Black Moon‘s performing their debut album Enta Da Stage tonight accompanied by live instrumentals at Southpaw. Opening performances by fellow Boot Camp bredren Smif-N-Wessun and Sean P, along with Iron Solomon and Mr. Mothafuckin’ Exquire. Tickets will only run your pockets a $10, scoop your right to enter here.
Classic Video Music Box “Nervous Thursday” segment with Crazy Sam on the scene of a ’95 Harlem anti-police brutality rally with community leaders, radio personalities, and some of the hip hop’s elite. All of you youngins, don’t get it twisted, the abuse of power and authority by government issued thirstbuckets has always been an issue in the city, just that it’s easier for us to document the atrocities with today’s everyday-carry technology. This is especially golden since last week’s horrendous events, downtown.
Highlights include commentary/points made by: Crazy Sam, Group Home, Smif-N-Wessun, Frankie Cutlass, and Lauryn Hill. Other cats you’ll see and hear from: Jeru Da Damaja, OC, Top Dog (O.G.C.), DJ S&S, Method Man, Cash Money Click (Ja Rule and Irv way before the Def Jam deal), Wyclef, and then some.
I can’t front, some of the rhetoric is on that public access/Two-Fifth Israelite steez (ahem…Jeru…ahem), but that’s what it was at the time. At least cats were willing unify and speak out without the big corporate sponsor shitshow…and many of these people were rap’s posterchildren, at the time. Imagine any one of these popular newfangled rappers, mainstream or street-level, doing something like this without a reality show camera crew. Quoting some ill theories on history and government hierarchy? Never would happen, especially not on any major/daytime media outlet. Even with the freedom of the Internet, these younger MC’s are too caught up in acting like they’re starlets, sharing the spotlight with the headliners of Hot97′s Summer Jam. Fuck outta here. The caliber of character behind the talent is at disgustingly low levels these days.
Part 2 (ill bit about Elvis Presley and Method Man on a bus)
Bloomberg‘s foot soldiers once again showing their collective asses.
What was, at first, a peaceful event for Smif-N-Wessun and Pete Rock’s Monumental album release, ultimately malformed into a display of grotesque ignorance and tactlessness by the most heavily-armed gang in the city, the boys in blue (and no, I definitely am not talking about any Crips). Apparently, a single altercation OUTSIDE of the venue brought on the rushing gaggles of soldiers and pepper spray fog cover. Mind you, it was the evening of the 3rd to last day of the month – the answer to all of this nonsense is not as confusing as how that just read (think about how else they’d reach those end of the month quotas). Nothing new here, just further documentation on the fact that New York’s Finest simply practice anti-concern, intolerance, and brute force – no questions asked.
Now I have a question. Since when has a public event (even if teetering on becoming a so-called situation) reaped any peace-restoring benefits from police intervention? Maybe in a small domestic dispute between a couple, or the chance petty-theft-turned-1-block-chase scenario, but in community-type instances, the NYPD‘s patented style of flexing their menace (read: crowd control) has only quickened the climb from stability to red button magnitudes (read: non-civility). Perhaps greeting the people, whom you’ve sworn to serve and protect, with swinging nightsticks and hands on holstered firearms just isn’t the best way to start a conversation on defusing any loom-heavy tensions. Pardon me, I forgot about the Mace and Tasers.
That just shows exactly how these droids are (mis-)wired. By now, any half-awake 10-year-old knows that the image of an officer putting in effort to relate to the common citizen is simply some press conference podium hype, tell me, a born and bred New Yorker of 30 years, otherwise.
Coincidentally, I just found out that Mace was originally manufactured by Lake Erie Chemical (as “Chemical Mace”), an underling of Smith & Wesson (the New England-based arms maker). Ain’t that some shit?
Thankfully, the rumors of Pete Rock’s wife and daughter being harmed in the midst of the chaos were false. Unfortunately, the same cannot be said about many other people and their friends and loved ones.
Smif-N-Wessun and Pete Rock not only drop their new effort Monumental today, but new visuals for “That’s Hard” featuring Styles P and Sean Price are in too. And if you’re in or around the Apple check the trio tonight at Tammany Hall (152 Orchard St.) for the album’s release party, entrance is free with a RSVP to: email@example.com — check the official flyer.
Some producers who’ve put together some of the illest hip hop full-lengths speak on another one of the greatest producers, and rap duos, and why the combination will make for a listening experience so seldom felt these days. The importance of both legacy and loyalty.
Pete Rock and Smif-N-Wessun‘s Monumental, out June 28, via Duck Down Records.
Random Axe linked up with Roc Marciano for the latest cut they’ve decided to showcase off their LP, which is set to release next week on June 14th. The group also has a show with Smif N Wessun at the Highline Ballroom on June 21st, more info here.
Holy shit. I swear I was just thinking back and reminiscing about this fuckin’ gem of a NYC public access show, Indiesent Exposure, while getting over a long night of “head trauma” (probably due to the host, Johnny B-High, and his on-camera m.o. – seriously, every segment opened the same way). As a younger fuck, I was kinda thrown off by JBH’s appearance, at first, with money lookin’ like a straight metalhead-stoner more than the typical Hip Hop head (black down, the very-fitted jeans, the long hair, brolic goatee, the crazy shades and snapback caps years after they went out from their 80′s explosion)…but after a few eps, and seeing who he ran with and consistently supported, I came to realize that he had more of a Rick Rubin steez going on…and shit was very official as the show featured ill interviews such as the following joint with a ’95 Smif & Wessun talking about their amazing debut, Dah Shinin’ (homeboy constantly bigged up the entire Duck Down team – Shuckie Duckie and Eddie Mashedi…WHAT UP THUNS!). Needless to say, this show (and its wall of smoke) was a staple on my tube for years if I was in on a late Sunday night.
This is such a dope clip! Straight ’95 Bucktown NY shit with back-to-back L’s (read: blunts…except the B-High seemingly always had Zigs rolled), shittin’ on West Coast “Chronic”, Tek’s Carhartt cap, members of O.G.C. and Heltah Skeltah right after their first on-record cameos (look at Rock!). Check Steele’s sagely speak on that Bob Marley blunted tip.