Tomorrow night, Boston pays homage to the wizardry of  the Walt Whitman of Wu Tang. Considered to be The Greatest Man Alive since E.S.T. The Acknickulous One, Chris Faraone is poised to bask in his well deserved moment in the sun 3/1 @ The Good Life.

Join us as the JTTS staff rages to Adele and Homeboy Sandman all night long. Trees will arrive proclaiming he isn’t drinking for the night. Marty will have several quick conversations devoid of eye contact. Knife will come to the dj booth 12 times and turn down my volume. Yukonn will only mingle with other big burly types, and whatever JKFGT is doing, I can’t co-sign.  Meanwhile, I’ll be itching for the night to end so I can hit this biddy up at The Hyatt  with $80 for the half hour.

i swagged this one out for Treez…..his clothes are all Purple for all his haters who say he’s not really down w/ the new school hip-hop era movement….i added the the Wu-Tang tat for official status and my 2yr old son wanted in, so he threw some Blood red on the fitted

this is my “what if DJ Knife was really Faraone” look. Purped out eye bags (found on both Knife and Faraone)…..1 of a kind fitted Phoenix hat (spelt wrong to avoid being sued by either him or the paper he works for)……and of course the real official Faraone-Tang back tattoo he has that i redid w/ crayons.

so his boy has a site called Put That Shit On The List (add .com) in which he “interviewed” him and after reading some of his comments i drew pictures based on his ACTUAL comments…..

Q: How would you like to die?

A: “With a boner.”

see you guys thursday!

After winning the Stanley Cup left wing Bruin Brad Marchand decided to celebrate all things Wu-Tang and his own growing aliases, by teaming up with The Boston Sports Apparel CO. to design his own line of gear.

He utilizes Boston’s own Akrobatik for a FreEP  titled “Enter Tha 63 Chambahs”.

I’ll be honest, the little beard i have has nothing to do w/ the Bruins….

i went to 1 game last year and lost some more of my hearing after the Hat Trick that went down…

i’m not a huge Bruin’s fan (but do like seeing Italian chicks w/ bleach blond hair at the games dressed in black n gold) but i DO like Akro….

so if ya like me then its worth a listen and if ur a real Bruins fan then here’s the link to get all the songs

http://www.sharebeast.com/g54tatjokgrv

P.S. sorry this has nothing to do w/ swag, Lin, cats, the color purple, occupying something, politics, Twitter or Knife

at a glance dude looks like the Alchemist……

and Al-J w/ the foul play….that guys crazy

beats tight too but you be the judge….shout out to Leedz!

I wasn’t gonna post this here. By the time I jumped on JTTS, both Trees and Marty had already written about CZARFACE, and I figured that I’d tend only to the Phoenix blog. But then I noticed the low quality of their coverage – a re-printed press release, and some sort of insider spiel from Caballero. Anyhow, while I wrote this post with a less rap-nerdy audience than JTTS in mind, I thought that some younger readers could use the history, and that an older reader (perhaps Eso himself) could point me in the direction of the Elemental column I’m referring to…

There’s no such thing as seriously awesome news in hip-hop anymore. Everything has more or less been done. Twice. If Tupac returned from Hawaii to cut a track with Sam Adams about how much he loves the FCC, I might find it blog-worthy. But if there’s a marathon of some Angie Harmon show or another on TNT, then forget about it. You’ll just have to read about it elsewhere.

Still I jumped at today’s news that Boston’s 7L&Esoteric are collaborating on a joint project, amazingly titled CZARFACE, with Wu-Tang’s Inspectah Deck. The reaction was probably because I consider myself an insider geek in the local scene, and, under most circumstances, would have known about this from the minute that Deck texted Eso to confirm. Rap music is supposed to pack an element of surprise, though – or at least it’s better when there is one. This shit really toppled me. So here I am.

I also appreciate how this isn’t out of nowhere – the result of an amusing studio session, in which a bunch of guys who like smoking blunts smoke a whole bunch of blunts together and decide to collaborate on a box set. There’s an interesting history between Deck and Esoteric, as the latter documented in a legendary Elemental Mag column (which I can’t find, so please shoot it over if you have a scan), and has told several times since. They met recording “Speaking Real Words” on some pay-to-play shit – one of the earliest documented instances of an up-and-coming underground act securing a verse from such a prominent MC. But over time, Deck came to respect the duo for their skill and hustle, and just last year collaborated on the full-circle banger “12^th Chamber.”

Lastly, this announcement has me psyched about the possibilities for Wu-Tang soldiers moving forward. We’ve heard Ghostface with Termanology and Action Bronson. Slaine rocked the U-God album. The Think Differently project was fucking fascinating. But the thought of this whole new wilderness is one that I truly hope materializes. In the least it’s enough to get me blogging about hip-hop.

this was titled “Chris Lil Dick Faraone“.

This is one of TWO entries I have received thus far for the Chris Faraone art show and the other entry was from DJ ON & ON..

Are you fucking serious America? Is Chris Faraone simply that unimportant that you cannot take 15 minutes out of your life and submit a drawing, painting, sketch, or photoshop.

You have ONE MONTH left to submit something relevant to Chris Faraone.

A haiku, a poem, a stick figure fucking an occupy protester.. who gives a shit.

GIVE ME SOMETHING!

For rules: CLICK HERE

If you’ve no clue what I’ve been up to since September, then you must have missed the perpetual flatulence that my JTTS colleagues have blown in my direction over the past few months. In that event I can only assure you that I was working on a project that’s at least half as important as my duty here, which is primarily to remind one and all that any hip-hop recorded after 2001 is guilty until proven innocent.

By now it’s no secret that the shit-ass Frat Rap Tumblr is nominated for a Phoenix award, while the illustrious JumpTheTurnStyle is not. Anyone who thinks I’m the reason for that is precisely right; on account of an obvious potential conflict of interest, we can’t nominate a blog that I personally fuck with. Which raises the serious issue of whether Chris Faraone – the swiftest damn punslinger on this motherfuck – even writes for JTTS anymore.

As a matter of fact I do. I’ve just been equal parts lazy, busy, and inebriated, not to mention in need of a significant break from hip-hop. You see, I’m completely comfortable with being that old guy who hates every shred of success that Lil Flame and Waka Flocka Wayne attain, but it takes a whole lot of work to identify the errs of my contemporaries and recommend substantial alternatives to needy rap fans. I can only prop Action Bronson so many times. It’s ridiculous already.

Which is why I’m making a commitment to start listening to shitty hip-hop. Or southern hip-hop. Or whatever the stupid kids and college pukes are calling it these days. I’ll be taking all of your suggestions – even though most of you don’t know shit about rap music, and are probably still reeling from your cheap two-month tango with dubstep, which still doesn’t show up in my spellcheck, and probably never will now that I declared it dead and done.

So here’s the big, unanswerable question: what did I miss during my hiatus? I got that new Homeboy Sandman shit, and it’s amazing. Also feeling the new Jake the Snake, and looking forward to what Reks has cooking. There’s a new Tajai album in my box that I’ll be bumping, and I heard that I should check the new Copywrite. And Blacastan too. Word to Blacastan. But otherwise, why shouldn’t I have taken a few months off? Fuck you. And did I mention Action Bronson?

Lastly – I just wanted to make one last point about how the scum-sucking Frat Rap Tumblr is nominated for the Phoenix Best poll while this blog isn’t. The other reason for the omission is that, to be frank, I don’t trust Trees around awards. The last time he wrapped his no-good libertarian fist around a trophy, dude started cursing out his friends for no reason. Haven’t seen him that mad since he lost funding to star as Rick Moranis in the sketchy interpolation skin flick, Honey I Blew the Kids.

So I’m returning home. At least as much as I can be for now. I actually have a bunch of emails and press releases that I need to mush through my meat grinder and get up on this blog. But other than that I’ll be pushing my new book, which I don’t really expect anyone who frequents JTTS to be interested in anyway. I’m heading to SXSW in a few weeks, and will no doubt return with a whole heap of hip-hop to hate on. That’s my promise. My name is Chris Faraone, and I approve this message.

Like I said – Kenny Powers ain’t the only one back on the mound.

By now you all know that the BPDNews.com website was hacked by Anonymous over retaliation for their – in all honesty – incredible work and peaceful, thought-out, and downright gold standard dealings with the terrorist movement known as Occupy Boston.

Well the website is back up and they thought it would be funny to troll Anonymous.

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This video symbolizes every interaction I’ve ever had with Boston Police.

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I used to work with Will C. He quit abruptly and disappeared off the face of the planet. Rumors began to circulate about his whereabouts..

“He is a professional dog walker”…

“He has been listening to a lot of Brian Wilson”..

“He got naked, took acid in the desert with Shamans, and began chanting about the multi dimensional relationships between matrices and hyper matrices when viewed on multilinear maps”..

Really odd shit..

Anyway, we know where we was now. Crafting a fucking brilliant soundscape called “Adieu Or Die” in which he reworked a grip of Beach Boys classics. This is about as music nerd as it gets folks, so naturally – the results are amazing.

DOWNLOAD HERE: Adieu or Die! (FREE DOWNLOAD)

and see Will C’s description hurr:

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Sadly we lost a GREAT one in the Boston music scene…..I hate having to poast this but after the conversation I had w Checkmark I feel it’s only right to remember someone who I had much respect for and a great many times with…….from the 15 passenger van we took up to a show in N.H. in 98′ to the show we did in R.I at a out door skate park. The Flunkies had some good times and most of them had EB at the helm. I’ll miss you brother, your music will live on forever.

This is my favorite Eddie Bones verse….hope you feel the same

These words come from his brother and long time music partner Checkmark……he puts it perfectly and if you knew EB you’d agree.

The World lost another good man last night, and Heaven gained a hardworking Angel.. He’s in a better place. Erik’s last couple years were a living torture for him. He was a hands-on, “stand up” type of guy who had to sit back and watch the World move around him. It ate him up that he didn’t have the ability to contribute more than words, thoughts and feelings since his accident. Erik was a DO-er and never wanted to rely on others to take care of him. In remembering Bones, don’t think of the dude in the wheelchair.. Remember him in his finest hours, whether on stage with a mic in his hand and the spotlight on him, or the proud Father, pushing his daughter on a swing. He already endured the tough times, living, and now he can relax at ease, and be the Angel to guide Marley through life with a much more powerful impact. My Brother got his wings now. No more chair. No more relying on anyone to do the simple things that we all take for granted. God took him from his challenged position, and gave him the opportunity to make things better for his Mom, Daughter, and Woman.. The next week or so will be difficult, but things happen the way they are supposed to. This too shall pass.. Erik went out as he lived- a fighter. Not fighting senselessly, but fighting with purpose. He wanted people to just be BETTER. He wanted us to learn the TRUTH, and not settle for face value. He believed in “each one, teach one”. His life was cut WAY short, but he’s also left a lot behind to live on for him, most importantly, Marley and his Mom, and also his Music.. Remember the good times, and create your own new ones, with him in mind. All I ask is, don’t get DRUNK and mourn for him. Hug your kids, and love your Mom for him. Be a better person for him. Make the most of your time on the earth for him, and be happy for each living, breathing, MOVING day.. In the words of my Brother- “One Love, One God”.

my boy Edo’s still doin it……real nice on the mic (not so much w/ returning calls)

i’ll tell ya i don’t know much about these G Dot & Born fellas but i’m feeling this…..take a listen guys