Yes, I’ve been sluffing. No, I don’t owe you an apology. Stubbornness is a genetic trait. I’ve only posted one update since returning from the land across the sea. It’s not for lack of things to expound upon, I’ve just be scattered and busy. Hmm. That sounded like an apology. Anyway, at the moment, I’m working on mixing the first few joints off a project with Kamoore, a.k.a. Mr. Xquisit, a.k.a. Hypnotix Musik, a.k.a. Mr. Invincible, a.k.a. Long Beach’s finest, a.k.a. the Jamaican monsoon, a.k.a….it’s some flashy shit, and while I’m not at liberty to share anything from the record right now, we’ll have some sampler shit up in the very near future. Big synths, catchy shameless hookery, and the like. It’s good. You can catch Xquisit and myself at Nectar on Monday the 16th of June. Should be hot, and I’m wearing my stunna’s. Don’t miss it.
In other news, I’m also hard at work on a little E.P. with my dude’s M.anifest and Krukid. The A.R.M. (African Rebel Movement…I’m stepping into the shadows for the photo shoot on this one) is coming together beautifully, and we’ll have the lead single circulating to your favorite blogs, liquor stores, and gun shops by the beginning of next month. Progress? Yep! More to come.
Yeah, so I’ve been a bit absent for the past week or two. Been traveling a lot, and things got a little nuts. Story of my life. London was dope, I’m back in Seattle right now, and am settling back in here for a short stint. I’ll get more up here on the words tip in a bit, but in the mean time I’ll hit you with some fresh music. Hit the link below and let me know what you think….or don’t. This one is a little different.
I’m headed to London tomorrow morning on the business tip, so the updates on here might be a little sparse for the next week or so. I’ll try and post some shots and observations up here, and for the full techno-nerd rundown you can hit The Boy Genius Report. I’ll be attending a super secret HTC event, where the company is getting set to unveil their next generation platform. Should be hot..and free drinks on the Taiwanese house ain’t bad.
I’m a little late on this one, but I can’t stop listening to it. Song of the year, unless D’Angelo resurrects himself. Madlib+Badu is a beautiful combo.
Wanted to holler with a little update. I’ve got some exciting things in the works with my guy M.anifest. Hails from Accra, Ghana by way of Minneapolis (where he was just voted songwriter of the year!). A lot of rappers make you listen by way of brute force, while this dude is more likely to pour you a cup of tea, sit you down, and tell you a story you won’t forget. That said, he can spit with the best of em. He dropped a record last year called Manifestations, gaining significant critical acclaim and all that good shit. As far as what we’re working on, I won’t go into too much detail at the moment, but some hot shit is on the horizon. More soon, but in the meantime, check out dude’s music. You’ll like it. I promise.
Every once and a while, I sit down to make a song and something weird comes out. This is one of those times. I don’t really like talking too much about the music I make as I generally resort to tired metaphors and bizarre superlatives(though I suppose there’s some irony in the fact that I have a blog dedicated entirely to my own creations), and I’m not sure how I’d describe this one if I tried, so…here’s some new music. Some cool things happen in the middle. Love it!
For those that don’t know, I’ve been marooned out in Champaign, IL for the past 9 months. Roughly 2 1/2 hours South of Chicago, this is not #2 Hip-Hop Capitol of the World (despite what my beautiful girlfriend might lead you to believe). Champaign is 100,000 people strong, which places it firmly between “small town charm” and “big city virtue”, a.k.a. creative purgatory. A change of scenery is on the horizon, but I’ll delve more into that one a bit later. For the time being, however, I’d like to give a little introduction to a project that is the direct result of my time here. Noon is a collaborative project between Champaign-based MC Krukid and myself. Kruk is talented dude, stuck out here in Champaign and grinding like a king. The project, an EP, is about halfway done and promises to be a pretty dope effort. We’ll be releasing it initially as a digital-only endeavor, testing the waters of the new distribution landscape with a couple of carefully executed promotions. The music itself is the most straight-ahead hip-hop I’ve engaged with in while, and it feels good to be back in this space. More later, but for now I’ll leave you with a little Bobby Womack…how’s that for a thursday afternoon?
Another day, another step in the Government Mixtapes movement. We’re building momentum! This new joint is a nice departure from the last movie, with a ton of calm and space, punctuated by a little bit of insanity in the margins. Pike Place Market got paid union scale to star in this bitch, so shout outs to them for working on GP. Feel free to take this video, or any of the joints up here on the site and post them elsewhere…I wouldn’t be mad atchya at all. I promise.
I took a break from the blogging game…sorry folks. I’m back with a vengeance, however. I’ve got some new things in the works that I’ll have up on the page in the next day or so, but in the meantime I wanted to put up some music for y’all to digest/download/sell on the black market. Budo is a giver. It’s true. First up is little thing called Budo’s Theme. It’s by a band called the Budo’s Band, to whom I have no connection whatsoever. They’re good though, which is lucky…for me. Sort of a white guy’s interpretation of West African funk music. The song below is off their self-titled record, released on DapTone records last year:
Next up we’ve got a song from Dan Deacon’s latest effort, Spiderman of The Rings. Clever title, no? I thought so. This joint, and the album in general, sound like the sonic equivalent of manic episode that shows up as the result of several hits of speed, 80 milligrams of Adderall, and a quad shot of Espresso, all imbibed over the course of 25-37 seconds. Yikes! That said, there’s a lot of beauty in this bitch, with a really finely honed sense of melody, albeit slightly buried under the cacophony. Enjoy.
