When will I stop posting every track that Roc Marciano drops? When he stops popping shots like a wild Iranian. When he stops riding Mercedes while rhyming kind of wavy. When his ties to the game are no longer as tight as the binds of slavery. When God stops forgiving him for robbing ladies the […]

Consider Pollyn something like the Tom Tom Club covering Portishead. But Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth never met Roc Marciano, the latest impeccably chosen gollywopper to grace the Los Angeles band’s remix series. To re-acclimate ourselves, let’s tick off the artists they’ve recruited to re-invent the remix: Nosaj Thing, Debruit, Blue Daisy, Freddie Gibbs, James […]

Because Roc Marciano remains the ultimate in shattered septum loose tooth rap. Because the video for his collaboration with Telemachus somehow escaped the claws of this site (below the jump). Because he insists that rivals have a “Haagen Daaz Heart.” Because he makes the Murda Muzik that Mobb Deep stopped making after “Quiet Storm.” Because […]

Roc Marciano, Oh No, Alchemist joint album dropping July 19. Entitled Greneberg. Two week lead time. No frills. Full length minks, solo kings, holding heat, flowing to the beat, appropriately. You know what you’re getting and you don’t want anything else. Roc Marciano Feat. Gangrene – ‘Jet Luggage’ by DeconRecords

Evan Nabavian keeps the 40 drop in the velour top. As much as I’d like to proclaim Marci of Hempstead the New York rap messiah, that’s not really the case. Roc Marciano gave NY an album to be proud of with Marcberg, but he didn’t spark a citywide resurgence of gritty rap sounds, nor does […]

Despite boasting cell phones that can talk to God, the Japanese have apparently yet to figure out that if you’re going to fork over the $750 for a Roc Marciano guest spot, you put him on last so that people won’t turn the track off upon completion of his verse. Better for us, with Roc […]

Roc Marciano is uninterested in re-inventing the wheel–he’s trying to perfect it.  From the Scarface fixation to comparing himself to Paul “Mr. Wonderful” Orndorff, his cinematic semi-automatic rap is the spiritual descendant of Wu-Tang and Mobb Deep. Theoretically, that should be dull in 2010, but as long as people kill, crime sagas will always fascinate. […]

Marcberg hipped the washed masses to what Flipmode Squad fanatics knew since Y2K: Roc Marciano is a beast who subsists on pinball machine parts and the blood of Libyans. Hence, his long-time affiliation with the U.N., an association well known for their tolerance of those with militaristic tendencies, and for providing a haven for Pete […]

Such is the strength of this record that Zilla Rocca had to break his hiatus to write this column.  Marcberg, the debut album from Roc Marciano, feels like Tical. You’re transplanted into the room that spawned the album. Tical sounded like a hazy basement in Staten Island, blood-shot eyes, half empty 40 bottles filled with […]