January 2007 Archives

Every now and then, some backpacker artist and someone from the other end of the track get together and make some music; sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t. This is one of those cases where it works.

Apparently I’m a little late on this, but it’s just too fucking ridiculous for me to not talk about.

For those who don’t read the Left Coast blog all that frequently, in the first week of November, I posted a blog about G-Unit’s mentally handicapped new rapper, Hot Rod. He had just dropped the video for “Be Easy” with Mary J. Blige, and I thought the song especially sucked. I went to his myspace site to find that it was actually all of his music that sucked, so I decided to write a blog about it.

The year was 1993, the beginning of an era that many would later refer to as “The Golden Era.” A year after Steve Rifkind started up Loud Records, emcees Tash and J-Ro, accompanied by their producer/DJ/sometimes emcee E-Swift, released a classic party abum that defied the sound that was predominant in the Los Angeles region at that time. That album was 21 & Over.

First off, one last word on yesterday’s blog... I posted the blog about El-P’s new album because it was the best hip hop album I’ve heard in years, simple and plain. And in response to people whining about how something like that should be posted in the NY blog, part of the reason I decided to write about it was because I had a feeling that SOHH NY probably won’t write about it, and I thought that some of you might appreciate being exposed to something new... but that obviously wasn’t the case, as proven by this guy:

“YOU SQUARE WE READ MURDER DOGG FUCK XXL AND FUCK DEZ WEAK CATS U TRYNA PROMOTE TELL ME BOUT MYSTICAL GETTIN RELEASED OR MAC MINISTER OR ONE OF THA MOB FIGGAZ”
Posted by: bluntblazer at January 25, 2007 4:30 PM

As stated in Tuesday’s blog, I got two albums in the mail on Monday that I’ve been waiting on for quite some time. Today, I want to talk about El-P’s sophomore release, I’ll Sleep When You’re Dead, which is finally dropping this March, four years after he dropped Fantastic Damage. If you’re looking for an explanation as to why I’m writing about a New York artist in the Left Coast blog, it’s because this album is important enough to ignore the boundaries. If you’re looking for anything more in-depth than that, go read Tuesday’s blog.

I understand that the vast majority of you had never heard of Disco D before SOHH posted a small blurb about his death yesterday, but I’m still gonna take a second to pay my respects.

I’m going to have to step outside of my jurisdiction for a second here today, so forgive me. But as a fan of hip hop in general, this is one of those situations where the issue at hand is more important than the fact that this is a West Coast Hip Hop blog.

It’s Monday, which means it’s about that time. Today we’re gonna take it back to ‘95 and take a second to remember “New York, New York” by Tha Dogg Pound.

Seriously.

After T-Boz divorced him and took out a restraining order in 2004, dude's been laying wayyyy low.

So today while I was driving around running some errands after I got off work, one of the local hip hop stations (and I’m using that term very loosely in this case), KBMB, debuted a new DJ Quik song called “Can U Work Wit That,” featuring AMG. And hoooooooly shit, it’s a banger; in fact the DJ (whattup DJ Mofo!) had to bring it back 3 times within an hour just to give everyone a chance to take it in.

And just like that, our boy Quik is back in the building.

I’ve been throwing up for the last 3 hours, and I’m not really feeling like writing a blog in between puking sessions. So I’m gonna go ahead and leave today’s blog up to you for the most part.

So I can’t tell everybody where I dug it up because the bosses might holler at me for redirecting you to another hip hop web site (unless you’re as dumb as a doorknob, that should be enough of a hint), but I stumbled across a new track from The Game called "My Spot" today, and I must admit that the shit is pretty fire.

And everybody say, 'I remember way back when...'

I think everybody over the age of 21 can remember back in ‘94 when “Back In The Day” came out. Although it seems like all the songs we reminisce about came out in the Summertime, I remember that this one actually came out towards the end of spring. Since the whole theme of nostalgia ties in so perfectly with this song, I’ll take it back for a second.

So yesterday’s blog actually surprised me... I figured we’d have some more New York dudes on there hating on the Bay Area because it’s the new cool thing to do. But surprisingly enough, there were a lot of positive responses to the song.

If “That Go” isn’t the next West Coast joint to blow up on a national level, then this world sucks. Ridiculous beat, and Keak Da Sneak murks the fuck out of it.

So I’m a little confused. Apparently there’s a special that’s scheduled to air on the Spike network next Tuesday called “Big Snoop Dogg’s Youth authority: California”. The program will find Calvin taking a trip down memory lane, visiting various sites in Long Beach where he used to chill/bang at, the juvie hall he stayed in, and the place where he got jumped into the East Side Long Beach Crips in 1982. Apparently the program’s director is hoping that to “use the stories of kids still caught up in what Snoop once lived.”

Umm... what the fuck?

Damn... I know you guys are having trouble deciding what to buy today, being that both Crunk Hits Vol. 3 and Hyphy Hitz are both dropping...

And yes, that was sarcasm.

In what must be the most asinine scenario anyone could’ve ever dreamed up, Bay Area rapper Mistah Fab recently appeared on Fox News Network’s "Hannity & Colmes" to discuss the death of a kid who died ghostriding his whip. And although this sounds like it had the potential to turn into a fiasco of Springer-esque proportion, fortunately, it didn’t.

Somebody posted something yesterday about some dude named Chino Grande dissing Big Snoop Dogg. I went on Youtube to check it out, and this shit is straight up RETARDED.

In another not so shocking moment of hip hop hypocrisy (which we should start referring to as hiphopocrisy from here on out)) was announced on Tuesday that Kurupt of The Dogg Pound proposed to his girlfriend Gail Gotti on Christmas day. Isn’t there some oft-spoken rule about how pimps don’t get married?

In another not so shocking moment of hip hop hypocrisy (which we should start referring to as hiphopocrisy from here on out)) was announced on Tuesday that Kurupt of The Dogg Pound proposed to his girlfriend Gail Gotti on Christmas day. Isn’t there some oft-spoken rule about how pimps don’t get married?

“It’s the ice cream man, bitch, don’t ya hear the... music?”

With the first blog of 2007, it’s only right that we kick things off with the topic that’s on everyone’s mind- is this the year that we’ll actually see Dr. Dre end the anticipation of hip hop fans the world round?