Friday, March 18, 2005
TGIF, one of the most insipid but also truest little, whatever it is thing you call it when all the letters mean a word, like N.S.A, oh shit! I had the freakiest fucking dream last night. Ok, here on my blog i said that i was, shit i don't even want to type it. I said that i was going to do like Booth did Lincoln. I wonder if that's enough to trip some kind of alarm at that army base Mathew Broderick got drug to in War Games? Hope not. So i typed that and some freaky ass feds in black ski masks bust down the door and beat my ass and totally ruptured my frame. Then they sprayed some kind of foam that hardened inside my mouth and stopped me from making any noise. They took me off to some room and interogated me in a very ruinous fashion. I shudder now thinking about it. Like i do when i think of that freaky ass video in the Ringu. I've actually never seen it. Keepin' shit real.
That sucked. I'm listening to this record by the perceptionists. It's Mr.Lif from Company Flow. He's the one that's not El P and some other talented kids. Whatever, though the album is real good if you like that rugged indy hip hop kind of stuff. It's sort of industrial sounding and kind of just, post old school style production shit. I like it. It's raw and cerebral in the way that rap has to be well written so that you have to rewind and re-listen, so that you can understand what the M.C just said. On this song Blo, that's what it's called Lif is using this speedy down south rhyme flow, sort of. It's cool and kind of weird DJ Fakts One remind me of The Poison Clan.
Sara is coming up tomorrow to spend the night. Maritza wants to play Scrabble. I think that is a damn fine idea. We can smoke, drink, talk and compete at the same silly time.
I think this song, i'm still listening to The Perceptionists, is on the CD twice. They do that a lot on rap discs. Weird. Rap fans are kind of obsessive remix , b-sides collectors. I think that rock fans like concerts. I mean they collect live show bootlegs. That's what i read in magazines anyhow.
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That sucked. I'm listening to this record by the perceptionists. It's Mr.Lif from Company Flow. He's the one that's not El P and some other talented kids. Whatever, though the album is real good if you like that rugged indy hip hop kind of stuff. It's sort of industrial sounding and kind of just, post old school style production shit. I like it. It's raw and cerebral in the way that rap has to be well written so that you have to rewind and re-listen, so that you can understand what the M.C just said. On this song Blo, that's what it's called Lif is using this speedy down south rhyme flow, sort of. It's cool and kind of weird DJ Fakts One remind me of The Poison Clan.
Sara is coming up tomorrow to spend the night. Maritza wants to play Scrabble. I think that is a damn fine idea. We can smoke, drink, talk and compete at the same silly time.
I think this song, i'm still listening to The Perceptionists, is on the CD twice. They do that a lot on rap discs. Weird. Rap fans are kind of obsessive remix , b-sides collectors. I think that rock fans like concerts. I mean they collect live show bootlegs. That's what i read in magazines anyhow.
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