SONG OF THE DAY: All For You (slurred and blurred)

My man Brilly sent me a whole bunch of slurred and blurred Janet Jackson at one point, not sure what we were gonna do with it but I know I downloaded the zip file and bumped the fuck out of this song for a good part of the summer. I miss the old music blog styles with download links. Even I gave up on this and do youtube videos now. My kids don’t do shit but stream, and they’ll skip through the same 19 songs to get to the one they’re trying to have me hear. And when we hit dead zones, it blanks out. I guess what I’m saying is steal music, download that shit, so that if your streaming service eventually goes bankrupt (even after not paying artists), you can still listen to the shit.

R.I.P. DJ Screw June 27th Megamix

Because it is June 27th, which is unofficially DJ Screw day, here is a megamix of a bunch of crap off of Screw tapes that I love more just a little bit than all the other crap on DJ Screw tapes. I will still talk a motherfucker's ear off about how Screw was ahead of his time, still so, and a heavily underrated influence not just on hip hop but pop music. So here is:

R.I.P. DJ Screw June 27th Megamix

What is on this: intro/roller skates/crossroads/five minutes of funk/represent the south/recline & shine/sunny dayz/smoke on/world of mine/running the underground/groovin' on a sunday/eazy does it/every year/time/public enemy/posse on broadway/steppin out/loves gonna get you/be thankful.../codeine fiend flow/purple stuff/country rap tune/knockin' pictures off the wall

Brave New World

This already posted in its base form because I forgot to add text and crap like that so perhaps you rss fed this to your eyeballs already, except now it's gone because I changed it from what it was. Multiple times. This is the Brave New World, where what we know can be changed without us consciously knowing, and then we go back to where we thought we learned and it's different and then we have self-doubt as well as doubt of Self. Thus we become more needy and trusting upon the trick-nology.

Perhaps I'll just change this post all the time so that it is never what it was. This also opens up the possibility of me doing that to all the posts, which makes this site an even more amorphous tornado of laser chaos than it already was.

J.J. Krupert Top 13 Countdown - May ’10 #8: “Ride” by Nappy Roots

Okay, I promise this is the last Nappy Roots hyping song on the list for a few months, and just in time for their actual record to come out that you might end up coming across and being like, "Wow, Raven has shitty taste." When they came out with "Gonna Be a Good Day" it was the greatest song ever. Then I heard it on their actual CD, with some bullshit strip club/phone call to the wifey skit piggybacked onto the back end. And then I heard the Greg Nice version with a DJ named Greg Nice yelling all over the shit. So it is obvious Nappy Roots are not hip to how to stand alone inside the music industry. This song, off that new album called Pursuit of Nappyness, is awesome as fuck. But I heard another "leaked" song, which is how record labels refer to singles nowadays, called "Fishbowl" and that song was a huge piece of shit. So I suggest you just download this song from here, and wait until they release a Nappy Roots Greatest Hits For White Dudes Who Grew Up Rurally And Have Abused Cough Syrup Enough To Keep It Slow And Simple Like That Lynyrd Skynyrd Simple Man CD. Because, like all rap music, the filler and bullshit and cringeworthy crap will probably outnumber the worthwhile shit five to one.
STEAL “Ride”
NEXT UP: Music for drinking cough syrup to! Too!

"Feelin' Alright" by the Jungle Brothers

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Ain't been gone so much as busy with the real life, which ain't gone at all but far more here than most 0s and 1s collections of words that cloud up your day like opium smoke and make it more tolerable. I am deep into employment, on a daily basis, ultimately helping the zombies protect the precious and tasty brains of the exploitable agricultural classes that get blowed up on the front lines of human bullshit. We are lucky I guess to live in a land where the zombies have many wheelbarrows of gold coins to stack up over such matters.
At the same time, life goes on. It's a hard act to juggle wearing a shirt that has buttons that go from my dick to my throat with leaning into hammered down dumpsters behind strip mall grocery stores. But I walk that fine line with a swaggered and stumbling pride. Life is nothing more than life, and it always sucks and is always awesome, and though my days can be clogged up with ulcer-inducing red tape constraints like a straight jacket that's not leather like a 1985 album cover to make it cool but straight up straight jacket that sucks and is made of cheap itchy yet thick canvas cloth that makes your elbow where it pokes out not feel real good and it's clamped tightly at your back beyond belief... the end to that "though..." long running phrase is fuck it man, I'm good. Life is what it is and I enjoy the experience of the things I experience. You should too. And if you don't, as your lawyer I advise you to fuck up your routine tomorrow, right now.