These boys never disappoint, good to see them back at it gettin reaalllllll greezzzy.
“Gun clear the line like pro active clear ditty face..” What? Filthy.
These boys never disappoint, good to see them back at it gettin reaalllllll greezzzy.
“Gun clear the line like pro active clear ditty face..” What? Filthy.
So I live in the west vill above the so called “best” japanese restaurant in the city and recently saw this sign on the door. Now I havent eaten there but when I see a sign like this I’m assuming there was an incident involving fingers and a sharp knife. Ok, sorry homey you lost of a couple phalanges dicing some toro but “within a week?” Stuff those nubs in a spicy tuna roll and get back to fucking work.
I stumbled across this guy the other night down by city hall having in a night cap. And by night cap I am referring to the age-old cocktail of the New York Post coupled with a splash of a large vagina.
North Bronx bird feeding lady. !00% what my wife turns into.
Beer ass and a boot. Living in harmony.
While I have been coming around on Williamsburg lately, it is in fact filled with dirty, no good modern day hippies. Stop taking acid and drinking micro brews and get a job.
Was just in the 404 visiting a long lost college buddy and stumbled across something amazing… Georgia Tech has a massive water slide in their student rec center. A fucking water slide? Really? God I HATE the college decision I made. A shitball little business school in Massachusetts. I mean the mere notion that a large school OUTSIDE of the Northeast might be so fucking awesome didn’t even cross my mind. Yeah yeah the friends I made are great. Whoopty fuckin do. I love you guys but come on, things could have been SO much better. Our school is the college equivalent of swimming in jeans. Sure an improptu alcohol fuel romp in a pool seems like a great idea but the second you hit the water you are filled with more regret then Sarah Palin admitting on live television that she slept with Joe Six-Pack at a rest stop on the Jersey Turnpike.
My boy just sent me a link to this kid Cool Calm Pete and his shit is pretty fire. The young buck is worth checking out. Peep these two tracks. Or dont. Or fuck yourself.
More shit for you to enjoy. If you do indeed end up enjoying this post, then you’ll most definitely hate this site :
http://dollars-and-kills.blogspot.com/
Just another creep with a foot fetish but hey, its been a fucking couple months, give me some time to shake the rust off.
About a month I met DJ Kiss at an NBA event and she was telling me about these bi-monthly shindigs she throws at the Hotel Rivington in the LES. The parties are filled with beautiful people, great music and any geek off the street can get in if you know about it. It’s a gorgeous night to meet gorgeous woman so I suggest you stop talking about cool ish and actually do it.
Madlib just redid Doom’s Madvillainy with new beats (over the original lyrics), also slipping in some new instrumentals. In honor of this momentous occasion, Stones Throw is releasing a limited edition box that includes the following:
CD Madvillainy “2” The Madlib Remix. 25 tracks.

7-INCH “One Beer (Drunk Version)” Madlib’s original 2004 version, lost until recently on the floor of his Bomb Shelter studio.

CASSETTE The Madvillainy Demo Tape. 12 tracks, 36 minutes. This is the first and only official release of the infamous Madvillain demo that “leaked into cyberspace,” while the album was still in progress, as DOOM alludes to in the lyrics of “Rhinestone Cowboy.”
T-SHIRT Nominated. Best Rolled L’s. Madvillain shirt

COMIC BOOK Meanwhile… the continuation of the All Caps video, included with the CD.

THE BOX 12×13x3 inches. Wrapped in silver like a mask.
You can pre-order for $125 on StonesThrow.com right now till 8/15 and it ships on 9/15. Love that T-Shirt but otherwise I really have no use for anything else it offers. You can just cop the mp3 version of the album on the site for $9.99 and forget this jive. I’ll post a review tomorrow once I’ve had time to run through the 25 tracks a few times.
After a brief hiatus imposed by Time Warner Cable and their inability to hire capable technical service “team members”… Concrete Bedlam has returned. Going to try and get some new love for you all to enjoy more consistently so don’t fret. But if you have to fret, fret over something trivial like why your roommate watches you sleep or the fact that the only reason your girlfriend is still with you is because she’s sleeping with the aforementioned roommate.