September 2007 Archives

Wassup y'all!

This week on Celebrity Rap Superstar, our lucky contestants got to COME UP WITH THEIR OWN RAP? Yes, it's going down.

Before we even get into that, something just dawned on me: Does it bother anyone that Da Brat is one of the judges, and MC Lyte is a mentor? Think about it this way. If legendary DMC is a judge, then shouldn't Lyte be, too? I know Da Brat is kind of popular amongst the reality tv circuit now, but come on, MTV, what the hell? What's next, T-Pain judging an r&b contest while Brian McKnight merely spectates?! Am I wrong/right? Let me know what you think!

As far as the show goes: Efren Ramirez (NO SURPRISE) is in the bottom, and so is Sebastian Bach (WHAT THE F*CK? HELLO, JASON WAHLER IS STILL THERE!) One of them is going home. There’s going to be a showdown, because the votes were so close that there has to be a “rap-off” and the judges gotta pick the winner.

Do we even have to go through this painful debacle to know who Brat, Big Boy, and DMC are going to pick? I mean, let's be real here.

But alas, on to the performances...
(and I'm warning you, everybody's abbreviating their names. Nobody could rack their brains to come up with anything remotely creative. Sigh...)

Check out this video... towards the end you get a sneak peek of a lil' sample of Perez' rap.

Today's Throwback Thursday happens to fall on the eleventh anniversary of Tupac Shakur's death, so naturally I'd devote today's post to his memory. Whether you're torn between supporting the raunchy Pac or the reflective Pac, he had, what many rappers out here today NO NOT possess: a beautiful talent for writing poetry. And that, alone is to be admired.

Of course, to pop things off, I'm going to post a video. And no, it's not going to be something cliche, like "Keep Ya Head Up" or "California Love", because I'm sure if you hit up other blogs today, they'll already have them embedded.

The video you're about to see is one that chilled me to the core, especially since it came out after Pac's death. With the lyrics and the video, which views (after)life through Pac's eyes, was striking, yet calming at the same time. I can remember being a kid and hearing Angie Martinez tearfully announce Pac's death on this night eleven years ago. This video made me feel that he was at peace. Although I'd been a fan, I never really understood him until this video came out.

Funny how a simple video can make you feel connected to a person you never even knew.

Well, I guess this post can be appropriately deemed as the "VMA Aftermath" post, or the "Graduation" post as well, because that's what the bulk of today's blog is going to deal with. But to start things off, I want to share with you guys something that I peeped over at Concrete Loop.

This is a video of a person named Chris Crocker (I say "person" because honestly, I can't tell if it's male or female). Chris Crocker is basically telling all y'all Britney haters to shove it and "LEAVE HER ALONE"... but he/she does it in such a p*ssy way that after you finish p*ssing on yourself from the laughter, you just want to kick his/her @ss just because.

Do not consume liquids while watching this clip.

Someone go upside Chris' head with a dildo, PLEASE! Put him out of his misery!

Wassup fam! I know, it's Sept. 11th, and by the time this blog airs, most of you will be on your way to Virgin Megastore/Sam Goody/J & R Music World/the Africans on Broadway & Nassau Street to cop that new 'Ye, that new 50, or both. Or, if you're like me, you found a shop that actually had 'Ye's album in stock ON MONDAY, so you copped it a day before it was officially for sale. Anywho, enough about that, I'm sure you're gonna leave me critiques of both discs in the comments.

Now, I want to turn your attention to Cassidy's new video, "My Drink & My 2 Step." It premiered last night on Rap City, but prior to viewing the video, I'd never heard the song.

I was hoping that, with hip-hop's obsession with "walking it out" and Patron tequila, Cass was being sarcastic with that title. But nahhhh, I should've known better.

Does anyone in the really do the 2 Step?

Hey, fam. I've just gotten thru the VMA's, and as promised, I'm gonna tell y'all how it went down... and down... and down.

You know what? If you want me to break this down for you, plain and simple: this show was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay overhyped. And damnit, they got to me too, especially when I blogged live from MTV when they announced the nominees on TRL. It has been no secret that MTV, in terms of their awards ceremonies, has fallen off, and I guess this year, by creating new award categories that make no sense whatsoever, they're trying to recapture the essence they lost back in, say, 2003. I say, if they wanna get it back to how it used to be, for next year's show, bring back Chris Rock to host, and stop putting these bullsh*t celebs on the show (like the Laguna Beach/Hills whores and those losers who were announced the Best New Artist category). And how about actually PERFORMING ON THE ACTUAL STAGE? I know this is Vegas, and they wanted to have that "party like a rockstar" mode goin' down, but it was annoying watching the camera go from suite-to-suite. I mean, sh*t, let whoever's gonna perform do it on THE ACTUAL PROGRAM, and save the other sh*t for an aftershow or something.

But let me stop going off, and get into this recap. I'm going to put the show's highlights under three categories, The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly. But to start things off, there's one performance, which, the very first time I saw it, I hated it. But then, f*ck, I had to go and watch it two more times-- and it grew on me. My personal opinon: it's aight, but she's done better (2003 smooch with Madonna ring a bell?) So I'll let y'all decide whether it was good or not.

And....

IT'S BRITNEY, B*TCH!