Song of the day 10/21/10

Dog’s gonna getcha By Tim Dog
There is no argument to be made. This is the hardest/funniest song ever made. I don’t care what you think, this is fact. Never has a song bought forth such mixed emotions. Tim Dog screams like a crazed murderer over a driving beat , but at the same time, I’m not 100% sure this song is for real.
whatever the case, bow down to the gawd, Tim Dog.

On a side note, this old friend of mine copied the pose from the picture above for his student ID in high school. To this day I’m still jealous I didn’t think of that first.

You got dumped cause you suck.

This is not a gossip blog…but , sometimes, it may seem like it. Like…nowish.
I recently read this post on the gossip blog D-listed
It’s basically about how America’s purest vagina, Taylor Swift , did a song with America’s filthiest penis , John Mayer, and they MAY have hooked up. That alleged hook up led to a new song by Swift (titled “Dear John”) where she basically calls out some older guy for dogging her out.
Ok. I’ve never heard this song or any of her songs for that matter. All I know about her is what I read on websites like D-listed. So, what I know is that she’s the sweetest sweetie this side of the Mason-Dixon line yet she’s always having issues with men who do her wrong. These two things do not exactly work together in my mind. Sure, men are fucked up and will often bulldoze through women regardless of how nice the girl is. That is a pretty strong male trait. Especially famous men who have endless vaginas around them at all times. But, there’s this thing that the media does with “sweethearts” that doesn’t sit right with me. Perhaps, not every woman in the spotlight who gets fucked over by some asshole is Sandra Bullock. PERHAPS, Some of them are probably just extremely annoying , self absorbed assholes who got dissed cause they were insufferable. Now, I don’t know any of these people persoanlly. In fact, I don’t have a leg to stand on with this opinion , in terms of the actual people I’m talking about. But, I have met actresses and musicians and, for the most part, they’re all fucking self obsessed assholes. People I wouldn’t wanna date let alone have sex with for a third time. Not to mention, the people I’ve met like this aren’t even famous! Imagine that mind set but with the added sense of superiority and importance? How truly horrific that person could be is unfathomable to me.
Whenever a famous woman (let’s say ladies like Jennifer Aniston, Jessica Simpson or Halle Berry) gets repeatedly dumped over the course of a few years, one has to wonder what the issue REALLY is. Sure, the media paints them as victims (while they very well may be) but I don’t know if I’m fully buying that.
Any girl I’ve ever cut ties with was for a reason. Even if it was a “It’s not you, it’s me” situation, rest assured, it was still mostly them. So, with this in mind, when people are the dump-ed over and over again, it’s a little telling.

There are two lines of thought that come into this.
#1These girls just date terrible men.
#2These girls are intolerable and get dumped because of it.

#1, to me, is only half true. I know plenty of girls with terrible radar when it comes to men. They only like the worst possible dudes and you can’t tell them anything. These girls are generally doormats to whatever asshole they choose. The thing about this, when used as an excuse for the above mentioned types of gals, is that scum bags don’t generally dump girls. Any scum bag worth his weight in scum will never break up with a girl. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Scum bags tend to stick around as long as you will let them. The only way they go away is when the girl finally either realizes the truth or is pulled away by her friends and family in some sort of relationship intervention. So, yes, it’s very possible Taylor Swift, Jennifer Aniston, Jessica Simpson and Halle Berry all have bad taste in men. Maybe their dads didn’t love them…who knows? But that still doesn’t explain why they all keep getting kicked to the curb so frequently. This leads me to #2.
They suck.
No more. No less.
I think the idea of any dude dumping Halle Berry blows most peoples minds. She’s widely considered one of the hottest women alive and rich. What could possibly make anyone want to give that up? Maybe she never shuts up about herself and her minimal problems? Maybe she’s incredibly dull? Maybe she has chronic shit breath and speaks only in “Austin Powers” quotes? For all we know, she’s hyper jealous and nags constantly. All these things can be enough to drive men away. Does it make these ladies terrible people? Not really. but it also doesn’t make them innocent. Just cause you get dumped doesn’t aways mean you were wronged. Even murder can be done in self defense.
I’ve been on both sides of a dumping. In all cases, it was someone’s fault. As much as people wanna explain their reasoning to each other, when it comes down to it, one person wanted out and got the fuck outta dodge. It doesn’t matter if this is two 14 year olds who shared their first kiss or the two most famous people in the world. Now, if you’ve been dumped once or twice over a lifetime, shit happens. Not all relationships work out and most of them do eventually end. However, if you’re constantly on the receiving end of “we need to talk…” kinda convo’s where you feel blind sided , guess what? You suck.

RIP Eyedea

I met Eyedea about 10 years ago. At the time he was Slug’s hype man in Atmosphere and they were both in town for the Rock Steady Anniversary. This was after he had made a name for himself by winning Scribble Jam , but before he had started putting out albums with DJ Abilities and had won the Blaze battle. This was also around the time the idea for “The Orphanage” was birthed. This was to be a super group of underground heads consisting of Aesop, Slug, Eyedea, Illogic and Blueprint. While this project never got off the ground (aside from a small handful of songs that were recorded in Minneapolis over the span of two days) , it did create friendships that bonded everyone.
I can’t lie, that was the last time I saw Eyedea. For a few days, we (The orphanage, Can Ox, Atoms Family) hung out in NYC and just fucked around. It was then that we recorded “Miss By a Mile” , that was later released on “It came from beyond pt. 2”.

I remember being really taken back by how on point Eyedea was. He was much younger than all of us but yet was like a well oiled machine when it came to recording. That kind of skill and exactness is rare to see, especially back then in the days of lyrical miracle rappers who never rhymed the same verse the same way.
We actually recorded a few songs that weekend. One was an alternate version of “Bent Life” (off of Labor Days) which featured Slug and Eyedea. I wish I knew where that was cause it would be really cool to hear again. I seriously have no memory of any part of it EXCEPT Eyedea’s verse. He destroyed that track and ,if memory serves, knocked it out in one (maybe 2) takes. Professional shit.
The third song we did was some truly embarrassing pre-emo emo shit that I think not a single person involved would ever like to see the light of day. Lucky for all parties, I had the only copy and I have no clue where it went. It’s probably buried at the bottom of some box of unmarked cd’s. This is a good thing.

Beyond all the music stuff, Eyedea was a good dude. He was friendly and had boundless energy. I really enjoyed watching him mature as an artist and admired his drive and love of what he did. I wish I had gotten to see him more over the years , if not just to shoot the shit and see, first hand, how he had grown up. My deepest condolences go out to his family and close friends.

Here’s a link to a facebook page that you can donate money to , to help pay for his funeral services.
RIP Eyedea

Song of the day 10/17/10

Tattles Tale By Horror City
Prince Paul recently gave way an album by a group he produced in the mid 90’s called “Horror City”. The rapping is pretty good but it’s really the production that carries the song, as well as the entire album.
When I heard of this (re)release, the name “Horror City” , rang a bell. I walked over to my dusty ass cassette collection and realized I , in fact, had been given an old copy of a demo they made by Maseo of De La Soul. This may sound like some bragging type shit but, truth be told, it wasn’t like that at all. What happened was , I was walking down St. Marks street around 95. I saw this huge van with all sorts of graffiti covering it. I noticed a small group of people crowding around it so I decided to check what all the big deal was about. I walked up to the window and there was Maseo with a box of cassettes. It was full of a 5 track demos by Horror City. He announced to the crowd this was his new project (I think he actually made a good deal of the beats on the original demo) and that it was coming out soon. I felt pretty fucking cool walking home with this super rare demo tape. I got home , popped it in my tape deck and was pretty underwhelmed. Still, it had it’s moments and if I was a little less lazy, I’d covert it to MP3’s for you guys. But, alas, I am that lazy. Sorry!
The full length album Paul gave out is actually much better, so just download that instead. Anyway, This is my favorite song from it.

New rap rule: Be better than Bieber

For a while I was a long time supporter of the idea that no person under the age of 25 should rap anymore. I was riding high on this until I heard the Odd Future camp and pretty much had no more case to make about anything.
Yesterday, I saw a link to something that blew my mind.
Yes, it’s your boy Yung Biebz rapping. Equipped with the swag and hand jive of real life rappers, J.B. flexes his lyrical miracles all over the place. Here’s something slightly different and more sugar-coated:

Now, here’s the issue. Yes, it’s infuriating that Justin Bieber Raps. Of course. But , you know what? It’s even more infuriating that he’s not completely terrible. He was perfectly adequate. His flow was alright. His lyrics were no worse than most of the crap the kids bump these days. It’s was just…fine. Which leads me to the fact that ANYBODY can rap. There was a time when you needed some sort of pass to even be allowed on the mike but those times are long gone. And , beyond that, being a “capable” rapper is fairly easy. Just subtly copy what ever’s popular now and stay on beat. If Bieber can so it, so can you. Lets not forget, Bieber is a white trash Canadian child. No one should rap less than him…and yet…he does.
It’s not just lil’ B(ieber).
Peep Rev Run’s brat ass son:

I can’t front. When I first saw this , I was impressed. Mostly cause , at age 11 (or whatever) , he had already surpassed his older brother , JoJo, as a rapper. The beauty of this is that JoJo spent a good deal of a few seasons of “Run’s house” focusing on his shitty rap group and trying to get signed. To anyone with a discerning ear, it was obvious that JoJo lacked all the basic components of rapping. His flow was off , he had a serious case of white boy voice, and lyrically, he was as big a piece of shit as he was personally. Diggy Simmons, however, can kinda rap. That must burn JoJo’s soul.

So, my point is, now that it’s clear that pretty much anyone can rap (except JoJo Simmons, who cannot rap at all), at what point will we begin to bring in some quality control? Now seems like the perfect time. The bar has been set. Bieber can rap. So, from now on, you must be at least twice as good as Bieber if you want to be a rapper. Deal? Deal.
Is there some sort of lawmaker I can contact to get the ball rolling on this? perhaps put it in the Constitution? Let a dude know. Holler!

(special thanks to Apex from Dujeous for linking me to the original video. Woo-hoo!)