Now all the haters can say they told you so.
Some call it a genius marketing strategy, others call it career suicide. I’m not quite sure what to call it myself, but it seems as if Lil’ B is serious about naming an upcoming project, “I’m Gay” and announced the title during a performance at this year’s Coachella music festival. This isn’t really anything new from Lil’ B. He’s called himself a pretty bitch and threatened to anally rape Kanye West, so should we really be surprised by these kinda shock tactics?
I fucks with some of Lil’ B’s music (I’m God, Wonton Soup & Pretty Boy immediately jump to mind) and I’ve been known to cook on occasion (I do a mean Farmer) but I think he’s really pushing it with this one. From 100 bitches on your dick to I’m Gay?
I’m at once fascinated yet dismissive of Lil’ B at the same time just because of these kinda flagrant ploys for attention. It’s entertaining as hell and I’m curious to see how the notoriously homophobic Hip-Hop nation reacts but let’s be all the way honest, you can’t expect anyone to take this kid or his music seriously when he does shit like this.
Smarten up, Brandon.
I pride myself in keeping my ear to the concrete and staying on top of the new hotness that YOU should be listening to. Hip-Hop, R&B, Pop, Rock, by the time you catch up to what I’m listening to, I’ll already be on to the next one. It’s been like that since way back when I would make homemade mixtape comps and slang em to kids in high school for 4 bucks a pop. For some reason, I’m compelled to seek out the next great artist or the new banger that everyone else is gonna eventually catch up to later. I just gotta be on it first. Over the years my tastes have broadened and with new music coming out at such a rapid pace, it’s become harder and harder to listen to every buzzworthy mixtape or mp3 that comes down the pike. So a few weeks back, when I first caught wind of The Weeknd and their freebie release, House Of Balloons, I barely blinked an eye. (more…)
(This was originally posted September 2010 & since then, Charles has had run ins with the law but, sadly, no new music. Not sure what’s going on with Chuck these days, but here’s to hoping he’s in a good mental state where ever he is)
If you’ve found your way to my little corner of the internet then chances are you’ve heard of this kid from Harlem named Charles Hamilton. Seemingly bursting on the Hip-Hop scene out of nowhere, Charles hit the blogs in 2008 as a fully formed artist, with a story (Homeless heroin addict/musical prodigy), a gimmick (All Pink Everything), an alter ego (Sonic The Hedgehog) and a label deal with Interscope Records already in place. I caught my first glimpse of Hamilton in a YouTube vid where he was having an impromptu freestyle session with Kanye West & The Game and it was clear that not only was Charles a true MC who could hang with the big boys but he could prolly rap circles around a few of them as well. Effortless in his flow, Charles Hamilton remains one of the best true freestyle rappers I’ve ever seen, but he was out to prove that he was more then just a one trick pony and had some very interesting (and opinionated) views on Hip-Hop and how to “play the game”.
“Ghetto misery over Alchemist symphonies…”
Boston MC Reks can flat out rap. No gimmicks, no face tattoos, no Amber Rose; for Reks, it’s all about beats, bars and life. “Why Cry?” is the first single from his new LP, and joined by “The Hardest Rapper Out”, Style P, over a typically grimy Alchemist track, it functions as a reminder to those who struggle from the bottom that the revolution might never be televised, but that doesn’t make it any less real.
Reks Rhythmatic Eternal King Supreme is in stores now. Support the real.
Earl Sweatshirt – “Dat Ass”
An unearthed gem from “God’s Grandson”, Odd Future‘s M.I.A. underdog, Earl Sweatshirt dropped on the groups Tumblr today..
Apparently this is from back when he was going by the name “Sly” and the content is very different from what you’d expect after hearing the stuff he’s done with Tyler. It’s actually pretty normal in comparison, but no less impressive. Earl’s raps are as complex and intricate then as they are now, and the Eminem influence is still there. What’s impressive is how Earl constructs his bars, as opposed to the content, even though there’s a hint of the self deprecating humor that’s present in most of his later work.
The world is still awaiting the return of Earl from exile and all I can think is if this kid ever decides to tone down the gore, leave the theatrics to Tyler and just spit, I think those
Nas DOOM comparisons would be more deserved then people realize.
Freddie Gibbs’ Str8 Killa EP was one of my favorite releases from 2010. A tight listen from beginning to end, Str8 Killa is a glimpse into the psyche of Gibbs – politically minded but never far from the block. About his people but at the same time, about his paper. Respect is at a premium in the streets and Gibbs let’s it be known that he’s out to get his by any means necessary. Considering the buzz Gibbs had built up till the point of it’s release, Str8 Killa kinda flew under the radar but Freddie is still continuing to mine the project with his latest video, “Rock Bottom” (sans Bun-B).
Shot in downtown Los Angeles, the seedy visuals (Directed by ICU) jibe with the track, a solemn tale of a man at his wits end, spinning in every direction, seeking direction (c) Dwight Grant. Yeah, Gibbs pulls off some gangsta shit in the video (He’s Gangsta Gibbs, fuck you expect?) but I never feel like he glorifies the things he talks about. In fact, I say there’s a level of reality to his music that when compared to all the fictional coke kingpins and made men that run reckless in today’s rap game, is refreshing and engaging in a way these halfway thugs wish they could be.
Real rap is on display here. Feel this…
“Can it be that it was all so simple then?”
Harlem, Summer 2005. Jim Jones (hypeman for his childhood friend Cam’ron and co-founder of their rap collective, The Diplomats) released his 2nd album, Harlem: Diary Of a Summer to above average reviews. Although he never was much of a lyricist, especially compared to the kids he hung with (His earliest attempts at rapping are laughable. Real talk, Mama Giles > Jimmy), Jones always had a scorer’s aura, even when he was riding the bench. His first album, On My Way to Church, received moderate praise but wasn’t enough to push him into the same light as his fellow DipSet members, Cam and Juelz Santana. Harlem: Diary Of a Summer was propelled by it’s lead single, “Baby Girl”, which featured Jones newest find on the hook. (more…)