Brother Von Pea of Tanya Morgan was kind enough to let the masses into the methods of his madness, providing listeners with this Brooklynati sample mix, i.e. a breakdown of the samples used by the producer/rapper for the group’s sophomore album. Read the rest of this entry »
Of course, this post should be about MJB doing an album signing for Stronger With Each Tear @ a Best Buy in NYC . But I can’t help but keep laughing while looking @ the smooth little dude posted up in the pic with her. Home slice recognizes a photo opp when he sees it.
[GOT]
Call it a mixtape or call it an album, as long as it has dope in the front.
Marching to the beat of their own drum, producers Beatnick & K-Salaam finally got around to dropping this video off of their Where The Streets Have No Name tape which dropped back in August. Read the rest of this entry »
What did the five fingers say to face? “Smack yourself until you come back with GLC’s money.”
If you feel threatened by this post, it’s understandable. While most of y’all are getting comfortable with Hip-Hop dressed in some neatly pressed fitted slacks and a multi-colored bed spread for a jacket, Alley Boy is here to muddy your kicks while grilling you like “What you gonna do about it?” Read the rest of this entry »
When I thought of how many of my fellow sneaker enthusiasts were hitting stores and standing in lines today, all in an effort to secure their SJ’s, I could only hear two songs. So it was either the too easy choice (‘Kast’s “So Fresh…”) or this Mario joint from 2005′s Turning Point. And hey, how often do you see a Mario track on TSS? Read the rest of this entry »
Not a fan of this remake. Not “hating” but some things should just never be. The 1984 original was ill but the subsequent follow-ups pretty much drove the novelty of the idea into the ground. Where the first relied on a “pure at heart” energy, I can see this one rolling along on Hollywood’s usual schitck of CGI and dull sarcasm. Rolling right along to the bank because I know my kids will have me in the theaters to watch in July. But, I just will not be comfortable with Jackie Chan, sporting a thin, Vietnamese style mustache, sharply saying “jack-et off” to a small kid. Enh…creepy.. Read the rest of this entry »
I went to Krispy Kreme the other day. I ordered “a dozen chocolate glazed doughnuts.” Pulled around to the window. The lady handed me my box and, in exchange, I handed over my card. I noticed the box was a little heavy but didn’t have time to split hairs since I was in a rush.
Got home and saw these things.
Immediately pissed. However, I wasn’t about to drive all the way back to the store to bitch and moan so I began to eat them, under protest of course. Really, I didn’t trip because last time I went there, the card reading machine was dead for whatever reason so the brother gave me box dozen doughnuts for the free (*crooks index finger to throw up the universal Black man hook-up gang sign*)
Later in the day, my lady stashed the box in the microwave in an effort to conceal them from the kids. At the same time, she had the microwave light on to see something on the oven. Inadvertently, my snowmen got warmed up. And I warmed up to them as a result.
Now, we all know I’m an addict with addict tendencies. I find something I like and I’m gone with the wind. If a brand wants an advocate, all they have to do is give me their product and let me like it. Run to the mountaintop singing its praises is what I’ll do. Fork over my last dime if I have to in order to keep it in stock. True story, I have a particular shea butter soap that I like and buy from a little African shop around the way. I went in a few weeks ago to reup, only to find out their shipment had been delayed and they didn’t know when they were restocking. What did I do? I went home, started Googling and subsequently ordered 15 bars of Madina African black soap with shea butter (see what I did there?). In 2010, I think all these fuckin’ brands should send me and TSS free shit. We’re not just tastemakers & bootleggers; we’re now adding “brand advocates” to our resume.
Now what the hell am I going to do when the holidays are over and they don’t sell these shits anymore?
Visit Kripsy Kreme’s site to find store locations and to see a nice Snowmen Doughnuts commercial that I couldn’t embed here, otherwise I would have.
As he enters into competition with Gibbs for the longest mixtape title of 2009…Nah I keed, I keed. You already know what I’m riding to today. Starlito and Burn One back with the last of the trilogy. Read the rest of this entry »
With the abundance of fresh, crisp and finely tailored gems displayed on Malice N Wonderland, “Pronto” stuck out like Snoop in an ESPN commercial–oh wait. Yeah, we get it Snoop: old school needs to embrace new school; unity brings the dollars in–yeah, yeah, yeah. We know. Read the rest of this entry »
He can hear your heart beat. See the sweat trickle down your trembling face an area code away. Smell the fear that exhausts out of that puny heart valve of yours. He cares not of the previous possession of the materials that come at his disposal. Read the rest of this entry »
Those one or two angry guys are going to come through and say “another Detroit post?” Yep, we ride for the D. because the dilipidated metro happens to produce more than its share of talented lyricists.
To that end, local shop Burn Rubber (again, one of our favorites) and Acapulco Gold linked up for the Detroit Riots project, complete with gear to commemorate the city’s ’67 riots and a track by the same name featuring Fat Ray, Ro Spit, T3, Phatboy Chef, Marv Won, One Be Lo, Buff 1 & Fatt Father and production by Black Milk. Read the rest of this entry »
Stallion Stables.
When Will White People Stop Making Movies Like “Avatar”? [io9]
Bah Humbug! Anti-Christmas Movies [Gunaxin]
10 Fist Pumpin’ Stocking Stuffers [Street Level]
LandSpeed Records: Gulliest Label Evar? [Bol]
Car Launching Is As Awesome As It Sounds [Epic Carnival]
“No Lesbo”: Girls, “No Homo,” and Lesbians In Hip-Hop [The Sexist] Read the rest of this entry »
Biggie vs. Pac. Kobe vs. LeBron. The world vs. Dr. Conrad Murray. All are intense rivalries, but all pale in comparison to the infamous BlackBerry vs. iPhone debate. Living in the greater DC area has me taking the bus and train quite often. With the city being so business and politically-oriented, it’s no surprise I see more people looking down at their phones than actually paying attention to where they’re walking. Maybe I’m tripping (but I’m probably not), but it seems as if EVERY person in the District has either the ‘Berry or the iPhone. Battle lines have been drawn and trying to convince either to switch to the other is virtually a slap in the face. Read the rest of this entry »
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