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Snoop "Seduces" VH1 Storytellers With Hits From The Past, The Present, and Everybody He Knows
Posted on April 1, 2008 10:00 AM
He may not have been the first rapper to stage– but unlike his predecessors (Jay-Z and Wyclef Jean), Snoop Dogg was the first to Crip Walk across it– and he damn sure was the first to have his own custom made “DOGG” mic for the special.
Yes– It was The Dogg’s turn to entice a select audience of the stories behind his music of the past and present. Honestly, I thought the entire special was okay. He did have some shoes to fill due to the fact that the Jay-Z “American Gangster” airing was kind of a BFD at the time, but that was probably because we saw a different side of Jay-Z that the public eye rarely gets to see; while we are all aware that Doggy Dogg has at least some sort of personality.
ANYWAY– that’s neither here nor there.
Although I wasn’t horribly moved by it, there were some highlights to checking out this entire thing, some of which made me even open my Limewire iTunes program to download some songs I previously thought I had in my collection.
To pop things off, Snoop brought out Too $hort and Mistah F.A.B. to perform a joint off of Ego Trippin’ called “Life of The Party” (which at air time is the only current embeddable video circulating the ‘Net.) It’s funny that he says his main reason for doing the song was because his kids thought he did “old people music... [and] not music to make the kids dance.” Weird, how many 10-14 year old girls do you know that DIDN"T try to “drop it like it's hot" when the song came out?
As of air date, that's the only embeddable image circulating the 'Net, but feel free to check the next page for HIGHLIGHTS from the special...
** Right now I’m REALLY HATING on VH1, because this next performance was crazy. Snoop admitted that he was a fan of the late, great Johnny Cash (I am too, shhh) and in order to pay homage to him, he had Everlast pen him a song called “My Medicine”, which really doesn’t take a genius to figure out the concept.
If you’ve done any research about the legendary country star’s life then you know that he was “dedicated to be medicated” for many years, but I don’t know if he would’ve condoned a track that condoned pimping to cop some sticky-icky.
You can’t help but love the song, though.
** The BEST performance of the night was when Snoop performed his version of Slick Rick’s classic, “Lodi Dodi”... and brought out Doug E. Fresh who looked and sounded like he hadn’t aged a day. Damn! TELL ME you weren’t rapping the entire way through to “I’m only 19, I can’t be your loverrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” As usual, the beatboxing was on point. But WHY was Kurupt in the back looking like he was in the midst of a purple haze?
** Of course, you know he performed “Drop It Like It’s Hot”– sans Pharrell (apparently the only person in his Sidekick he DIDN'T tell about this performance), and sans the associated chickenhead tongue clucking. Nothing much to say about this performance except to mention that the audience looked as if they were dancing terribly off beat. (Did anyone catch that?!)
** Speaking of inviting his whole damn family, Snoop brought along “Uncle” Charlie Wilson to perform their duet, “Can’t Stay Away.” You want to know something? This man is in my Top 5 Male R&B Voices of ALL TIME list (if you’re curious, my Number One is Donnie Hathaway ) because his voice is so (pun not intended) beautiful I’m glad that Snoop played a role in helping revitalizing his career to a degree.
(However, I do think that he’s a bit too old to be rocking the beads and braids!)
** Snoop closed out the show with (you guessed it) “Sexual Seduction.” This is a good time to mention that the King of New Jack Swing (and one of the masters of this vocoder sh*t), Teddy Riley, was also on stage. I’m glad he decided to use him for the performance instead of T-Painful’s a-s.
For those of you who caught it-- what did you think? Was it up to par, or could it have been better? Who do you hope will do a VH1 Storytellers next?
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the dogg mic is old.....the show was week....coulld of been better......is this true what im hereing about myspace chargeing $20 to get on......
awesome show! props to snoop for trying to revive careers and start new ones!
awesome show! props to snoop for trying to revive careers and start new ones!
Please cut loose Gyant AKA Steetz
http://sandrarose.com/2008/03/31/my-response-to-lloyd-dinwiddie-aka-gyant/
Last week, a fellow blogger called me to tell me that Lloyd T. Dinwiddie aka Gyant, had “lost his mind”. The friend said LT had written terrible things about me (mostly untrue) on his broke down website that he took out of mothballs for the sole purpose of putting me on blast.
I told my friend that I wasn’t interested in reading or responding to that foolishness. I added that whatever LT wrote is nothing compared to what has already been written by my other haters.
Then he read the worst of what LT/Gyant wrote:
“But on a side note to the lonely lesbian who lives with her mother. Your protection at least from me is over. If someone jumps you, or threatens to jump you in my presence I will step aside and let the ass whooping commence. This time though, I will probably just take pictures.”
Wow. After all I’ve done for him, he would wish physical bodily harm on me? He would take pleasure in photographing my broken body as I lay unconscious in the street?
Whatever reservations I had about continuing the beef evaporated when I heard that.
I had always suspected that LT aka Gyant, harbored a deep seated resentment towards females. There were all kinds of signs from the very beginning. Like the time he told me that Sohh.com was about to fire Natasha (of YBF) and give her job to him. He was ecstatic. He couldn’t stop talking about it. He took pleasure in knowing that she wasn’t aware the axe was about to drop.
When Natasha’s termination letter was ready, Gyant excitedly read it to me over the phone. Natasha hadn’t even received the letter yet
Mind you, I have no love for Natasha, but I did wonder why Gyant found such joy in taking her job when she’d never done anything to him personally.
But there were other signs that something wasn’t right with the boy. Like the time Gyant went missing for 3 days last year. Nobody knew where he was. Out of concern, I called his cell phone repeatedly, but got no response. when Gyant finally resurfaced on the 3rd day, he had a strange story to tell. He said he attended a house party where a man approached him and started a fight with him.
He claimed he didn’t know the man. he said they were both arrested and he was jailed for 3 days due to “a mix up” at the jail. he claimed jail officials “forgot” he was still in the holding cell until 3 days later.
As implausible as the story sounded - I believed him. The same day that LT resurfaced, he wrote a long post on the Sohh Atlanta blog detailing the fight at the house party and his subsequent ordeal at the jail. The post had nothing to do with Atlanta Hip Hop.
It was a bizarre post to say the least. Within minutes, the comments section on Sohh Atlanta exploded. His readers - who were far more observant than I was - lit his ass up! They saw through his lies immediately. The comments were brutal that day. Sohh.com’s IT department restored order to the comments section by deleting the entire post. Gyant and I thought the worst was over.
A week or so later, LT called me in a panic. He said one of his readers found his police report online and posted links to it all up and through the comments section on Sohh Atlanta. He mumbled something about a restraining order. He said Sohh’s IT dept. was attempting to block the reader’s IP address. But As fast as Sohh.com pulled the links down, readers were putting them back up. Gyant’s lies had finally caught up to him. He realized he had to come clean with me and tell me the truth.
He said he was arrested for violating an EPO, a restraining order taken out by a past lover. He admitted there was no fight. The “house party” was actually a down low house party. The man who took out the restraining order on Gyant was at the house party when Gyant arrived. The man called the police and Gyant was arrested.
I had to sit down. The conflicting stories were so confusing. I asked him why he made up a fake story about a fight that didn’t happen - AND posted it on Sohh.com when it wasn’t even necessary?
“I don’t knooowww!,” he wailed.
Right then I should have seen a BLIZZARD of red flags! I should have been swatting at red flags like they were a swarm of bees around my head. but instead, I took sympathy on Gyant. Sohh.com eventually deleted all the comments pertaining to the police report and the restraining order. But his readers never let him forget.
While the owner of the site continuously had his back throughout all the drama, he held nothing but contempt for her. He often said she was cheap and he got along better with her husband than he did with her. He said it bothered him that she wouldn’t pay him what he felt he was worth for writing 3 blogs.
About a month after he began his gig as Streetz (the female blogger), Gyant told me that Sohh.com’s owner contacted him to advise him to tone down his misogynistic language in his posts as Streetz. According to Gyant, she told him that, as a female herself, she strenuously objected to him referring to other females as a bitch and a whore in his posts.
He reluctantly agreed to tone it down. But later he called me after speaking with her. He was upset that the site owner didn’t understand that he wrote the Sohh Ya Heard blog “while in character” as a female. In my opinion, he couldn’t grasp the concept that while Sohh.com’s owner knew he was blogging as a female, she was a female herself who was offended by his language.
In my next installment, I’ll write about the day Gyant “accidentally” recorded an unfinished song while interviewing a well-known producer at his Atlanta studio. Gyant initially offered me the track - and I’m not gonna lie - I jumped at the opportunity to post it on my site. But then he changed his mind.
I thought he had an attack of conscience. But days later, on Nov. 22, 2007, the track appeared on a popular urban website. The song eventually made it to #1 on the charts this year.
SOHH BREEZY, WHAT THE DEAL MA. HOLLA AT ME, IT'S KINDA HOT. LATER.
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Watching that Snoop Dogg shit was just like watching Rick Flair's old ass in the wrestling ring. SAD
So sick of you crack babies always trying to decide who's "too old" to do his or her thing. Is Paul McCartney too old to give that one legged broad $48 million? Is Mick
Jagger too old to sell out stadia? Why don't you little jitterbugs shut your damn mouths? How's that? Snoop and Charlie can do what they want, they're official. It's you booger pickers who've yet to prove yourselves!!
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(The scene: Justin’s on Peachtree. Enter Matt Herbz. He sees Gyant sitting at a table in the corner finishing a slice of Key Lime pie. Herbz approaches the table.)
Matt Herbz: “The Fuck you call me here for, nigga?”
Gyant: “What’s up Matt? Have a seat! How’s it hanging, nigga?”
Matt Herbz: “Nigga, it don’t hang, it’ll put your mothafuckin eye out…and that’s the last mothafuckin gay-ass question you’re gonna ask me tonight. Hurry the fuck up because I don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea about me and you… Shit would be all over the Atlanta blogs tomorrow and I’m supposed to be retired.”
Gyant: “Well, Matt… You know, I just went along with that White Nigga thing of yours because I had nothing else. No fans, no readers…no one. I wanted to quit but then I thought “When I quit blogging, what am I gonna do, strip in a club?” My big ass would rip the pole out the ceiling! I don't know nothing else but gossip, baby--taking it, recycling it, shitting on some other small time bloggers.”
Herbz: “Yeah, I know how you do, you jive monkey. But that’s you, nigga. I’m different.”
Gyant: (Takes a sip of his Sex On The Beach and chuckles) “Shit, you know, you've got this fantasy in your head about getting outta the blog life and setting that other world on its ear. What the FUCK are you gonna do except blog on my shit, my nigga?”
Herbz: “Pimp, my nigga. Pimp… I’m gonna be straight pimpin on these hoes…”
Gyant: (Giggles) “Besides pimpin… You know these hoes today ain't built for a nigga like you. Now, Matt, I ain't putting you down. Shit, If it wasn't for you I probably wouldn't be here, I'd be ass-in-the-air and HIV’d out in some place. I'm just trying to make it real, baby, like it is.”
Herbz: “Don’t call me ‘baby,’ nigga; I’ll cut your mothafuckin throat.”
Gyant: “No offense, Matt, but maybe this blogging shit is what you're supposed to do with your life, maybe this is what you're growing to. Just think about it, don't throw it out, just listen: You're gonna keep blogging for me until I tell you to quit. And that’s that…”
Matt Herbz: “You don't own me, pig. And no motherfucker tells me when I can split.”
Gyant: “Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? I’m Gyant, nigga! I ate Sandra Rose and spit out Streetz. King Kong ain’t got shit on me!”
Matt Herbz: “I'm talking to you, you Gyant faggot. My name is Matteus Decimus Herbzius, Commander of the White Niggaz of the South, President of White Nigga Movement, loyal servant to the White Nigga race. Father to not a single child. Lover to over a million women. And I will have my vengeance on you, Gyant, on your blog or the next…”
(Matt quickly stands up, unholsters his stainless Colt 1911 and swings it around to aim at Gyant’s left multi-laned nostril but comes to his senses and replaces it back in its spot. Instead, he removes a flask of Hennessy from his jacket’s inside pocket, takes a long swig, then throws it at Gyant as Gyant ducks and yelps like a little girl. Herbz snaps his finger at his security, points to the door, then briskly walks out to his idling white on white Escalade.)
Matt Herbz: “Just when I thought I was out... They pull me back in…”
I agree with Too Old cause Madonna jus signed a 100 million dollar contract & no one's calling her OLD & she IS. Like Paul Mooney said White People worship THEIR stuff as far as entertainers sports figures etc. Which means THEY'LL never let u forget that person, black people we'll say so & so is old now then everyone soon forgets how that person has contributed to that art!! We must let OUR PEOPLE keep goin like they do!! (The Paul McCartney's, Madonna's, Mick Jaggers, The Aerosmith's_ all Old as dirt!!)
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