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To put it simply, this is Talib Kweli going over J Dilla‘s “Bye” off Donuts.

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Simply put, this is MF Doom and Guilty Simpson rapping over J Dilla‘s “Mash” off Donuts.

I’ve been utilizing the homework edit of this instrumental to get through the audio-unnecessary extended moments of my workday. This is the dozenth track of Masta Ace‘s and his Incorporation’s 1995 Sittin’ on Chrome.

I had a long talk with Ace during my time as a DJ at WMUA and he told me five artists to know. One was Jesse West and I recently posted a song by him. This was his response:

“This is Madness” is the 6th track of West’s No Prisoners from 1989. It’s not on the internet, or at least not within reach of my internet abilities. My only choice is to by the record and play it on a turntable when I get a chance. And when Masta Ace makes a recommendation I accept.

Here’s 3 minutes of the hour-long conversation we had:

Long have I searched for this song.

Long have I waited.

It’s here.

Illa J, Frank Nitt and the Potatohead People (Nick Wisdom & Astrological) have been putting out some seriously good music over the past couple months. What I like about Illa J, in this song particularly, is his rap diction. Now I know some linguistics nerds could tell me exactly why I like it, but I just recommend taking 2.5 minutes to see for yourself.

Here’s another example:

He thinks he’s Michael Cera. And for good reason, too.

*Disclaimer* All of the following media was taken with my iPhone, and I realize its sinful.

November 28th, Paradise Rock Club, Boston. It was freezing, but seeing as how I’ve never been as hyped for any concert as this in all my life, I didn’t notice much.

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^That’s my girlfriend by the way, isn’t she beautiful?^

Run The Jewels, to me, is hip hop right now. Their music plucked one of my heart strings that I never knew existed — I’m sure many of us have had a similar experience in our lives, not necessarily limited to music.

After a tasteful aperitif of Despot and Ratking, the eponymous duo stepped out of the shadows to “We Are the Champions”,  and immediately cannonballed into “Run The Jewels” (off the album Run The Jewels by the artists Run The Jewels).

The next 75 minutes or so was a blur. If I hadn’t stuck my phone in the air every so often to contextualize the night, I would have just flashes of moshing, rap-screaming along at the top of my lungs as if they had to hear me alone, and hanging onto every word of the soliloquies the two would orate between songs.

They just had so much fun the whole time.

I got to see my favorite people making music right now perform what is going to be (in my mind) the album of the year, at a tiny venue. When everyone else and I reluctantly and lethargically made our way towards the doors when it was over, I only then realized how raspy my voice was, how a muffled veil had fallen over my right ear, and how hungry I was for fast food. In that moment, it felt so damn wonderful to be alive.

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Apparently, many people don’t like spoken word ‘skits’ that may artists feature on albums. Allow me to provide some vindication, as many artists cannot fully understand the latent power these interludes contain.

This was the first track I listened to today, and now I have an energy that I will be sporting all day, hopefully beyond.

Shoutout to Big Rube

I’ll be honest, I’m halfway through this track and I’ve already committed to posting it. Keep an eye peeled for OverDoz‘s debut, 2008.

I feel very sad that I feel off of Chip tha Ripper‘s career after the name change. I can’t tell if it’s a familiarity thing or I’m just not trying to deal with that kind of an organizational upheaval on my iTunes. It’s probably just because I think Chip tha Ripper is a cool ass name.

Sometimes, when I’m bored and lonely, I’ll dabble in poetic devices and write some rhymes of my own. I give myself many pseudonyms, with Young Father being my favorite. I meant it to be tongue in cheek, not knowing that someone more devoted to the craft than I was succeeding under a similar name.

This single by the Scottish trio has poignant, melancholy rhymes; a melodic, buzzing, lo-fi weightiness; ethereal voiceplay and a dash of African tribal music.

I’ll be dissolving the rapper known as Young Father now.

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