some dope records. Plus...they are often hilarious. You can flex your grad school hip-hop theses about the deeper meaning of one-upping some fool on the microphone all you want...at the end of the day it's simply about bragging rights. I'm dumbfounded to read shit like:

"The conflict in question is between established rapper Jay-Z and and up-and-comer known as The Game. Jay-Z has been attacking other rappers for using Auto-Tune software, which corrects pitch while singers record. Auto-Tune is widely used in the industry, but Jay-Z is making a call for authenticity. "He's saying 'these are the rules of the international system. If you want to be a civilized member of our international society, you have to not pursue nuclear weapons,''' Lynch says.

and my favorite part:

"The difference today is that we're in a uni-polar world with the United States on top. In the rap world, Jay-Z is that guy. The Game is the erratic wildcard. "He's North Korea; he's Iran," Lynch says. "He might not win, but he can hurt you if he drags you down into this extended occupation, this extended counterinsurgency campaign."

Obviously this is comically and unnecessarily analytical. My only hope is that the inevitable few white liberal douche-bags who will buy into this shit will try to talk to their teenage "rap fan" kids about their new understanding of the Jay-Z/Game drama...and that the conversation will do nothing more than fuel said teen's hatred for their annoying hippie parents.

Copywrite vs. Asher Roth

Asher Roth is horrible. Like, really horrible. When Hip-Hop has been slowly decimated to the point where beer pong playing, frat boy douche-bags are getting shine it really seems like the beginning of the end...

On the other hand, it's pretty apparent that dude is a joke. No one really thinks for a second that this fool is capable of holding his own in a battle. Enter Copywrite. Copy reps my hometown of Columbus, Ohio to the fullest so right away I'm inclined to side with him. Even if he didn't rep the O, I'd be pulling for him... dude is seriously a beast on the mic. I've repeatedly seen the homie slaughter incredible emcees with (seemingly) minimal effort. So basically, Copy serving this kid seems a little...unnecessary to me. Almost unfair...

Unfair maybe...but still funny. Especially when Asher tries to retaliate. Mos definitely worth watching this drama unfold.

Words from Copy...


Diss #1:

“You’ve got to be able to spit and come with original shit, not some paved master plan, but then again the first CD you bought was Dave Matthews band.”

Asher's Response:

Pretty weak.

And...the inevitable follow-up by Copywrite:

The video is wack...but he gets his point across. Waiting on Asher's response.

IDM Kid

IDM stands for Intelligent Dance Music... I've always found this term elitist and annoying but this is neither... It's just dope.

Crate Digging...Don't Do it!

Record Collecting seems to be a theme I return to quite often. I've always been fascinated by the odd, obsessive culture surrounding it as much as the records themselves. Through the years I've definitely come to subscribe to the notion that digging isn't for everyone. Artist Stefan Glerum and his series "Crate Digging...Don't Do It" brilliantly illustrate the pitfalls awaiting anyone contemplating this all-consuming hobby...

"When the Emcees Came..."

With everybody arguing over who the best rapper alive is I'm steady perplexed why no one is mentioning The GZA. While I'm not necessarily proclaiming him the best mc of all time he did drop what I consider the best hip-hop album ever made..."Liquid Swords". If you've never heard this masterpiece of 90's hip-hop do yourself a favor and cop that shit on the pronto...you won't be disappointed. Unlike most hip-hop albums "Liquid Swords" is not only well executed, but possesses a cohesiveness rare to the genre. There honestly isn't one throw away track in the bunch. Even the skits (usually a source of great annoyance in rap albums) add to the theme rather than detract. The good folks over at Wax Poetics Magazine recently sat down with the GZA and chopped it up about this incredible album...peep it right here.

Shaheen Jafargholi

Apparently Shaheen was a finalist on "Brittan's Got Talent"...never heard of him until the Michael Jackson tribute last night. This kid is only 12 years old and absolutely killed it. Here's him singing "Who's Loving You" the Smoky Robinson song made famous by a young Michael Jackson.



And MJ's take on the song...

Michael Jackson

Just finished watching VH1's Michael Jackson tribute and I can't front...I shed some tears. I always found the reaction people had to the death of Elvis or John Lennon borderline ridiculous. Crying over someone you didn't personally know always seemed to me more about getting attention for how sensitive or emphatic one was than any genuine emotion.

Like many times before...I was totally fucking wrong.

As a kid I had Michael Jackson EVERYTHING...record player, dolls, trading cards, albums, videos, etc. (even rocked the red jacket and one white glove jacked from my moms closet) but it was more than that... Michael was the first artist that I wasn't exposed to through my parents. I loved MJ so much because i really felt a sense of ownership. The whole experience from music to marketing to merchandise was tailor-made for my generation in a way that has never been matched. So fuck it...I cried. Just like all the people I made fun of for crying over Kurt Cobain or Shannon Hoon did. As corny as it sounds I almost physically felt a piece of my childhood die...and it's pretty damn depressing.

Anyway...Here's some dope mixes...I'll link to more as they inevitably pop up:

Smooth Criminal On Beat Breaks

The King Of What's Poppin'

The Soulful Years

The Man In The Mirror