So the other day, my cousin, Big Reg and I were together, doin what WE do, trees and champagne(Miller High Life, The Champagne of Beers), when the discussion turned to WHO’S THE GREATEST MC OF ALL TIMES. The emcee who was our topic was Nasir Nasty Escobar Illmatic God’s Son Jones. Before you Jay Z stans get your VERSACE boxers in a bunch, hear the evidence that supports the argument.
WORDPLAY: The bol got A WHOLE LOT. I mean, whatever beat, whatever feature, whatever snippet, fuckin WHATEVER, he got what you need. Metaphors, similes, wittiness, thought provokers, medicininal dispensary rap.
CONTENT:He GOES IN! When I say “goes in”, I mean on everything. God forbid he’s the featured artist; sometimes makes you wonder if him and the other emcee were even listening to the same track! Nicca gets ridiculously DEEP on even the most “frivolous” of topics and beats.
CONSISTENCY: Now here’s an area where I’m sure I’ll hear some rumblings. No, he’s not Jay Z or Eminem, or even Nelly for that matter, when it comes to PLATINUM status worldwide, but, you can’t front that, more often than not, he delivers CLASSIC MATERIAL. I’ll admit, the ONLY NaS album/cd that I DON’T OWN is #NASTRADAMUS. That is partially due to the fact that when it was released, I was married and was on some MAKIN LOVE MUSIC-type ish. Truthfully, that jawn with GINUWINE didn’t sit well with me. Hey, even LEGENDS have missteps. STILL….there are some jewels on there. Years later, I’ve given it a re-listen, and it actually wasn’t THAT bad.
CONCEPTS: Okay, this is where CUZZO trumped the convo. On some JayElect ish, I enter as EXHIBIT A, the song REWIND. I mean, COT DAMN!!!! Holy Quentin Tarrentino, BATMAN!!! Reverse chronology rap! I won’t get into the details, as I would PREFER you do your research, track it down, and give it a listen. Makes you ask: What does this dude smoke and can I get some???? It’s like a DAY IN THE LIFE OF A DON. #nuffsaid
PRESENCE: By presence, I mean, since before ILLMATIC and his scene-stealing verse on LIVE AT THE BARBECUE, he’s been a #forcetobereckonedwith. Many wrote the man off after JAY Z released the #takeover, but, truthfully, he riled the god up! ETHER, to this day, still makes Shawn Cory Carter stop and take a look in the mirror and his life. Jay Z dissed with some low blows and subliminals but NaS went for that nicca’s throat. When you hear that “fuck Jay Z” intro, you know somebody’s head is bout to roll. Who won that battle? You gotta say NaS. Hell, Jay fell back and released THE BLACK ALBUM after that, his most introspective album to date and wound up doing a couple of songs with God’s Son like BLACK REPUBLICANS. For me, it was #OBVIOUS back when I peeped the song with the two of them as featured artists on LORD TARIQ’s song ANALYZE THIS. Do yourself a favor and find this song. Find this song and listen to it, I mean REALLY listen to it. The PROOF is in the pudding. It’s like they’re not even in the same weight class.
I’m gonna conclude my case here. Sure, I could go on and on and on but that would be like beating a dead horse. UNNECESSARY. I know there’s some HOV enthusiasts that’ll dispute me. You can. You have that right, but this ain’t YOUR blog, G. If you feel strong enough about it, holla at me, I’m REASONABLE, pun intended, but, trust and believe, you better come with more than record sales and how much money he has. That ain’t gone cut it! Many have come and gone. Many have claimed to be the GOAT. Sooner or later we’ll all see who the prophet is. NaS is Like……


ESTEEM! Where you been?

Where have I been? Wow. There isn’t a simple or short answer to that question. I’ve traveled, fallen in and out of love…with a couple ladies and, believe it or not, with the Love of My Life: HIP HOP. I’ve survived tornadoes, floods and earthquakes. I’ve been out of work for the longest time since I was eight years old. Made new friends, lost some old ones. Quit a squad, joined a squad…in a nutshell, THINGS DONE CHANGED. One thing hasn’t. I am forever the student. A student of LIFE. I’ve learned A LOT since my last posts. I will share some of my findings here. I’ve realized that all this “learnin” wasn’t for my sole benefit. It was for me and my people. I’m back. Laser Beam Third Eye, Golden Ears, Octopus Hands and Gazelle Feet. I’m a BEAST off his leash!


Vado: Large On The Streets

Lotta new dudes. All the time. (n) This dude, Vado is Cam’s protegee. He definitely represents that HARLEM SWAGGER. He’s got bars. (def. none) That Boss Of All Bosses jawn is worth a listen. This is Vado. I’d bump it for the beat alone.


New Jack Swing: Wiz Kalifa

Shit aint like when I was a youngun. Niccas strove to be different. No biting was allowed. Style and substance were the attributes of the appreciated artists of my era. Style was personal. If you were a nerd. You were a nerd. If you were a ladies man. You talked that ladies’ man talk. Shit just seemed more truthful. I’m ramblin. Wiz Kalifa. Pittsburgh, PA’s own. Taylor Gang, his clique. I like the youngun cause he makes no apologies for who he is. He doesn’t deny his influences and makes good MUSIC. Oh, make no mistake, it has a hiphopdaddy, meaning you know it’s HIPHOP when you hear it, no matter what the music backdrop is. The kid’s got a good ear for production. He’s got a good vocabulary and he’s got that good ole emcee genetic, braggadocio. I like when an emcee doesn’t give a fiduck and can say so interestingly. He does. He’s got his own thing going too. Lots of mixtapes and features to his credit. He’s INDEPENDENT too. SAY YEAH is probably the single most are familiar with. Don’t sleep on the young bull.


Independent Source of Light And Matter

sup, world? howya been? me? grindin. gettin it in like a horny teenager at a basement party. The subject today is INDEPENDENCE. Doing things yourself. For yourself. At times, by yourself. Me. I wanna be a multimedia mogul. Shit’s not easy. Gotta wear a lot of hats. There aren’t enough hours in the day. Case in point. I’ve been upgrading my workstation, piece by piece. Got the Mac poppin, yeah, finally making the transition from analog to digital. Got my eye on this lil AKAI midi keyboard that’ll bring everything together. I manned up (n) and worked an extra shift this weekend to get the bread to make that happen. Sheeeiiittt. I surpassed my goal by a yard. say WORD. My point. I ain’t sit back and blaze and daydream about it, I got up off my backpockets and GOT THAT BREAD UP! I apply this to any, every, and all of my dailies. This lil move is gonna enable me to have my mixtapes done by my mid-June deadline. I Self Lord Am Master of my own destiny. It begins with me. HERE FIRST.


Who’s Gonna Take The Weight?

wow. Can’t believe that it’s been nearly a year, and in that year, I’ve only posted two new posts. Damn. I have GOT to do better. We won’t even get into how INEXCUSABLE that shit is. pardon self. Moving on…sadly, on this blessed day of greenery partaking, 4/20, I must say Rest In Peace to Keith E Elam aka GURU of the famed, legendary, Golden Era tandem of him and DJ Premier; GANGSTARR. I could turn this into a history lesson for the unenlightened but time won’t permit AND IF you’re really a citizen of this HIP HOP UNIVERSE and call yourself a connoisseur, you already know his many contributions to the culture. If not… Do your research. It will be rewarding. Few have been as influential as GURU has been to me, personally. The early 90s was when I was just starting to get some knowledge of self and so much spiritual empowerment and nationalistic pride was infused in HIP HOP then that it was a truly beautiful time to be living and CONSCIOUS. I WAS/AM/ALWAYSWILLBE about that jewelry. GURU and Primo produced classic, timeless, quality material. Primo on the cuts and production, fuhgeddaboutit. GURU. That nicca, GURU. Raspy, monotone and loquacious. As an emcee who wasn’t very in love with his own recorded voice, I found comfort in knowing that that didn’t deter Baldhead Slick from stepping into the arena. Between his collaborative efforts and his own JAZZMATAZZ series of recordings, you have tons and tons and tons of jewels. INTERESTING NOTE: Gangstarr repped BROOKLYN heavy but neith GURU or PREMIER were from NEW YORK. Preem is from Texas and attended Prarie View A&M and GURU is from Massachusetts and attended MOREHOUSE. Two HBCU GRADUATES! Preem’s parents were educators and GURU’s pops was a judge. This speaks on behalf of my argument about the actual intelligence quotient and capacity needed to do THIS HIP HOP THING. I remember the summers of 1991 and 1992 because of how DAILY OPERATION and STEP INTO THE ARENA were the soundtracks of my young life. To this day, I still HAVE TO have those two cassettes, yep, that’s right, I said cassettes, in rotation on long road trips or extended stays from home. If you knew me back then and was bearing witness to my comeup, you knew me by the grey hardtop SUZUKI SAMAURAI and the HIP HOP that was always boomin in my, boomin in my, boomin in my jeep! Few knocked or KNOCK like those two albums. HARDBODY! I’m talmbout headnoddin, make that ugly face, camoflauge and timberland, phillie blunt muzak!!!!! aight, I’m startin to get teary-eyed over here….I LOVE a lot of things. People. beauty. freedom. creative expression and music. I feel like I’ve lost a teacher and mentor. I can’t front. I went off to college. Joined the Marines and basically became a LISTENER of HIPHOP music. GURU and GANGSTARR INSPIRED ME to become active in the culture and pick my pen back up. I never put it down again. As I put this one in the air, I want to give a sincere, heartfelt THANKS and PEACE, GOD to my man GIFTED, UNLIMITED, RHYMES UNIVERSAL. You did not die today, you acsended. My world is a better place because of your contribution and gift. ONE


What you know about jay electronica?

Get your knives, forks and spoons ready! Got some god degree for ya! Introducing my man JAY ELECTRONICA. Born in New Orleans but nomadic in residency, Jay E definitely gives you postcard worthy pictures when he rhymes. This cat is like the buffet at Saffron’s. Flavors and flavors and flavors. Intricate wordplay. Theological references. Universal slang and appeal and a good ear for beats. He’s got the goods. Oldheads like myself are grinning from ear to ear because he embodies the qualities of a Golden Era emcee. He knows and stays in his own lane. You either ridin with him or you aint. He spits with conviction. This song is entitled EXHIBIT A (Transformations). Exhibit A in making the case that HIP HOP is indeed alive and kicking.

January 2018
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