Deen is on the block like he’s eight feet tall I don’t recall exactly how I learned that Gangsta Gibbs and the legendary/destined to be foreverly underrated, yet, I suspect, properly paid producer, Mike Dean were working together. I imagine that it was either via Twitter, Instagram or both, given that I haven’t learned anything […]
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All in for the Freddie Gibbs and Action Bronson remake of Miami Vice. Bam Bam in all white like Don Johnson. Freddie Gibbs transforming Tubbs into an Adidas sweat-suited real killer and drug dealer. I’m unsure the last time anyone bought a nickel bag out in weed-liberated Southern California, but I’m sure it exists — […]
Fried chicken, bathroom liaisons, Gary rotting in the snow, mild sauce, cookies, bandos, outstanding rapping, a loop with all the soul squeezed out of it from Madlib. What really gets me is the fries and the greasy bread stuck to the bottom. In the words of another gourmand, “fuck, that’s delicious.” The latest video from […]
“My jewelry gold like the tokens at Chuck E. Cheese.” Quoth semi-professional gemologist, Jeffrey Williams. Thug raps like he’s only been eating weed brownies, Strawberry syrup and soda and molly for the last six months. His insides probably look like rotting pumpkin, but his raps are box cutter sharp. Wayne is the most obvious analogue, […]
I’ve spent a significant part of the last few years taking the death of gangster rap for granted. The narrative that I’ve run with tracks the rise in popularity of artists like (duh) Kanye West, the explicitly fake Rick Ross, and Drake, and the concurrent fall of Young Jeezy, the disappearance of 50 Cent, the […]
Max Bell is not against rap or those thugs. Freddie Gibbs rose from scary Gary to Interscope refugee to widespread critical adoration. Some argue that the dexterous Gibbs can rap well over anything. Yet his last album, E.S.G.N. received mixed reviews.  The album was solid, but it was also what you’d expect too. It didn’t help […]
Max Bell also enjoys the New Beverly theatre.  After 30 plus projects, summarizing and/or describing the tropes of Curren$y’s music seems futile. The kush is from L.A. and the wax is from the Bay. The kicks are dead stock, the finest vintage. The money, classic cars and women keep moving. I know, you know, and Curren$y […]
Will Hagle blames Young Chop for getting “Guap” stuck in his head. Gangsta Gibbs. Young Chop On The Beat. Retrospectively the greatest, most unexpected soundtrack possible for the Mike Tyson v. Evander Holyfield fight. The build-up to the inevitable biting of the ear consists of standard Gibbs hook-and-verse brutalization. Violence on violence. Gibbs verbal pummeling […]
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Deen is not berserk. Gangsta Gibbs never really gives us much time to breathe. To quote that now boring, but still genius white nigga, “rap feels so empty without (him).” At least for those of us that still dig gangsta rap. I dunno about the rest of you muthafuckas. Thankfully, Gibbs works really hard to […]
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Will Hagle has seen you’ve played knifey spooney before. Flume’s self-titled debut album was released less than a year ago, but the SoundCloud comments on the LP’s re-released, revamped “Holdin’ On” dismiss it as old. Even Flume himself lists Flying Lotus, now essentially one of his contemporaries, as one of his major influences. The Australian-bred […]