“Whether Your A Star Or a Shooting Star/They Shootin’ Stars/So You Wanna Spar With A South Paw — Get Your Jaw Jarred…”

With the constant spins “Necessary Way” gets on Sirius, I’ve come to pay a little more attention to Willie over the past few months. As the time draws closer to his release of Never A Dull Moment with Lee Bannon, the duo hooked up with Spitta to cash in on some “Sky Miles.” Read the rest of this entry »

Sweat beads down your forehead. Your breaths become shorter; your leaps get taller. Your hands get higher; your inhibitions lower. The rhythm enters you as you begin to lose your individuality and blend into the sea of hands moving up and down with every beat. The adrenaline so high, you can taste it. The intensity so strong, you can feel it. Everything you’ve ever learned is forgotten. Lost in a moment you don’t ever want to end. Read the rest of this entry »

“I need you to rescue me from my destiny, and try to live right and give you whatever’s left of me…”

At this point, there’s not much left to say about “Un-Thinkable.” I knew on first listen that this track was going to outshine any possible negativity surrounding the album. Then LC nailed a description once the video dropped last week. The song itself is still as dreamy and hopeful as the original and finally we get the Drake verse that was expected in the first place. Unlike most rappers who go off target when given the featuring spot, Drizzy puts his heart on his sleeve to deliver mature bars that directly relate to song’s concept. Read the rest of this entry »

Although this is more coincidence than a coordinated performance, it’s still pretty remarkable to see two guys both go for the same ball and both have as much a hand (hands?) involved with finishing the play.

“Memphis-bound Jelan Gardner and Georgia Southern signee Eric Ferguson are already such accomplished dunkers that YouTube is littered with footage of their best above-the-rim slams. The lob is from LMU-bound teammate Anthony Ireland, who leads a fast break in Saturday’s title game of the Nike Tournament of Champions in Jamaica, Queens, New York. Both Gardner and Ferguson rise up to slam it home at the same time, sharing an awkward yet awesome moment as both hang face-to-face from the rim.”

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Ever wondered what Stacey Dash’s other two wishes were? Obviously, one of them was to be eternally young and beautiful. Behind the scenes of Stacey Dash’s photo shoot with Karin + Raoul magazine. Creative Control on the cameras and Curren$y on the tunes. Read the rest of this entry »

Leah LuLu Louise

Wale’s 50 Favorite Sneakers [Complex]

Jack Bauer Kidnapped the President [Warming Glow]

If Joe Namath Isn’t Careful He Could Hurt His Reputation [KSK]

Swizz Beatz Still Has Baby Mama Drama [Necole Bitchie]

High School Baseball Player Pees On The Field–During The National Anthem [With Leather]

Judge Rejects Trae Tha Truth’s Charge Against Radio Station [Houston Press] Read the rest of this entry »

Quite a few release day exclusives today here @ TSS. We sparked things with the Janelle Monae performance clip (album in stores today), followed by a Smoking Session with Reflection Eternal (album in stores today) and we’re rounding the day out with what may be the sweetest gift of all for our visitors. Read the rest of this entry »

Nikki Lynette.

Some time ago, I saw this young lady perform in the Chicago club circuit, looking like she came straight from the dentist’s office where some crusty doctor gave her a toothbrush and sticker in honor of getting her braces off. So there’s something disturbing in a song titled “Glory Box,” a year later. Read the rest of this entry »

You wanna know why Bart Simpson looked so cool riding a skateboard? Because he was a kid. If you plan on reenacting the world’s oldest 10-year-old, make sure your costume actually fits you instead of him. London-based illustrator Matt Williams riding a skateboard in Springfield Speedos® almost killed the clip before the magic actually happened. Read the rest of this entry »

In regards to style and substance, Curt@!n$ has a southpaw stance associated with his music. On first impression, you’re unsure how’s he going to come at you. Dressed like a vaudeville scoundrel, you assume he’ll color you to death with all the hipster junk that’s in his toybox. Then that unsuspecting baritone hits your cilia like an ancient Egyptian pharaoh. Read the rest of this entry »

A decade is a long time when considering basically anything imaginable but for most Hip-Hop heads, it was time well spent absorbing the lone album that was bestowed on them by the classic MC/producer tandem of Reflection Eternal. Sporting a rapid-fire, metaphorically inclined wordsmith from Brooklyn by the name of Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek, an extremely diverse soundman out of Cincinnati, the pair garnered critical acclaim from a multitude of fan niches with their seminal classic Train Of Thought, in late 2000. Read the rest of this entry »

Three nights, three shows, three sell-outs. It’s been said that Janelle Monáe is quite the performer, so when she hit New York the first weekend in April in the lead-up to today’s release of her full-length masterpiece The ArchAndroid, the crew at NTM (editor Adrian Fernandez, cameramen Matt Mitchener and Eric Swiecinski, & myself) decided to document her Highline Ballroom gig, the first and largest of the trifecta. Read the rest of this entry »

All fans of Tanya Morgan–new and old–should find this particular snack wrap and steal with its free price tag. After giving out samples of cheesesteaks with extra mayo, ? of said group have baked a batch of The Roots’ outtake sets and added humor, wit and double entendres for the toppings. They’ve turned Hip-Hop into your neighborhood Jimmy John’s with this project. Read the rest of this entry »

As if poppin’ bottles with Oprah and Dame Diddy wasn’t enough, the Neptune known as Pharrell Williams has been turning the world into his own personal celebrity festival these past few weeks. Which means either “Nothing” is completed and getting mastered, or Chad and what’s-his-name have been left to fend for themselves in the studio. Read the rest of this entry »

Don’t even think marijuana. Not even hydro. The only way you can experience this type of inebriation is to take a gumball of that Jim Belushi and stuff it right up your nostrils until they start to ooze blood (eh, Gunplay?). And who else but the biggest bellied Bawse would find a way to revolutionize that type of debauchery into an audio format for his fans to get lifted to? Read the rest of this entry »