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Finding videos that you posted 2 years ago and totally forgot about but randomly come across your original post and hit play
I am finally getting around to listening to his Baby Jesus mixtape from last summer after seeing this. I liked him on the hustle gang tape and that joint with El Dorado so let’s see what up with this.
Celebrating @williemaze’s birthday with sets by
@Sergdun of Stay Hatin’ and Beer and Rap
Plus your last chance to get your nails laced by @FLOSSGLOSS before they head off to the big apple
Finna go down tonight! I’m bringing a lot of slow angry raps, heavy on that 60-70bpms
I Lived Like It Was 1996 for a Week
During the past year, magazines have bombarded us with “the return of the 90s.” Clothes, art, music: all of it rolls through the rotating door of style. What’s with this bullshit? Seriously, who would want to return to an era where the only positive aspect is that people from the 80s can remember their youth? I was born in 1993. I don’t give a fuck.
In that era, children played with Pogs, Pokémon cards, and Tamagotchi. The computers were dumber than humans, and the internet consisted of 3,000 nerds. As for cell phones, they existedbut no one had them—apart from your super-modern uncle, maybe.
Twenty-year-olds and teens lived without much: VHS movies, video games, making plans to meet up via their parents’ corded phones, and going to the movies as often as possible, checking the times through Moviefone. There wasn’t anything fantastic going on. What do people miss so much about it, then? This is what I wanted to find out.
I prohibited myself from using all technological inventions from after 1996 for a week. That means seven days. No more cell phone, no more computer, no more internet, no more DVDs, no more iPhone—I’m not going to make a detailed list, but basically nothing remained. I had to force myself to listen to No Doubt. I’d never lived like this. I had no idea what to do with the boredom.
So which Vice editor’s girlfriend is this?
This is lazy garbage.
This is some lazy ass revisionist bullshit. Brick ass cellphones? I knew high school kids with sprint candy bar phones in 96, pagers were dissappearing in 94, This lazy ass cries because the vcr has no cables? Dog the same shit would happen with your fucking bluray shit for brains. The inability to read a map has nothing to do with living in a digital age, it has to do with you being a fucking idiot. Come on, 96 had dial up, it wasn’t the fastest but it wasn’t NO internets, goddamn mapquest was around dummy. This supid ass couldn’t find a mexican restaurant? She gave up on the tv because there was no remote? Shit what is she going to do when the batteries go out on her plasma? This bitch’s life is goddamn pathetic.
K-Rob & High Priest - Live (198?)
I forgot to share this earlier but here is K-Rob of “Beat Bop” fame and DJ High Priest of Gray rocking at some moment back in the day. K-Rob later had some success as a behind the boards, first producing the now sought after indie rap joint “Who You Be" for Bro-N-X and then lacing a little known rapper by the name of Shawn Carter with a few beats.
Listen to: East N.Y (520) by Zackey Force Funk
Listening to old Stay Hatin episodes and revisiting how fucking great this song is. Fuck all the people who thought it was too weird, this shit jams hard.
Blood Money coming through with that mysogonist aquatune on his new tape. Rapping over his own aquatuning so you fully understand that there are some bitches in the crowd that he doesn’t like and will push them if they think he is a trick when he tried to glo them. When he’s done being mad at women he gets mad at dudes but nowhere near as long is disappointing, I was waiting for him to hate some more people. That’s raps for you I guess but man I keep listening to this because it sounds dense and I like the idea of yelling I see some bitches in the crowd at hella dudes. With this and his other joint Fuck You I’m already fucking with this dudes angry raps, I’m with it.
The appeal of the layering in this shit too is way more digestible for me when it comes to aquatune. Like yeah I can ride around to Go To Jail and shit but like that new Durk tape has a bunch of that shit too but after a minute it’s like yo I need someone to rap real quick because all this singing in wearing me out man. If dudes just rode that shit out and straight rapped over it to make it hella dense I’d be all good with this whole style. I want this whole aquatune shit to start getting hella sludgy with it, layer that shit so fucking heavy and start fucking with vocals to add new dimensions to the sounds.