Deen has a soft spot for the vocoder. Trap Lord in stores now. It’s interesting that Daft Punk spent the bulk of the marketing campaign for their last album claiming that they were trying to bring the “life back to music.” Or in other words, they weren’t really fucking with EDM at that particular moment. […]

Deen fought Gucci Mane in that mall. Ok. I’ve had enough of this bullshit. Weiss’s article about Kanye’s ‘Bound 2‘ performance on Fallon was the last fucking straw. I know we aren’t supposed to care about Yeezus anymore because it was “lukewarm” or “a dud” or “a flop” or “whack,” but guess what? I kinda liked […]

Deen doesn’t do bow ties. It’s fair to say that Rawse has settled into something resembling a comfortable groove. He doesn’t really seem to be all that interested in or capable of making the biggest hits he can. In lieu of proper hit-making Rawse seems to have settled for making anthemic bangers that’ll do just […]

Ladies, Deen would put you up in an $80 a night Microtel. Minimum. So I’ve been a bit scarce lately for reasons kinda-sorta beyond within my control. I’ve been lazy and/or wack on the writing tip because of these reasons that are sorta-kinda maybe within my control. Simply put, Feds Watchin’ me. Anyway, the OG […]

Deen originated the Bombay Gin dance. I wasn’t planning to write anything about Stay Trippy due to my pre-existing bias in favor of Juicy J’s music. He’s my spirit animal, you see. There’s also the fact that I’m so overly pleased with the album that a review might begin to tread into uncomfortable and vaguely […]

Deen is still hoping for Gibbs’ response. Here’s the latest batch of Kendrick responses. I don’t know why I volunteered to do this. That was dumb. But I’m a man of my word, so here we go again: Astro: I’ll be honest, I don’t know this nigga. But he came with it. I’m impressed. Statik […]

Deen is the illegitimate son of DMX. I’m going to show you muthafuckas a lotta respect and just assume that you’ve all heard the Kendrick verse that shook the world. If you haven’t, stop reading this now, go listen to that shit and re-arrange your priorities. Don’t worry. I’ll wait. Done? Good. Kendrick’s dynamo of […]

Deen gives no fucks and owns no bucket hats. I know that conventional wisdom says rappers are worthless if they employ Twitter as a means of music distribution. But that doesn’t apply to established cats or niggas who don’t resort to spamming their shit all over the damn place. I’m trying to say that most […]

Deen would like to send this one out to Mark Morrison. So the other day, I was minding my own damn business when a friend of mine texted me the following: “Who the fuck is Doe B?” “I don’t know,” I responded. “Wait. Maybe I do. But I can’t place the name.” “Well, he’s a […]

Deen is the Nigerian Michael Bivins. So I woke up the the residue of niggas on my Twitter TL talking cracking jokes about something that sounded vaguely Drake related. So I did some crack research and VOILA – a new Drake single. Ironically titled, if I might add. If I’m being honest, I was kinda […]