Bars! Bars! i FEEL THAT PAIN.

— Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

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I have written another article for The Quietus. They pay me! Awesome huh? Check it:

Black Sky Thinking – Cutting the Beef

July 2nd, 2008 ·

As 50 Cent vainly attempts to flog another album on his label with a tired round of beefing, Adam Narkiewicz looks at how a new generation of rappers are re-introducing a spirit of community and collaboration to the genre.

Yes, that’s what I do. Read it here.

— Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

You might have heard Charles Hamilton‘s name buzzing about lately – lazy cracker ass indie journos have been calling dude “the new Kanye“, mainly because he rocks pink polos and makes his own beats. Hardly.

Dude can rap – as evidenced by this footage below, wherein dude spits off the dome for 9 minutes straight. Is that a little Em I hear in the flow?

Whatever, the youngling has skills for weeks, as evidenced on his new Green Lantern helmed-mixtape – give it a listen over here. The Sonic fascination is endearing, as is the “where’s my fucking Genesis?” hook on the lead track.

— Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

I just took a break from this beast of a song I’ve been working on for the past week (yes, you heard me) to eat a bowl of noodles and watch this Method Man interview.

People forget about the FACT that Mef is one of the greatest that ever did it (that abortion of a TV show him and Red did for Fox didn’t help), but not me. Anyway, it’s a really interesting interview, but it gets really interesting right at the end, when, after being asked why he doesn’t give a fuck about the presidential election, he starts yelling “46 billion in the first quarter! Five dudes! FIVE DUDES MAN!” And promptly gets cut off.

Which is a fucking point. Why aren’t we – the billions affected by this rape and pillagerey – not running up in their yards and tearing out their cotdang larynxes? I am so baffled right now.

— Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

I reviewed the new Hall & Oates singles collection for The Quietus. Now, you don’t need me to tell you how great Hall & Oates are, but I did it anyway. Opening salvo:

Sometimes, in a world of poorly organized MP3 folders, a man longs for a consistent, well sequenced body of work to ease the lugubrious passage of what one accepts for a day. It is for this reason that I suggest a well executed singles collection from a proven talent might be the answer to our heathen prayers in these dark days. With that mind, let us cast our ears on Hall & Oates: The Singles.

Read the whole thing here.

— Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

Wow! Just, wow! These guys hate tight clothes on men so much they made a song AND a video about it!

I think I went to school with a coupla these morons. (Note – the Welsh for “Carrot” is “Moron”. True story.) I guess being able to see the shape of Jim Jones’ ass made some of these fruits a lil’ uncomfortable. What’s with that? Or are those skinny trousers just a lil’ too hard to take off in a hurry? Dudes! Calm down! It’s OK!

And what’s with the Sladey K wannabe at the start shouting The Dreaded N Bomb all over the shop? Round my way there’s a whole gang of black dudes wearing trousers that fit them that’ll jump up and down all over that braid-botoxed head o’ yours fella!

Word to Magnum “No Short Shorts” P.I. AKA Pixel. You wait till you see my summer wardrobe homie!

PS – Lil John wants his beat back guys! New York stays losing, huh?

— Tuesday, July 1st, 2008