Is this still a blog…?
The ever elusive and creative Will C. is back in full effect – brandishing an Omega Supreme Soundwave.
Last we spoke, he was thriving off slutty Coloradans and legal kush after fleeing bullshit ass Maine. I really mean that about slutty Colorado bitches…only Floridian tang is dirtier.
Anyways, Will C. delivers once again with a video chock full o’ visual nuts – all up in ya mouth.
Peep the flavor – but don’t get too close – That Omega Supreme Soundwave will getcha. Getcha good. Understood?
…And who can forget this Will C. classic? Shhheeeeeeit.
Pre-Illmatic, before he dropped the Nasty.
First Music From Porn Theatre Ushers (P.T.U.) in TEN YEARS – Mardi Gras – EXCLUSIVE FULL AUDIO STREAMTuesday, March 4th, 2014
It’s fucking Fat Tuesday ya’ll.
There is no better way to celebrate this momentous day than by getting absolutely annihilated off of gallons of shitty 3000 calorie daiquiris and passing out drunk in the doorway to a bar on Bourbon St., waking up and finding that someone had their way with your wallet and your private parts.
The second best way to celebrate is with some new music from PTU – the homies Mister Jason and Nabo Rawk. Legendary Boston underground rap celebrities.
They last released a record 10 years ago. We haven’t heard a collabo since. They are also releasing a new album in a few months / weeks (?) called CONDUCTING A CLINIC.
These guys make incredible music together. Big fans at JTTS.
Peep the new track, Mardi Gras – it’s a banger in the classic vibe of the PTU’s.
EXCLUSIVE JTTS STREAM:
Purchase here: ITUNES
Don’t get it twisted, I still hate this blog.
Finishing up the album this week, and looking forward to a shitload of shows and seedy hotel rooms. Here go a likkle taste. We call this one “Bigger Than The Building”, from the upcoming album The Great Man Theory. This one is produced by D Money with cuts by Reel Drama. NODOZ murks it. Now back to my crazy life.
A few months back, a new roomie moved in. We got along fine. The bonding moments were sparse but solid: football Sundays, the occasional movie, an episode of The Newsroom here or there. But then an idea dawned on me—we’d up the ante and start watching The Wire, embarking on a quest through the corners, ports, skyscrapers, and interrogation rooms of Baltimore. Shit was about to get real.
It’s no surprise that the show stands up well, but I was shocked by the musical gems that were unearthed while watching it again. I perked my ears up several times, pulling out my phone like Omar’s double-barreled shotgun to Shazam the tracks.
Seeing Bone Thugs in a basement-like venue is both intimate and weirdly anachronistic. It’s cozy because it’s 1000 degrees, the epitome of a sweatbox. Getting a drink spilled on you is inevitable. Then comes the anachronism. Just looking at Bizzy Bone’s style—hoodie with jewels printed all over it, ill-fitting backwards snapback, long cornrows, etc—teleported me back to middle school.
Suddenly, I felt like I was listening to “1st of tha Month” for the first time in my basement, back in the 8th grade. It truly is 1999 Eternal with these guys.
“So nerdy, but the flow wordy.”
It’s easy to hate on Childish Gambino, but dude is getting doper. Sure, his new album Because the Internet is part of a larger story based on a 76-page screenplay about Rick Ross’s future unborn son. It’s a dubious move, since concept albums are a slippery slope and best left to the Beatles.
But then he comes by Sway and drops this meta freestyle over Drake’s “Pound Cake.” Andy Kaufman would co-sign this schtick. Who has a conversation mid-rhyme?
This is deeper than rap.
Pretty solid old man rap coming from the Native Tongues.
Download this here. Stream below.
This is interesting.
Did A$AP Mob travel back to 1995 and record this record.
Mef kinda fucking kills this.
WU TANG WEDNESDAY.
Pretty much all of my frangs worked hard on this book including Marty (that kid that used to blog here) and myself. Please make sure to pick up a copy this Friday.. peep the limited swag it comes with.