Making Noise: The Return of Exsr
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Making Noise: The Return of Exsr

By - On 20 th,Apr,2017 - In Music
Tha Ynoe’s “Tapebaby” Is Born
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Tha Ynoe’s “Tapebaby” Is Born

By - On 10 th,Feb,2017 - In Music
7 Questions: Nocando
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7 Questions: Nocando

By - On 01 st,Dec,2016 - In Interviews
LA Sits Down for Eyedea
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LA Sits Down for Eyedea

By - On 16 th,Sep,2016 - In Music
Shooting Redman & Method Man

Shooting Redman & Method Man

By - On 08 th,Feb,2017
The Audacity of Curtiss King

The Audacity of Curtiss King

By - On 15 th,Dec,2016
On the Road w/ On A High Note

On the Road w/ On A High Note

By - On 30 th,Jul,2016

In one fell swoop, the internet has made it both easier and harder to be the cool guy who’s always hip to shit nobody else knows about. This truth doesn’t discriminate when it comes to music. I’ll occasionally find myself marveling at something I stumble on in the middle of the night while I trade hours of sleep next to my wife for those spent high on the internet. The first two questions I ask myself are, (a) why the hell doesn’t this have more plays, and (b) why the hell isn’t anyone blogging about this? Those million-dollar questions

To anyone who grew up listening to rap music, specifically from the mid 80’s to the late 90’s, New York is Mecca. Holy ground. The place where it all began. There’s a universal feeling we get in our stomaches whenever we hear someone say “Brooklyn”. Or “The Bronx”. Or “Queens Bridge”. It’s the same for all of us, and if you’re one of us, you probably just visualized a different but very specific rapper as I named each borough. Biggie, KRS, Nas. That’s how mine goes. Yours may differ slightly, but we all have a r

Whoa. I’ve already broken soil on another blog entry and it hasn’t even been an entire year since my last. Perhaps my stars are aligning. Or perhaps I’m just beginning to give less of a shit about my other endeavors and real responsibilities. Either way:

My family and I were having breakfast at my son’s favorite diner a quick fifteen-minute-or-so bike ride from our home. It being his favorite has little to do with the food since he generally eats one of the same three things at every restaurant on the planet, and more to do with the fact that it’s connec

I’ve wanted to start writing again for nearly a year now but always wind up distracted with one of the many other things I think I enjoy doing, all of which I dabble in just enough to declare myself a practitioner. But this seems as good an opportunity as any being as how I can barely walk – or even stand up – and I find Game of Thrones about as entertaining as a bath tub of horse shit.

Six days ago, I threw my back out attempting to pick up a large amount of nothing at all. It was a small pile of dead leaves. A handful, actually. I basically bent over twenty-seven

I was briefly interviewed by a student at Berklee College of Music in Boston, Massachusetts, which is the largest independent college of contemporary music in the world. He asked me to elaborate, and I’m naturally long winded, so I was happy to oblige.

NB: What made you pursue music?

Gadzooks: The funny thing about this question is that six years ago I would’ve rambled on about preserving the art form, keeping the culture alive, etc. That’s not to say I wouldn’t have been genuine, but I’ve long outgrown the self-righteous speeches and I’m no longer hesi

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