Sunday, May 31, 2009
toy story
if there is one thing that anyone really truly needs to know that describes me fully, is my love for toy story. so this post has basically gotten me into a frenzy. unfortunately i have to wait a whole miserable year for it. but it will be worth it.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Pharoahe Monch
I am seriously bugging out right now that I can't find the unreleased album Innervisions by Pharoahe Monch. I have had it every year of my life, from easy simple downloading methods like limewire and shit, and now, when downloading music has reached its most complex, but expansive, I can't find the goddamn album. I was just thinking of Monch and decided I wanted to listen to him, and lo and behold, I have his other two albums but can't find his best one on my damn computer. Extremely frustrated right now.
Styles P & Pharoahe Monch - My Life
at least this video can tide me over. not the original monch song, but styles p commits manslaughter on this beat.
L.A.S.E.R.S.
As posted by Lupe on his own blog, this is his manifesto for his upcoming album L.A.S.E.R.S. which has been said it will be released in June, but there is no confirmation pretty much anywhere. Either way, this is exactly the reason why he is my all time favorite rapper. He shares my exact views on just about everything.
THE L.A.S.E.R.S. MANIFESTO
To Every Man, Woman & Child...
1. We Want An End To The Glamorization Of Negativity In The Media.
2. We Want An End To Status Symbols Dictating Our Worth As Individuals.
3. We Want A Meaningful And Universal Education System.
4. We Want Substance In The Place Of Popularity.
5. We Will Not Compromise Who We Are To Be Accepted By The Crowd.
6. We Want The Invisible Walls That Separate By Wealth, Race & Class To Be Torn Down.
7. We Want To Think Our Own Thoughts.
8. We Will Be Responsible For Our Environment.
9. We Want Clarity & Truth From Our Elected Officials Or They Should Move Aside.
10. We Want Love Not Lies.
11. We Want An End To All Wars. Foreign & Domestic (Violence).
12. We Want An End To The Processed Culture Of Exploitation, Over-Consumption & Waste.
13. We Want Knowledge, Understanding & Peace.
14. WE WILL NOT LOSE BECAUSE WE ARE NOT LOSERS, WE ARE LASERS!!!
Lasers are the opposite of losers. Lasers are shining beams of light that burn through the darkness of ignorance. Lasers shed light on injustice and inequality. Losers stand by and let things happen. Lasers act and shape their own destinies. Lasers find meaning and direction in the mysteries all around them. Lasers stand for love and compassion. Lasers stand for peace. Lasers stand for progression. Lasers are revolutionary.
Lasers Are The Future.
We're Not Losers...We Are L.A.S.E.R.S.!!!
Love Always Shines Every-time Remember 2 Smile!
THE L.A.S.E.R.S. MANIFESTO
To Every Man, Woman & Child...
1. We Want An End To The Glamorization Of Negativity In The Media.
2. We Want An End To Status Symbols Dictating Our Worth As Individuals.
3. We Want A Meaningful And Universal Education System.
4. We Want Substance In The Place Of Popularity.
5. We Will Not Compromise Who We Are To Be Accepted By The Crowd.
6. We Want The Invisible Walls That Separate By Wealth, Race & Class To Be Torn Down.
7. We Want To Think Our Own Thoughts.
8. We Will Be Responsible For Our Environment.
9. We Want Clarity & Truth From Our Elected Officials Or They Should Move Aside.
10. We Want Love Not Lies.
11. We Want An End To All Wars. Foreign & Domestic (Violence).
12. We Want An End To The Processed Culture Of Exploitation, Over-Consumption & Waste.
13. We Want Knowledge, Understanding & Peace.
14. WE WILL NOT LOSE BECAUSE WE ARE NOT LOSERS, WE ARE LASERS!!!
Lasers are the opposite of losers. Lasers are shining beams of light that burn through the darkness of ignorance. Lasers shed light on injustice and inequality. Losers stand by and let things happen. Lasers act and shape their own destinies. Lasers find meaning and direction in the mysteries all around them. Lasers stand for love and compassion. Lasers stand for peace. Lasers stand for progression. Lasers are revolutionary.
Lasers Are The Future.
We're Not Losers...We Are L.A.S.E.R.S.!!!
Love Always Shines Every-time Remember 2 Smile!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
dylon, dylon, dylon dylon dylon, cus i spit hot fire
ok so actually i decided to compile a list of my favorite mc's right now. this is not a favorite of all time, nor is it a greatest of all time. just a currently listening/current favorites.
in order:
1. kid cudi
2. curren$y
3. consequence
4. Fabolous
5. lil wayne
6. lupe fiasco (you had to know that will be there no matter what)
7. blu
8. big sean
9. wale
10. method man and redman (the complete puzzle is much better then the individual pieces)
honorable mentions:
drake
young chris
chip tha ripper
zion i
clipse
this was actually just an excuse to put up a picture of kid cudi, but ya know, maybe some peole give a shit about my pretentious rankings.
in order:
1. kid cudi
2. curren$y
3. consequence
4. Fabolous
5. lil wayne
6. lupe fiasco (you had to know that will be there no matter what)
7. blu
8. big sean
9. wale
10. method man and redman (the complete puzzle is much better then the individual pieces)
honorable mentions:
drake
young chris
chip tha ripper
zion i
clipse
this was actually just an excuse to put up a picture of kid cudi, but ya know, maybe some peole give a shit about my pretentious rankings.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
late night, i can't sleep post
It's been awhile, what with the frequent use of intoxicants since i moved out here, but tonight I just can't, for the life of me, get to sleep. There is just too much shit running through my mind. It doesn't help that I'm extremely excited for the barca, man u game, and for my tryout for some local soccer club, and even at the possibility of getting a job in the near future. (crossing fingers) With all that being said though, it's other things on my mind that is really getting to me, as is the case.
I can honestly say, that out of the many people I know in this world, I pride myself in being one of the most easy-going, unworriable, un pissoffable, laid back people I can think of. It would take someone a pretty strong effort to get me out of my comfort zone, let alone flustered, let alone mad, let alone upset.
However, there is one thing, that no matter how many times I hear it, no matter how many times or in whatever variation it is manifested, that just seriously bothers the hell out of me. Now I gotta be honest, that before a certain event in my life, I was pretty oblivious to it, and maybe even said it from time to time myself. But after certain events, you just learn that some things aren't acceptable.
The one thing, the one statement, and maybe the only statement, that could be uttered around me that would throw me off like this, would be, when things aren't going someone's way, they offhandedly remark that they want to kill themselves. or they won't to be dead, or they want someone to kill them as a favor, or any variation thereof. Now don't get me wrong, I am not ignorant, nor am I stupid, nor am I oversensitive. I understand that when people say they want to die, or be killed or kill themself it is not an actual statement of suicidal intentions, it is merely a statement that they are in some kind of unfavorable situation where they would rather not be in. I get it.
But what I don't understand, is that, at what point in our short, blip of existence here in this universe, did saying these kind of things become so detached. So impassive. So apathetic. At what point did joking about death become so unconcerning?
Whether you believe in God, Allah, Buddha, Zeus or Apollo or nothing at all, it is a moot point, no matter what you believe in, shouldn't life be held in the highest regard? When you think about it, and really really really think about it, our existence on this earth, in this solar system, in this galaxy, in this universe, is like a grain of sand, to a grain of sand to a grain of sand. We are microscopic, and that is being generous. Our existence is not even noticed in the grand scheme of things. I am not saying these things to scare people, or even to say how bleek life is. On the contrary in fact. My argument is that because our lives our so absolutely tiny and short, we should not be joking about them as if they are a waste product, or a used apple core. We have one life to live, and it is shorter then a motherfucker. For a reference to just how tiny we really are, follow this link to get a pretty solid idea of what we compare to.
http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/2706/spaceb.jpg (thanks jordan's gmail status a few weeks back for this one.)
The saddest thing about our puny existence, is that people don't even acknowledge it at all. If you believe in God's creation story, or the big bang, or whatever the hell you believe in, what it all boils down to, is that our existence at all is a huge fucking miracle. I apologize to anyone who is offended by cursing, but I only do this to emphasis just how big of a deal this is. We are lucky. I mean seriously lucky. And yet people go about their daily lives, in their luxury sedans, to their moderately paying, bullshit boring, probably thankless jobs every day, in their empty shell of an existence. And to top that off, they haphazardly throw around comments about death as if their life, or someone else's life, was just another balled up piece of paper, waiting to get tossed into the trash can by a well placed fadeaway while shouting "Kobe!" It makes me sick to my stomach, and unable to sleep at night. Literally, i mean its 2:39 right now as i type this.
What bums me out about it, is that it takes a life altering event for a few 'lucky' people to be waken up out of this pathetic existence. I put 'lucky' in quotations because for my life altering event, it was a very large sacrifice, that I would more then willing change if I had the power to go back.
As most people who are reading this are probably aware, a year ago last January, Pella, and the world received a tragic loss when Taylor Ryan Brummel (TRB as he was affectionately known to me) took his own life. For me, death for any person, of any age, is an absolute tragedy. It is heartbreaking, and something I can never, and hope I will never be able to get over. Animal, or human. But when a life is unexpectedly cut short, by their own hands no less, it is the worst kind of tragedy a human can endure. I was absolutely crushed when I found out the news, and to be honest, still am. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about Taylor, and I hope there never is. I will miss him forever.
But the reason I write this, is not so people will show me sympathy, or feel bad for such a gigantic loss. In fact it is quite the opposite. The reason I write this is for people to wake the fuck up. If you have not experienced a death in your family, or circle of friends, then you would not know what I am talking about, and count your blessings. But that is all the more reason for you to read this.
Without death, we can not understand, value, or truly cherish life. It is sad, but true. People carry on meaningless monotonous lives, when never faced with the reality of their mortality. Only until something truly significant, such as a death, can they understand their situation, and be woken up.
Originally this post was only going to be a small chat about how I don't like it that people say such horrible things about death and suicide in vain. It still is. One can never know what someone around you has had to experience when you say such awful things. Suicide or death jokes have never been funny. Nor will they ever. So try and keep that in mind the next time you have to settle for a C+ on your fifteen point accounting quiz, and you're about to say something about how your life is over, and you just want someone to blow your brains out. Fucking deal with it.
The secondary function of this post, as it has somewhat evolved from my original intentions, is that life is fucking tiny, and short, and practically microscopic. But that is all the more reason why we have to treat every single day, of every single life, like it is the only one. With the utmost care, and value, and worth. Because we only get one, and its pretty damn short.
I can honestly say, that out of the many people I know in this world, I pride myself in being one of the most easy-going, unworriable, un pissoffable, laid back people I can think of. It would take someone a pretty strong effort to get me out of my comfort zone, let alone flustered, let alone mad, let alone upset.
However, there is one thing, that no matter how many times I hear it, no matter how many times or in whatever variation it is manifested, that just seriously bothers the hell out of me. Now I gotta be honest, that before a certain event in my life, I was pretty oblivious to it, and maybe even said it from time to time myself. But after certain events, you just learn that some things aren't acceptable.
The one thing, the one statement, and maybe the only statement, that could be uttered around me that would throw me off like this, would be, when things aren't going someone's way, they offhandedly remark that they want to kill themselves. or they won't to be dead, or they want someone to kill them as a favor, or any variation thereof. Now don't get me wrong, I am not ignorant, nor am I stupid, nor am I oversensitive. I understand that when people say they want to die, or be killed or kill themself it is not an actual statement of suicidal intentions, it is merely a statement that they are in some kind of unfavorable situation where they would rather not be in. I get it.
But what I don't understand, is that, at what point in our short, blip of existence here in this universe, did saying these kind of things become so detached. So impassive. So apathetic. At what point did joking about death become so unconcerning?
Whether you believe in God, Allah, Buddha, Zeus or Apollo or nothing at all, it is a moot point, no matter what you believe in, shouldn't life be held in the highest regard? When you think about it, and really really really think about it, our existence on this earth, in this solar system, in this galaxy, in this universe, is like a grain of sand, to a grain of sand to a grain of sand. We are microscopic, and that is being generous. Our existence is not even noticed in the grand scheme of things. I am not saying these things to scare people, or even to say how bleek life is. On the contrary in fact. My argument is that because our lives our so absolutely tiny and short, we should not be joking about them as if they are a waste product, or a used apple core. We have one life to live, and it is shorter then a motherfucker. For a reference to just how tiny we really are, follow this link to get a pretty solid idea of what we compare to.
http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/2706/spaceb.jpg (thanks jordan's gmail status a few weeks back for this one.)
The saddest thing about our puny existence, is that people don't even acknowledge it at all. If you believe in God's creation story, or the big bang, or whatever the hell you believe in, what it all boils down to, is that our existence at all is a huge fucking miracle. I apologize to anyone who is offended by cursing, but I only do this to emphasis just how big of a deal this is. We are lucky. I mean seriously lucky. And yet people go about their daily lives, in their luxury sedans, to their moderately paying, bullshit boring, probably thankless jobs every day, in their empty shell of an existence. And to top that off, they haphazardly throw around comments about death as if their life, or someone else's life, was just another balled up piece of paper, waiting to get tossed into the trash can by a well placed fadeaway while shouting "Kobe!" It makes me sick to my stomach, and unable to sleep at night. Literally, i mean its 2:39 right now as i type this.
What bums me out about it, is that it takes a life altering event for a few 'lucky' people to be waken up out of this pathetic existence. I put 'lucky' in quotations because for my life altering event, it was a very large sacrifice, that I would more then willing change if I had the power to go back.
As most people who are reading this are probably aware, a year ago last January, Pella, and the world received a tragic loss when Taylor Ryan Brummel (TRB as he was affectionately known to me) took his own life. For me, death for any person, of any age, is an absolute tragedy. It is heartbreaking, and something I can never, and hope I will never be able to get over. Animal, or human. But when a life is unexpectedly cut short, by their own hands no less, it is the worst kind of tragedy a human can endure. I was absolutely crushed when I found out the news, and to be honest, still am. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about Taylor, and I hope there never is. I will miss him forever.
But the reason I write this, is not so people will show me sympathy, or feel bad for such a gigantic loss. In fact it is quite the opposite. The reason I write this is for people to wake the fuck up. If you have not experienced a death in your family, or circle of friends, then you would not know what I am talking about, and count your blessings. But that is all the more reason for you to read this.
Without death, we can not understand, value, or truly cherish life. It is sad, but true. People carry on meaningless monotonous lives, when never faced with the reality of their mortality. Only until something truly significant, such as a death, can they understand their situation, and be woken up.
Originally this post was only going to be a small chat about how I don't like it that people say such horrible things about death and suicide in vain. It still is. One can never know what someone around you has had to experience when you say such awful things. Suicide or death jokes have never been funny. Nor will they ever. So try and keep that in mind the next time you have to settle for a C+ on your fifteen point accounting quiz, and you're about to say something about how your life is over, and you just want someone to blow your brains out. Fucking deal with it.
The secondary function of this post, as it has somewhat evolved from my original intentions, is that life is fucking tiny, and short, and practically microscopic. But that is all the more reason why we have to treat every single day, of every single life, like it is the only one. With the utmost care, and value, and worth. Because we only get one, and its pretty damn short.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
p.s.
i also got a tryout for a soccer team after drunkenly hanging out on the porch with my friend mook, watching the lightning storm and talking about the former glory years of high school soccer, when one of the neighbor's boyfriends walked by and overheard. he picked up my number and called tonight, to play for a game tomorrow night. i can only assume they suck, but either way i haven't balled forever and cant wait to try my soccer legs back on. thank god i've been running at least once a day.
the best day of the year
is tomorrow. And obviously it's not my birthday, its the championship game of the uefa champions league. it is definitely considered one of the most prestigious awards in all of football, and its even more awesome because my all time favorite team, FC Barcelona, is playing another top 5 in Manchester United. While barca do have quite a few injuries, as well as suspensions, this match promises to be one of the greatest matches my 24 year old eyes will witness. Barca make playing football look like an art. Their effortless one touch passing spans the entire pitch in seconds, making it seem effortless. With some of the greatest footballers in the world (Iniesta, Henry) and some of the greatest upcoming (Messi, Eto'o) they are just a sheer joy to watch. Man U are no slouches either, definitely leaning more towards the gracefull side of football compared to most English Premiere leaguers. They are definitely way more physical then Barca, but it should probably bring tears of joy to my eyes, from both sides. I can only hope that Barca will take the cake, but either result will satisfy, I'm just waiting for some glorious football.
G.O.O.D. show
Turns out the risky move to go to baltimore on my own to see wale and big sean paid off. The trip there was another story. Scooter's gps decided to take me through the sheistest parts of town first, where, even living in Philly, I was pretty on edge when the light turned red. The venue was not much different. I had to park underneath a bridge, where I could only assume the show The Wire was based off of. Either way, I was pretty much the only white guy in line waiting for doors to open, for at least an hour. Thank god neither Big Sean nor Wale rap about hood shit, cus all in all, most of the dudes that were there were about looking cool rather then selling drugs and killing whities. As the night progressed openers came and went. The first guy was pretty decent, but nothing exciting. The second act was two of the fattest, most hood bitches I have ever seen, just screaming into the mics, words that would sometimes rhyme every once in awhile. After hearing way too much, I relinqished my extremely nice spot in about the fourth or fifth row to climb a tree, and actually, to get away from the carnage that was these girls rap careers. Upon entering I grabbed a beer and hung out in the back, trying to learn how to not hear things, when another dude next to me made a very audible sigh of disgust. He seemed to be reaching out for another sympahetic ear, so breaking the ice I said "trying to sit this one out huh?" and his response was "yea, way out." After enjoying a few more biting insults about Salt n Pepa meeting The East Side Boys, I parted ways with my beer and buddy, and plodded my way through the crowd to find a good spot for Big Sean.
Unfortunately it was a decent wait for him to come out, and even longer wait for his dipshit dj to figure out his music, ultimately settling for a macbook hooked up to the speakers. The wait was well worth it tho, he ripped the shit out of that show. He played pretty much every jam that i love by him including, but not limited to "getcha some" "million dollars" and the show stopping "desire want and need". His theme of becoming finally famous after grinding hard his whole life rang very true, as his flow only went harder, and his energy only increasing with every song. Seeing him with his G.O.O.D. music jesus chain, his air yeezys on, and a camo fitted cap, I definitely felt like nothing I could ever wear would look as cool as him. Ever.
Wale came out after and tore the roof for almost 2 hours, as to be expected. He's from DC so baltimore is practically part of his neighborhood. People love him in the delaware, maryland, virginia (DMV) area. He ran through the classics, as well as new joints, and tons of shit that I haven't heard before, but apparently aren't new, as every person in the damn crowd wearing a nationals fitted hat was spittin too. He had Young Chris come out to rip a couple verses, and the show ended with the band playing Nike Boots while he signed girls titties, dudes hats and shoes, and Big Sean freestyled over the beat. Wale is by far the most lyrically gifted mc in the new batch of "new school" and his swagger (most overused word in 2008-09) definitely matched it. He knew that he was a star, and knows that his star is only gonna get brighter, which shit, i can't fault the guy, he's awesome. But there was something about Big Sean that totally floored me. He was by far the coolest guy I think i've ever seen. He had it all. The swagger (dumb word) the style, and to top it off he actually gave a shit about what he was doing, and who he was reaching. While Wale was ripping through the end part of his set, he came out and stood on the side to watch him perform. I happened to be standing right at the stage where he was. He came out, and almost immediately complimented me on my 10 Deep fitted hat that i was rocking, and offered to sign it.
I passed, but shared a few words with him, and ended the brief but memorable exchange with a strategic handshake, and both continued watching Wale rip.
The show didnt end until about 2, and i didn't get home until about 3:45, but it was definitely one of the best birthdays I've had in my 24 years, top 3 at least. Thanks Big Sean, your definitely in my top 5 right now.
Monday, May 25, 2009
24
My age, not the shitty anti-terrorist, torture condoning tv show with Jack Bauer. Honestly I couldn't care less. But at least I get to go to this tonight after I cook out with my boys Scooter, Mook and Cri Cri.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
they be shootin, i be rappin
Miracously following the Jake One Beats jam. Thank you for my favorite playlist entitled "z illy". Might just vibe on tunes all night tonight. Kick it to the nuggets blasting on the lakers.
you aint fuckin with them jake one beats
one of the illest tracks ive heard in a long time. this guy is gonna be on blast at least once an hour for the next 7 days. Absolutely brillance. Enjoy the experience that is: Jake One Beats
Friday, May 22, 2009
sorry i'm late
nicked this little number from kanye's site. just a fun video. reminds me of the lego stop action movies i used to make with brandon. they looked pretty shitty, but come one, whats not to love about stop action lego battles. epic in nature. kinda makes me wish i had the kind of dedication to something like that as i used to. cus i definitely have the time to pull it off.
apologies
I got none. I say what I say and I mean what I mean. If you wanna go and tell her what I said, be my guest, she knows how I feel. With that being said, I would like to say that drinking and blogging aren't the greatest of bed partners. Looking back on my post from last night, I am almost embarrassed for myself, but not quite. I pretty much said everything I wanted to say about how awesome that movie was, just without the dignification I usually use. See, I even make up words when I'm sober, I'm that good. Anyways, minus the drunken rambling this time, the movie definitely exceeded my earlier expectations. I had only seen it once in the movie theaters, so last night was kind of like watching it for the first time all over again. Shia has been my boy seen Even Stevens, John Torturro has been my boy since I can't even remember, and lets be real, Tyrese has been my dude since 6th grade. Combine those with Megan Fox's killer curves and seamless CGI effects of transforming, fighting robots, you pretty much have the equation to my heart. Shouts to Michael Bay, Transformers 2 lets get it in.
fuckin transformers
dear hollywood,
can you please step it up with the slow motion action sequences. after a very, VERY favorable (drunk) re watching of the first transformers, i gotta say i underestimated it waaaaay too much. and i actually really really liked it. i really cant name many things that are cooler then dope ass vehicles (including jets, semis, camaros, tanks and helicopters) turning into fighting robots. the greater beauty of these sequenci is the fact that they are doing all of this in slow motion. i gotta say, slow motion is the drunk goggles of our time. everything, and i mean everything looks better when in slow motion. shout out to dave chappelle for this theory. but seriously, this movie was dope as hell, and it almost makes me sad that i threw out that awesome poster that my bitch of an ex girlfriend gave me for valentines day last year, almost. all shots aside though, this second transformers looks even sicker, as you can tell by my earlier postage. people talk mad shit on michael bay, but i gotta tell ya, with the combination of bad boys II, and the first transformers, the second one is looking all the more enticing. devastator is looking ruthless as always, and optimus is my boy. megan fox, feel free to holla back.
love, Tyler.
can you please step it up with the slow motion action sequences. after a very, VERY favorable (drunk) re watching of the first transformers, i gotta say i underestimated it waaaaay too much. and i actually really really liked it. i really cant name many things that are cooler then dope ass vehicles (including jets, semis, camaros, tanks and helicopters) turning into fighting robots. the greater beauty of these sequenci is the fact that they are doing all of this in slow motion. i gotta say, slow motion is the drunk goggles of our time. everything, and i mean everything looks better when in slow motion. shout out to dave chappelle for this theory. but seriously, this movie was dope as hell, and it almost makes me sad that i threw out that awesome poster that my bitch of an ex girlfriend gave me for valentines day last year, almost. all shots aside though, this second transformers looks even sicker, as you can tell by my earlier postage. people talk mad shit on michael bay, but i gotta tell ya, with the combination of bad boys II, and the first transformers, the second one is looking all the more enticing. devastator is looking ruthless as always, and optimus is my boy. megan fox, feel free to holla back.
love, Tyler.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Wale
Just one I had finally given up on Wale's mixtape "Back to the Feature" to come (its over 3 weeks late) I somehow stumbled on this beautiful piece of existence "The This is Hip Hop Presents Wale The Collection 08" It is apparently a collection of many unreleased or leaked mixtape tracks. Things to look forward on this jawn are several beats from one of the greatest producers alive 9th wonder and another track from a different one of the greatest producers alive DJ Premiere, a few joints with Philly native Young Chris, a hip hop cypher with Young Chris, Freeway and Beanie Sigel, a back and forth cut with Rhymefest, and one of the sickest verses I've ever heard, and definitely the sickest Brother Ali verses ever. And that's only the first half of the album. This is simply one of the greatests mixtapes I have ever been privileged enough to bless my ears with. Yea its that good. Without further ado.
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=M7BAZ0AK
Monday, May 18, 2009
sky might fall
this has been out for quite awhile actually, but for some reason i was really fiendin for it the other night, after seeing trailers for the new transformers movie at my second star trek viewing. apparently kid cudi did this on his own, and then the people involved with transformers asked if they could make it an official trailer. thats pretty damn balling if you ask me. either way, good song for a sweet preview. enjoy.
philly
went to a bar saturday night on the river where the bouncers actually patted us down. upon entering we witness absolute chaos as there were, in my estimate, at least 5,000 drunk people dancing and shit. we had open bar for a couple hours, which resulted in me barfing my pizza up on our front stairs. but not before leaving the bar and hearing what were thought to be, and later confirmed to be gunshots. in the whirlwind of cop cars pulling up, drunk people running out, and me trying to figure out which way was up, i realized, im not in kansas anymore.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Coming back to the tour, we got my favorite part of the room, the wall opposite of my bed, that i get to look at every night i go to bed and every morning i wake up. its got a dope lupe concert poster, a poster of lost in translation with my wife scarlett, a vicious pulp fiction poster, a biggie poster just lookin like a don, and my favorite the poster of the cult classic the warriors. below those you can see my jank ass desk setup with a tv, my computer where i do my bloggin/writin/rhymin/stalkin and my speakers.
Mixtape M(su)nday
Yea yea a little bit corny title but it is what is. Anyways, I've been thinking lately about how awesome 2009 is gonna be for hip hop fans. There is just too much to even mention but i still gotta try. As we've already seen, Eminem is even back in the game, which I originally wouldn't care about, but for some reason Relapse piqued my interest, and I actually downloaded and enjoyed it. Besides that, here is a breakdown of all the albums and artists that have me excited, and their all coming out this year.
Curren$y - "this aint no mixtape" this little gem actually already got released a month ago, and as promised, hot spitta killed it. Still listening to this ish every day.
Kid Cudi - "man on the moon" cudder is by far my favorite artist out right now. he kills every track he's on and is probably the most creative and individual rapper out there. he's like kanye west was in 2003, only better. im definitely buy this one when it comes out in august.
Wale - "attention: deficit" another new artist thats been killing tracks, wale from DC is a lyrical genius. he's got the english language mastered and just knows how to flow.
Lupe Fiasco - "not sure what its called yet" definitely one of the best rappers alive, lupe has been doing his thing for a minute, and this album will definitely not be an exception. any track he touches is gold. lupe is hip hop for people that dont like rap, he just makes good music, with a positive message and insane lyrical skill.
Consequence - "you win some you lose some" its the cons fool, gotta say, cons to the quence is probably the most underrated rapper in the game. hes got lyrics, hes got punchlines, and hes got the flow. i dont wanna be so bold to say hes as good as nas, but seriously, seriously close. besides cudi and lupe i gotta say cons' album is my most anticipated. i always got him on blast, and no one even knows about it. its a shame.
the game - "r.e.d. album" i love the game. i always have and always will. maybe a little too gangsta for me, but dude has new york skills. after lax i thought he was gonna retire, so hearing about this album coming out got me all hot and bothered.
method man and redman - "blackout! 2" the funk doctor and hot nicks killed another album with this leaked gem. this two make weed smoking music better then anyone i know. they are the funnniest duo, but still keep it hard. love em.
fabolous - "loso's way" fabo takes flyness to a whole new level. hes got the smoothest most laid back flow, and always delivers the punchlines. wish he got more credit for how dope he is, cus he's got the fire. brooklyn we go hard
drake - "thank me later" this canuck has just turned the internet on its head with how much he blew up in the last 6 months. dude can sing and rap. me and mattie been blasting his mixtapes like crazy lately.
rick ross - "deeper than rap" gotta say i never thought i would have much good things to say about boss, he's had shitty skills from the beginning, and the only thing keeping him in the game was his deep voice. this album definitely changed it for me. he goes hard on this album, and has stepped up his skills. im still not convinced he didnt get a ghost writer for this, cus its so good.
big sean - "finally famous" this dude is just fun. he's definitely not the best in the game and has work, but hes all about being fly, and wadaya know... so am i. i dig the dude. enough said.
jay z - "blueprint 3" gotta say, im pretty apprehensive about this album. american gangster was absolute shit, kingdom come was pretty good, but not jay z good, so im worried about the god mc. the only thing really keeping me up on this is the fact he named it blueprint 3. with a stamp like that if its not a 5 mics classic then im gonna be let down. dont leave me hanging hova.
dr dre - "detox" the doc is definitely back. theres been a few leaked tracks already out on the net where t.i. does the rapping as dre, leading most to believe he's doing the ghostwriting, like jay z did chronic 2001. hope t.i. and subsequently dr dre kill this. i need some west coast back in my life.
lil wayne - "carter IV" not to be mistaken with his shit rock album "rebirth" weezy already started recording for the fourth carter last october. the carter series have all been straight fire, and his mixtapes and almost daily leaks of new songs, weezy f baby, i can boldly and confidently say, is the best rapper alive. jay z fell of, and with that being said, lil wayne spits and works harder then anyone in the game. he is by far the most original rapper in the game, with a new style for every single verse. i cant say enough about how sick he is.
and with all that being said, that was the rapper round of albums im looking forward to this year. hope this was helpful to all you little hip hop cats. hope i didnt miss anything or anyone. someone holla back. what are yall looking forward to?
Friday, May 15, 2009
As you can see, this is the left wall when you walk in. Consists of a badass marvel universe poster, most of my favorite NY rappers including Method 'Hot Nickles' Man, Mos Def and Nas, and a sweet poster of one of my all time favorite movies The Blues Brothers. Also you can catch a tiny glimpse of my bed, where no magic happens. At least its not a futon mattress laying on the floor anymore, and its pretty damn comfy to boot. Nothing exciting, stay tuned.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Come on in you broke motha fuckas
Figured I'd give everyone a daily glance at the room where the genius resides. Maybe one shot per day for a week or some shit. First off the wall you first look at when you walk in. Window to the left where I can see half of a windowfull of Conshohocken skyline, other half blocked off by ugly house next door that i think I'm gonna tag soon. Also maybe kill their dogs.
You can see the Nerf hoop where I do a minute amount of balling. Most of that shit happens in the living room, where two handed windmill, reverse 360 and eastbay funk dunks are plentiful. Be expecting an alley oop at any time. Anyways, the other window only sees wall. Which is ugly. Big deal. Also posters of my all time favorite band, The Gorillaz. The big poster is at least 7 years old. Probably follow me the rest of my life if I have my way. Stay tuned for tomorrow's post, where I show you my bed, if you know what I'm saying.
You can see the Nerf hoop where I do a minute amount of balling. Most of that shit happens in the living room, where two handed windmill, reverse 360 and eastbay funk dunks are plentiful. Be expecting an alley oop at any time. Anyways, the other window only sees wall. Which is ugly. Big deal. Also posters of my all time favorite band, The Gorillaz. The big poster is at least 7 years old. Probably follow me the rest of my life if I have my way. Stay tuned for tomorrow's post, where I show you my bed, if you know what I'm saying.
Its gotta be the shoes
Me and my copilot Mattie have really been cranking out the NBA jams lately. Tonight we had an epic 4-2 championship series tonight playing as different teams each game. There was some intense games, including a triple overtime thriller where my teammate Aaron McKey actually made more of the clutch plays and took over the last 3 quarters of the game. Sorry Mathias, my ballin skills just haven't left me after all these years. Lets keep it going. Also I need to unlock the BIll Clinton code sometime soon. Or was that in the Tournament Edition?
Best things ever
Unrelated note, does anyone remember the Tomacco epiosde of the Simposons? That was an epic episode. I miss the good old days.
Some 90's ish
Found the entire X men cartoon dvd's that I gave my brother for christmas a few years back. Been rewatching the entire series, just done with Disc 1 tonight. Gambit was always my boy, and Rogue my second favorite so I could marry her when I was being Gambit. They would make the hottest/mostpowerful/coolest mutants ever. Who was your fave X men? Holla back at me.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
day n nite
"Day and Night" Kid Cudi, Wale, and UCB from L. S. Films on Vimeo.
Somehow forgot to blog this earlier, but last thursday night my mom and grandma came to visit me in the city of brotherly love. Sadly, about a week before they showed up, I dumbassedly set up a showdate with my friend Caleb that's living in Brooklyn to see Wale, Big Sean and Young Chris in a small nightclub there for only 10 flipping dollars. So naturally I had to cancel my date for the family, only to find out later that the show pretty much ripped the world apart, because not only were the performances amazing, but Wale, one of my current favorite rappers, invited my #1 current fave Kid Cudi onstage to do his single Day n Nite. Thanks mom.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
lost in translation
There is something about this movie that is extremely medicating for me. It has been that way since the first time I ever saw it. There is something about Sofia Coppola that just absolutely hits the spot. And its not just the "well she has a pretty face and nice boobs" kind of hits the spot. I love her movies. I love the plot of her movies, I love her characters, and I love the dialogue. But the thing I love absolutely more then anything else about her flicks is the way she sets the mood. To me the mood of a movie can make or break it. And the mood in Lost In Translation makes it. I mean it really fucking makes it. There is something about Bill Murray in his later years that impresses me more then anything else. Its his ability to be an amazingly hilarious man, but somehow project this aura of being a really really bummed out old guy. I don't know what it is, but whenever I am feeling bummed, or alienated, or lost, or confused or even just neutral, this movie puts me in the perfect state of mind. Hopefully people get this same sensation, because I don't think this post would really make sense to anyone that doesn't feel the same way. For those of you who do get this, you and I, we can be an another echelon of understanding. And the rest of you can go kick rocks.
P.S. Also, the soundtrack is on point, and Scarlett Johansson does a phenomenal job and is her usual babely self. She's only like 6 months older then me too. I maintain, to this day, that if I were ever put in a situation where we crossed paths, I could wow a wedding ring right onto her finger. I will owe my life and soul to whomever can accomplish this. Satan, I'm looking in your direction for this one pal.
Monday, May 11, 2009
stale moldy bread
Sorry for the delay folks, but it appears I've been a bit on the lazy side. I could blame it on the fact that the mom unit and grandma came for the weekend, but that would only excuse 3 days of the 10 day hiatus I took. So I'm just gonna save those excuses for a rainy day. Where to even start. A lot has happened since my last post. Saw Del the funky homosapien blow the roof off the first unitarian church downtown, saw wolverine, star trek and observe and report: all, I would add, are must sees. Somehow every weekend since I have moved out here has managed to be the best weekend ever. There looks to be no slowing up either.
Friday I took la familia downtown for a tour of the city, which actually was pretty decent. We took a double decker bus tour on one of the nicest days of the year so far, and saw some pretty decent shit. My favorite being the museum of art, that had a sizable collection of picassos, and dali paintings, as well as a bunch of other avant garde and modern artists I studied in college. Friday night was pretty chill for the whole house cus the next day was spent cleaning and preparing for the big party we had in my honor saturday night.
The night was pretty ballin, I met a bunch of new people, as well as some old friends, and my college buddy Schmitty, or Schmizz beats as we have tagged him even came from DC, which was a very welcome surprise. Highlights from the party include beer pong, Lebomb James shots, (ask if your interested) carmello anthony's game winning shot, tree climbing, and a brief NBA jam session.
Sunday somehow managed to be just as fun as the night before, as we woke up and cleaned the house in under an hour, did some pretty intense alexisonfire singalongs/ air guitarage, had a small NBA jam round robin tournament, and photographed dunk contest on the living room nerf hoop. The night and weekend was very tidily capped off with a cinema double feature between mattie and myself, where we paid to see observe and report, and slipped into star trek immediately following. It looks like the double feature might become a regular sunday night fixture.
List of things to do this week before we conshy crush another weekend includes: applying for more damn jobs, calling all the places I have applied to, start working out on a more regular basis, play as many of the 15 new sega games we bought as possible, watch the nba playoffs, climb more trees, finish my very reference laden rap about balling, and get a damn job.
The weekend looks to be another promising 3 days, as the 15th promises to bring the midwest back to my doorstep with minnesota rhymeslayers brother ali and atmosphere. Schmitty has tentatively rsvp'ed and im hoping he can drag kyle's pathetic ass too.
Hope this caught everyone up to speed, i gotta bounce cus the tom and jerry episode where Tom's mousetrap blueprints come to life and the stick figure version of jerry has to team up to avoid getting snatched by the stick figure version of tom.
Again sorry for the delay, hopefully I can start posting a little more regularly. In the mean time, San Diego, you can go fuck yourself. I'm ron burgundy?
Friday I took la familia downtown for a tour of the city, which actually was pretty decent. We took a double decker bus tour on one of the nicest days of the year so far, and saw some pretty decent shit. My favorite being the museum of art, that had a sizable collection of picassos, and dali paintings, as well as a bunch of other avant garde and modern artists I studied in college. Friday night was pretty chill for the whole house cus the next day was spent cleaning and preparing for the big party we had in my honor saturday night.
The night was pretty ballin, I met a bunch of new people, as well as some old friends, and my college buddy Schmitty, or Schmizz beats as we have tagged him even came from DC, which was a very welcome surprise. Highlights from the party include beer pong, Lebomb James shots, (ask if your interested) carmello anthony's game winning shot, tree climbing, and a brief NBA jam session.
Sunday somehow managed to be just as fun as the night before, as we woke up and cleaned the house in under an hour, did some pretty intense alexisonfire singalongs/ air guitarage, had a small NBA jam round robin tournament, and photographed dunk contest on the living room nerf hoop. The night and weekend was very tidily capped off with a cinema double feature between mattie and myself, where we paid to see observe and report, and slipped into star trek immediately following. It looks like the double feature might become a regular sunday night fixture.
List of things to do this week before we conshy crush another weekend includes: applying for more damn jobs, calling all the places I have applied to, start working out on a more regular basis, play as many of the 15 new sega games we bought as possible, watch the nba playoffs, climb more trees, finish my very reference laden rap about balling, and get a damn job.
The weekend looks to be another promising 3 days, as the 15th promises to bring the midwest back to my doorstep with minnesota rhymeslayers brother ali and atmosphere. Schmitty has tentatively rsvp'ed and im hoping he can drag kyle's pathetic ass too.
Hope this caught everyone up to speed, i gotta bounce cus the tom and jerry episode where Tom's mousetrap blueprints come to life and the stick figure version of jerry has to team up to avoid getting snatched by the stick figure version of tom.
Again sorry for the delay, hopefully I can start posting a little more regularly. In the mean time, San Diego, you can go fuck yourself. I'm ron burgundy?
Sunday, May 3, 2009
damn, just can't stop posting
Almost forgot the best news of this weekend filled with awesome. last night my boy AC called and said him and a couple of other buddies, hopefully Utah and Curt will be making a roadtrip out to philly the last weekend of may and staying for a whole week so we can go to this.
In case you can't see this its a concert poster for the roots picnic in june. this is gonna be the illest. performances by the roots, tv on the radio, santigold, asher roth, fucking public enemy performing all of "It takes a nation of millions to hold us back" and the best of the bill, none other then the man on the moon kid cudi. this summer is gonna be slamming.
In case you can't see this its a concert poster for the roots picnic in june. this is gonna be the illest. performances by the roots, tv on the radio, santigold, asher roth, fucking public enemy performing all of "It takes a nation of millions to hold us back" and the best of the bill, none other then the man on the moon kid cudi. this summer is gonna be slamming.
3 a.m.
Had to post again after seeing this video. Back in the day I use to absolutely detest eminem and everything he stood for. his songs and videos that ripped on pop culture at the time were just annoying, and had no musical value what so ever. i mean yea sure i like seeing tom green hump a dead moose as much as the next guy, but that shit was not music. his more serious songs were a little bit better, but never anything i would buy or download. all of this changed when 'the great white hype' started announcing his return along with dr. dre's. my interest has hit fever pitch after hearing his latest leak 3 a.m. i've had this song on blast on my ipod for about a week now, and the video just got made. i highly doubt it gets on mtv much due to the graphic nature. everything from baths of blood, dismembered bodies and gallons and gallons of blood can be seen in this lyrical, and literal bloodbath. em's wordplay in this song alone is unmatchable, and finally snuck his way onto my ipod. now i'm standing in line with the rest of the world for relapse to drop. but until then, here's a little bloodbath for ya.
Wishology
Since I moved out here, and not having a job or any obligations to occupy my time, my routine has been waking up around 9-9:30, walking winston for a half hour, and then come back home to some soy milk cereal and watch cartoons until about 1 (tom and jerry are on from 12-1) and then switching over to soccer after that, until something different manifests itself. (which never happens.) Today I was lucky enough to wake up to the first part of a 3 part series of Fairly Oddparents called wishology. basically there are these evil robots that attacked fairy world, and timmy saved the day with white wand, and became the hero named the chosen one. in the second installment 'the darkness' robots come back flyer then before, with boomboxes in their chests and rollerskates on their feet, but again timmy saves the day with the help of his zany pals. the third installment, which i will be missing due to a del the funky homosapien concert downtown tonight, looks to be even more epic. the darkness comes back again, but this time timmy round up all the fairies of fairy world to fight back, similar to the last movie of the matrix trilogy. i really hope they have reruns of this saga, cus it is kicking some major ass and i wanna see the last episode. also i dont ever wanna grow up.
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