Every six months Chris Faraone makes a “comeback” attempt on JTTS.
Every six years Ma$e makes a “comeback” attempt at rap.

Fara1′s comebacks fail miserably, usually ends up being clowned by the staff and visitors of JTTS, and then he heads back off into the shadows to promote his Occupy Movement.
Ma$e’s comebacks fail miserably, usually ends up being clowned by Dipset, and then he heads back off into the shadows to promote his religious movement.

They aren’t so different Ma$e and Fara1 are they..

Anyway.. Nice to Ma$e and Diddy together again..

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DOWNLOAD: French Montana, Diddy, Wale, + Ma$e – Slight Work RMX

Wale is terrible, always has been. French Montana is like every slow “hustlin” Puerto Rican I knew growing up in East Hartford that thinks they can rap.

PS.. This is why Ma$e is coming back:

Ma$e Reportedly Owes $125K in Back Taxes via HipHopDX

As you know.. I’m a fan of these dudes.

I love these boutique rare rap record labels. I love how they charge a premium too – suck the money out the nerds and the heads.. fuck it. It keeps them rare and collectible. Nah mean. Instant value. I know it’s a big nerd debate too.. “keep the music low cost.. blah blah blah”. capitalism bitches! aint’ it beautiful?!

Peep the samples:

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Ice-T apparently killed shit at The 2012 Sundance Film Festival with his documentary. Doesn’t seem like any major revelations are shed in this flick, but it looks entertaining enough. Here go the trailer.

Here go a clip featuring Nasir.

Here go Coco’s husband on some boring shit  introducing his film at Sundance.

 Here go Coco’s camel toe.

There are some events that warrant my coming out of temporary rap writing retirement to light a post up. One of those occasions is when my favorite rap troupe to come out of Boston in a minute teams up with an MC who I hold on a pedestal above all others.

The other instance, that in this case called for me to get blogging, was that the resulting track of the scenario described above – despite being low down, thoughtful, and filthy underground – got a small slice of commercial shine, and is featured in the new Converse X UNDFTD ad.

Grey Sky Appeal and Qwel – Brains by greyskyappeal

Of course I’m talking about the union of Grey Sky Appeal and Qwel, the combined product of which I’m pleased to drop right here, right now. It’s called “Brains,” and if you fucking have any, then you’re already bobbing your head despite the absence of a bag of dicks.

This fucking shit bangs like Friday night with a fistful of Bolivian marching powder, plus packs that utilitarian gusto that GSA and Qwel can be relied on to push heavily. There may be “100,000 MCs who all sound the same” – many of whom get love on this blog regularly – but you won’t find any of that shit here. Not on my watch.

From GSA:

Grey Sky Appeal and Galapagos4 recording artist Qwel present their first single ‘BRAINS’ aka Cervelle de veau, off their upcoming EP, OCCAM’S RAZOR. Release date to be announced soon; pre-sales will be EXCLUSIVELY through UGHH.com

Check this GSA shit from SXSW too

Shit We Like at JTTS for this weekend:

Creepy Freaky Fever Night

J-Zone

Frank White x Mister Jason x Flavorheard

spinning Hip Hop x Reggae x Funk x House x Disco

Children of the Black Rainbow Art Show 8-10 pm w/ free PBR

Giveaways from Creep Street x Johnny Cupcakes x Sigg

Good Life, 28 Kingston St., Downtown.

Sat April 14 x 8pm x $5 (after 11)

#bitch

Black EL x Durkin decided to collaborate with Steady Leanin’ and chop and screw “Mission Control,” which can be found on their most recent release, The Collage EP. Came out real dope. #CLXVDS

Before we get into the shenanigans this video is hard not to like……

It has flexi-gold-half-naked chicks that ON & ON would pay AT LEAST a solid $75 for 20 mins raw (more for less cuz the video credits ya bird)…

it also has a skull, tons of fake money, a boombox, a SK8BOARD!!!, a highly trained Tiger and that Ludacris effect where the heads are big to avoid the really tight jean thing thats goin on, plus “the best rapper alive” uses a Jay-Z line and claims it as his own.

what I’m tryin to say is I told ya he was gonna be the next YM dude after Flake Drake and what happened?

he made a song that was covered by CATS…you know Treez’ favorite animal to poast about, yea cats rapped that hit song “Rack City”  ….. dont act like you dont know either. i dont wanna fckn hear it either, if poasts about cats are gonna go up then i poasting about cats muthafckrs. this is beyond pitures, this is real life….

you dont see DMX dog videos goin viral do ya? HUH? thats what i thought….suck it

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“i miss Guru, FUCK how Solar feels”

not sure if this is too hip-hop for anybody here but nobody spoke about this so im puttin it out there…..you dont like it thats cool just remember you have to go thru life knowing you suck….

for the record i always hated E-40….thought he sucked hard and couldnt understand why people like Knife and Jiggy (both highly trained in the art of hip-hop & house music) would boast about someone like this…….some time later i heard “super sic wid it” “ima D-boy” & “king of rock” and i then knew what those 2 ravers where talking about….

now mind you i havent gone outta my way for any E-40 but my Sirius XM was bumpin this the other day and i almost swerved off the road in my scraper to relapse on a flavored dutch dipped in a cup of liquid perc’s while wearing an over sized jersey……i didnt but the whole scene flashed before me, anyways peep his “sucka repellent” flow

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New York, 1986: a city of big dreams and equally big problems. Like New York itself, hip-hop music encompassed both of these human conditions. But hip-hop and its cultural birthplace shared other important characteristics, too: the desire to always be original, a hustle-to-survive ambition, and – if the stars aligned – the ability to come out on top, no matter what the odds.

Dutch filmmaker, journalist and rap fanatic Bram Van Splunteren stepped into the city for one intense week in 1986. He was armed with five things: a camera crew, a map, a deep respect for the hip-hop artform, a list of phone numbers, and a burning desire to get to the bottom of what this still-growing subculture was all about. By the time he left, he had the answers he needed, along with a treasure trove of golden video footage. Tragically, these images never returned from Europe, languishing in obscurity from hip-hop’s homeland for more than a quarter-century. Until now.

Big Fun in the Big Town is about hip-hop when artistry in the game was still at its center. When skills, not hype, got you your first record deal. When Run-DMC took the reins from Doug E Fresh and Grandmaster Flash, paving the way for hundreds of other hitmakers to follow. When a chart-topping LL Cool J still lived with his Grandmother. When the Latin Quarter was the club to be at on any weekend night. And when artists from all backgrounds could taste their own pop chart dreams, just beyond their reach but still seemingly attainable.

This essential, fast-paced documentary shows hip-hop from just about every angle, and approaches its subjects with a journalistic sobriety and respect rarely given to this oft-misunderstood artform and culture, even to this day. It presents worldwide superstars and aspiring rappers, dancers and beatboxers on an even playing field, reminding us that rap was once a wide-open game for anyone with talent to grab at the brass ring of fame.

Commercially available for the first time ever after more than 25 years, Big Fun in the Big Town is nothing short of a revelation.

Guess who wrote the liner notes to this one..

Yep.

Apparently he also has a secret plan for JTTS so we can finally make some money?

iIdo remember a time where LMNO and the Visionaries were known over here on the east…

so what happened?

well some of the mutual friends hit me off with this and I was “OH OK, OK”

CursedOut does it big on this, the beat reminds me of some old Lik’s shit too and well i like it.. you do you tho

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My cousin Frank Owino Owano Ojino Ochieng discusses Kanye West at nauseum.

My other cousin Sammy Ojino Ojambo Oreilly Ochieng waiting for the bus around the way.

Damn.

Look how our girl done come up.

First the Action Bronson video, now she touches the face eXquire.

Biggest hip-hop blog star I know.

I see you #whitechocolatedrizzle

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Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire – Now A Nigga Rappin

When I started with my current employer almost two years ago, there were about 60 employees in our office. Now, there are about 400 employees in the office. Rapid growth brings many challenges, but no challenge is more taxing on my sanity than the amount of idiots that need to be hired in order grow at such a fast pace. Here are examples of two such idiots who work in my office…

This gentleman seems nice enough, but I don’t like him for the following reason. He once couldn’t find a green racquetball that he keeps on his desk, so he berated everyone who sat near him in an attempt to identify the hiding place of his green racquetball. After his inquisition bore no fruit, he decided to write the following message on a post-it note and place it on a door in the office in a high traffic area. You should read the note as if you are on the brink of an emotional breakdown because, judging by his actions, this was the mind state of this gentlemen when he drafted his post-it announcement. It read as follows, “If you have my green racquetball return it. It is not yours. I belongs to me. – Josh”

It must be noted that this kid is perhaps 23 at the oldest and completely fucking bald. This may not seem important now, but it will be. I found this guy’s note to be off-putting due to the severity of the tone, and I found the guy to be a whiny little bitch, so I decided that I should fuck with him. I took a post-it note, drew a large arrow on it that pointed to his post-it note on the door, and wrote the following message, “If you took his hair, please return it. It is not yours. Thanks”.  I had the note on the door for maybe 20 seconds before my manager told me to take it down, but it’s the thought that counts. Anyway, here’s this asshole rapping…

I don’t know anything about the kid behind Bri Unit (below), but I like his style. Apparently, he’s been going around the office telling all the girls that he’s a rapper and pointing them in the direction of this youtube video to justify his claim. It’s a perfect way to get fired…

“When I say ‘in the’ you say ‘butt’”?