December 2010
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8 year-old Aziz's top 5 rappers of all time
Tupap
Young Jeezy
Lil Wayne
Bob Marley
Nicki Minaj
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On The Brod →
Some fratstar is translating Jack Kerouac’s On The Road into brospeak.
One might say this could become lingua frat-ca for the deeply bro and those of us outside the bibrosphere.
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Although I’ve found hashtags that date back to 2002 (lol, N.O.R.E.), it...
– Christopher Weingarten in the Village Voice’s “20 Worst Songs of 2010,” writing about Nicki Minaj and Ludacris’s track “My Chick Bad.” Now that I’ve read about hashtag rap, I’ll hear it everywhere. dammit
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"The Ending" by Superpoop, in order →
I guess if Superpoop has to end, this is the way it should go down. Congrats on ballin out consistently.
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hey wutsup maybe i deleted you
Announcement:
I’m defollowing the people I follow who use tumblr to:
Write about their lives and just post pictures
Just post pictures
(Unless I think of you as like a major inspiration or something.)
I’m letting you know because it’s only fair if you were following me out of mutual respect or something.
That’s not to say I don’t respect you, I do respect...
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Album Review
Cul-de-Sac by Childish Gambino
If you’ve ever watched “30 Rock,” you may remember that the perpetually delusional Tracy Jordan is committed to becoming one of the few “EGOTs” in the world— that is, an individual who has won an Emmy, a Grammy, an Oscar and a Tony. Childish Gambino, whose Cul-de-Sac was released in July, seems to be gunning for the same goal: he acts on a...
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Dick Whitman, stop diggin’ holes!
– Mrs. Whitman, “The Hobo Code,” Mad Men
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I really hope the US version of Skins is awesome, perhaps more awesome than the...
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Music as a Scene/Subculture
Play Me That Song: The Development of 8-Bit
A band pauses onstage at Death by Audio, a small Brooklyn concert hall/effects pedal company, and lets the pixelated visuals projected on the wall behind them flicker silently. Without any fanfare, the lanky lead guitarist blasts the first notes of their next song, “Helix Nebula,” into existence— backed up by wild, flowing, seemingly outdated...
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Oh, and one more thing. You may not be a carbon copy of the local beauty...
– Dear Coke Talk reiterates the blindingly obvious but difficult to accept.
I suppose this is my monthly DCT plug.
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I am become Abe Lincoln, destroyer of all.
drawbrandondraw.com
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Music in Memoir
In the winter of eighth grade, I was lucky enough to experience my father’s mid-life crisis just as it perfectly lined up with my own little-less-than-a-quarter-life crisis. I was 14 years old, and one random weeknight my dad burst into our suburban home with a shining, woodsy-smelling Gibson guitar and a wide smile across his face. Sure, this wasn’t quite on par with a Ducati or a...
oh muh gah
Aren’t y’all lucky. Seriously. You get a wonderful gift.
Tonight, I finished editing my pieces for “Writing About Popular Music” to perfection.
So I’m gonna post them over the next three days.
The assignment will be included in the title of the post. I’ll start with my favorite and go horribly downhill from there.
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