Talkin' Videos

Wassup, good folk! Yes, today I'm giving you TWO Throwbacks. Here we go:

Sure, Mary was sniffing and dabbling with that stuff . But damnit, she was THE TRUTH and looked fly as hell! Who didn’t run to the Mami’s on 145th to get their hair bleached to the max after this video? Sheeeiiiiitt..... she’s the reason why I highlight my own damn mane every six months! And not only that. Girls everywhere wanted that fly attitude, to be that heartbroken and still have the courage to sing about it. In my opinion, if you are a female in your mid-to-late twenties, I’m sure Mary was definitely the female whose lyrics you clung to like the teddy bear on your bed, aiding you through that coming-of-age, “black girl trying to rise” phase.

But wait! It’s a double! I’m also giving y’all my favorite LL joint of all time.
Damn, I was mad as hell that my name wasn’t included in this song. Doesn’t this remind you of one of those videos that you could create yourself when you went to the mall back in the early ‘90's? [Peep the running man dancing scenes for example]

True, I know I said I’d blog a throwback that you all chose. But I realized that on a day like today, it would be appropriate for me to give you two of my favorite throwbacks. And it’s especially significant that they came from Mary and LL because both of these artists had to transition from their original selves (or manner of living) to get to the point where they are today.

Change, and transitioning, I have found, is imminent for all of us.

Good afternoon y'all-- Got some crazy performance videos for y'all to peep while you're pretending to finish up some work this afternoon. Up first:

Wow...... I can’t even ... man....

When I first peeped this video of Lloyd performing Weezy’s “Lollipop”, I thought damn, talk about licking somebody's, uhh, lollipop!

But halfway through, I said, damn, maybe this shoulda been HIS record. Unfortunately, had it been, it probably wouldn’t chart or sell. Check it out.

Ooooh!! I KNEW something was up when they brought her out on Miss Rap Supreme!

Oh my g-d... why is this bytch trying to make a comeback?
This has to be like, the WORST interview I’ve ever seen. I felt DUMBER after watching this.
(And unfortunately, the title of today’s blog is just ONE link on the string of dumba-s things to exit her mouth).

Wow.... so the Chiba/Byata sh-t finally came to an end. And the way this all built up, I must say, the climax was less than stellar. I coulda had a V8, forreal for real. But, alas, I’m getting ahead of myself (don’t worry, I’ll get into it).

When the episode starts, the girls are lamenting over the loss of Nicky2States. Whose gonna give ‘em tips on how to suck a d*ck now? How to get a cum stain out of bed sheets? How to properly take a backshot? Aww well.

ANYWAY, I want to talk about that pageant they had to do. What the f-ck was up with that pageant... at the gun range? Scratch that. What was up with Serch dubbing himself KoJew and Yo-Yo likewise calling herself Pepa Spray? Ohh Lord, haven't we put ourselves through ENOUGH as a people? As a gender? Sigh...

No, sratch that. Ms. Cherry got a record and can’t go near guns? Damn, ma. ‘Sup with your extra-curricular activities?

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Ahhh, and we get to the nitty gritty.

Chiba: “I remember when I was your top choice."

I TOLD Y’ALL she still had some lingering feelings left over for Lez-Byata. Awww.
::singing:: When a woman's fed uuuuuuupppp.... there ain't nothing you can do about it....

You know, it's so easy to spot a native New Yorker from the out-of-towners, because they get off on random sightings in the city that most of us wouldn’t bat an eyelash at.

Hmm. Maybe using Bow Wow to demonstrate is a bad example because, well, he’s a wuss, but... it proves my point.

Peep Bow Wow in a car wild n’ out because he sees a white woman who’s one of those girls N.E.R.D. was rapping about in “Everyone Nose”, because now she’s lying in the street naked, berating a cab driver that opted not to have her pass out in his backseat. Typical night out on the town. Instead of being like Bow Wow and screaming like I saw Ciara coming to handle some unresolved issues, I would’ve yelled at her to stop blocking crosstown traffic. F-ck, I’m trying to get my party on, too!

I’ll tell you what. That white chick needed to hijack Bow Wow’s ride and kick his bitchass.

Speaking of ... BITCHASSNESS....

Wassup y'all--

If you know me in person or strictly from this blog, then you know that I am a fan of those Harlem emcees Tha Gecko Brothas and their lyricism. Their debut album, From Dusk Til Dawn, is one of my favorites that dropped this year, and this joint, "New York Minute" is DEFINITELY one of the best on the album. Not only does it BIG UP our wonderful, shaken-but-never-stirred NYC, it demonstrates why Priest Forever and John O. work well together as a duo. If you listen carefully, you'll notice John's ability to ride a beat, while Priest makes the beat compliment him without overpowering his words-- but the two never clash against each other.

Anyway, on to the video. I like it because it has a "you-are-there" appeal. My favorite shots of the video are of the lil' shorty doing the chin-ups on the bar (during Koran Carlos' verse) and the lyric-complimenting final shot of the 9/11 site, an image that still pulls heartstrings seven years later.

To hear more tracks, visit myspace.com/thegeckobrothas

Aight y'all, I'm out for the weekend! Holla at me about the video!

-- Breezylovesyababy@gmail.com

What up y'all--

Last week I blogged a video featuring Lil' Mama and Nina B freestyling on a radio show ["Who Went In Harder, Nina B or Lil' Mama?"], and while (if forced to choose) I'm definitely on Team Mama, that vid left me on the fence about Nina B. I previously didn't care much for her, but my opinion of her had slightly changed from sheer indifference to being not overly-crazy about her, but not exactly hating her like I do some rappers, snappers and trappers. (And if you pay attention, you already know who those are).
I guess today's blog picks up where that one left off.

Peep this vid of Nina lacing another freestyle on POW Radio. And I'm actually feeling her on this. I can't lie. Her alliteration is dope the entire way through. Plus, she gets props for being able to pick the ball back up when she dropped it.

HOWEVER, what concerns me...

Damn, I know I pulled a rare one today. I remember when this joint dropped in '96, and it got MAD PLAY on Hot 97. But, DUHHH, that's because Funkmaster Flex produced this joint.
And as much as I DESPISE Funk Flex like I despise a Pap Smear, I had to admit, this was a hot club joint. Sadly to say, we haven't heard much from Yvette Michelle.

What y'all know about "I'm Not Feeling You?"

I don't know what was worse, those digusting blue cracked up toenails or that Bootsy Collins wannabe pimp! Seriously though, joints like these make me reminisce upon those days when I used to tape joints like this and rock out to 'em in my Walkman on my way to school (and this was definitely one of 'em). Were y'all feeling this track back then?
More importantly-- something I'm dying to know-- did this track get any play OUTSIDE of New York? I never heard my out-of-town friends mention it before, so I thought I'd ask.

NEXT THURSDAY WILL BE A VERY SPECIAL THURSDAY-- I will explain why then, but for that week, I am strictly doing a throwback that YOU REQUEST. So please, leave me a comment or drop me an e-mail letting me know what video you'd like me to post. THANKS!

-- Breezylovesyababy@gmail.com

Now, all y’all that know me from this blog know that I think Tim Westwood is a pretty much a blubbering idiot who believes somehow he’s “down” with hip-hop. Whatever ::rolls eyes::

However, the reason why I post clips of his show is strictly because of his guests, not because I find that he’s just this interesting personality that we have to check for. With that being said, I saw that Bus-A-Bus hopped across the pond to drop the remix to his thinly-veiled herpes anthem, “Don’t Touch Me Now, Ya Might Burn Ya Self”, on his show, so I figured, ehh, maybe Trevor will do something interesting that’s worth holding my attention.

Well.

My first question is.... seriously, Bus? WHY are you talking like that? I mean, can we ease off the cocaine brick and Red Bull diet a bit?

No wonder Westwood’s so mum, there’s really nothing for him to say after that! But who ELSE didn’t wanna smack the shyt outta Bus while watching that?

So we're down to the final five. This isn't who I'd pick to be in the final five, but whatever, it ain't my show, I'm just re-capping it. Whatever.

Honestly, this episode was kind of lame. Right on down from the lame pageant to the lame challenge. But let me not get ahead of myself, chickadees. Let’s start off with one of my favorite parts of the show: the beginning. Why? Because you get to see all the bullsh-t manifest.

Aaaah. Memorial Day. I love it. The unofficial start to Summer (eff June 21st). Now it's time to break out those crispy white sneakers or those freak'um sandals that have been sitting in the top of your closet since you bought them with your Christmas bonus and do the damn thing! Whatever way you choose to christen the season, either by going to the movies, lounging on the beach, going to the clubs or bars or taking your Tupperware around while you crash Peaches' BBQ, make sure that you're safe.. well, at least, latex prepared. (Don't front... "Summetime's a natural aphrodisiac", right?)

However, if you have chosen to enjoy your ribs and potato salad on the couch this Memorial Day, then I gotta bring you a video that I think we can all agree is the mother of all summertime joints because it captures of essence of, well, summertime. The track is so vivid that you ALMOST don't need a video for it, because you can paint your own version of this song going down in your own city in your mind. But that's not to say that the vid isn't tight, because it is.

"Drums, please!"

Aight y'all, I need to get off of this computer and get into some trouble. But not too much trouble 'cuz I gotta get up for work the next day :) Don't forget to check our girls tonight on Miss Rap Supreme-- and ME Tuesday morning for the re-cap! Enjoy!

-- Breezylovesyababy@gmail.com

Aaaah. Memorial Day. I love it. The unofficial start to Summer (eff June 21st). Now it's time to break out those crispy white sneakers or those freak'um sandals that have been sitting in the top of your closet since you bought them with your Christmas bonus and do the damn thing! Whatever way you choose to christen the season, either by going to the movies, lounging on the beach, going to the clubs or bars or taking your Tupperware around while you crash Peaches' BBQ, make sure that you're safe.. well, at least, latex prepared. (Don't front... "Summetime's a natural aphrodisiac", right?)

However, if you have chosen to enjoy your ribs and potato salad on the couch this Memorial Day, then I gotta bring you a video that I think we can all agree is the mother of all summertime joints because it captures of essence of, well, summertime. The track is so vivid that you ALMOST don't need a video for it, because you can paint your own version of this song going down in your own city in your mind. But that's not to say that the vid isn't tight, because it is.

"Drums, please!"

Aight y'all, I need to get off of this computer and get into some trouble. But not too much trouble 'cuz I gotta get up for work the next day :) Don't forget to check our girls tonight on Miss Rap Supreme-- and ME Tuesday morning for the re-cap! Enjoy!

-- Breezylovesyababy@gmail.com

Wassup y'all--

Remember a few posts back we had a discussion about the rumors of how before the she got her lip gloss poppin', Lil' Mama was nasty on the freestyle tip?

Well, I have an interesting video of "The Voice of the Young People" going bar for bar with the sometimes wack, sometimes aight Nina B on RockMyTV's Ladies Night.

Instead of having you guess which vid I was gonna pick this week, I just decided to give it away.

After reading the countdown of that mockery of a "Hottest MC's" list MTV put out, I had the craving to hear some really dope lyrics. I won't go off on a tangent about it since I already did on the air yesterday, but damnit, even if that list was meant to be a compilation of the hottest EMCEES in the game RIGHT NOW, it was a joke (come the f-ck on, WHY did Rick Ross make the cut?)

And I know, Special Ed has other joints, yet this is the one he's most associated with. But the sh*t's tight! I love the fact that he's talking about how fly is is, yet rocks a f-cking twenty dollar hoodie. He still makes you believe he's fly, and that's the essence of swagger. Plus, his curly high-top is what really has it made (that sh-t looks fly on him, I'm sorry!)

Maybe I just REALLY REALLY REALLY love old-school beats & flows.. but you mean to tell me that NUMBER F-CKING THREE on that list, Lil' Wayne, spit something that was even REMOTELY close to being fly as this? "BOVINE EXCREMENT!"

Is it me, or does Special Ed remind you of the rapping Allen Payne? I'm just sayin..

Lastly, I gotta give a shout out to my home borough-- BROOKLYN!!-- for being the main star of this clip. ESPECIALLY my one of my favorite places in the whole word, Prospect Park (of course, the Brooklynites recognized that.)

Thoughts? Comments? Got suggestions for next week's Throwback? Holla!

-- Breezylovesyababy@gmail.com