We Keeps It Hood!

Yeah, so fuck DJ Khaled. Is he even a DJ? Not sure. Anyway, I'm sure you're pleased to see me back with the quickness. Not as quick as the recently e-revived Davekwon, who has already written 85 blogs this week and it's only Wednesday! Nor as quick as Andy, who is slaving away under not-so-ideal conditions. But you can't stop the bumrush, word to Len. My art show gig went well, props to Ashley (Brook) for her fine art and somehow making art into a party! Shouts also go to Ashley (Wassmuth) for leaving in style, hopefully we see her again soon. Thanksgiving is so close that I can almost taste it. Before that, however, there is the aforementioned 1-year anniversary of So What Wednesdays tonight at Bourbon Street, featuring a DJ set from J. Rawls and a rappin' set from The Catalyst, so that will be dopealope.

Mark Your Calendars!

As I have a FunkDefy! gig on Saturday night, the previously discussed Dirtbombs Thanksgiving Beachland show is a no-go. However, plans are in development for attending the release party for We Have You Surrounded, which will be held February 16th at the Magic Stick in Detroit. I have tentative yesses from Andy, Uncle Adam, and my cousin Nate, so let's do this!

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMIXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!

As you are well aware, "Little Duffel Bag Boy," while no "Hay," is a tremendous jam worthy of all urban airplay and your undying affection. However, it may have been topped by this, a cover/"NYC Version" by the mighty Joell Ortiz. I can't use this "Novel" dude singing the first verse an' shit, so the crooning is definitely better in the original, but Joell rips it apart (and those Playaz Circle dudes are not exactly lyrical miracles).

Black Kids - Wizard of Ahhhs EP

I don't know what it is about The Black Kids, but these Jacksonvillains have concocted (at least!) four great songs. I think I've overcome my addiction, but it's still day-to-day at this point. Awkwardly funny new wave jams that you could maybe dance to. If you go to their (still in development) website, you can download the whole thing for free, so hop to it!

As always, more to come! Happy Turkey!

Live From Fort Nightly

...where I post like it's my job! Of course, with all the funk-fakin' that's been going on around here lately, I need to pay heed to the important findings of a new scientific study:


So, assuming my existence hasn't been nullified, life is good. I went to Chicago with the homie DJ Ginsu, which was fun. His mysterious gig turned out to be an Ohmega Watts show, so that was rather ballin'. I'm DJing an art show Saturday night, so that should be interesting (and worthy of your attendance). Someday soon I will manage to write some sweet shit for ye olde donewaiting.com, but you might not want to hold your breath.

It has come to my attention that I have been caught unawares by some gaps in my all-encompassing knowledge of the music bubble in which I choose to live. So, I present to you:

Evidence That My Radar Might Be Broken
(or that the boys in research are asleep at the wheel)

1. The Luchagors played the High Five Sunday night!

Yes indeed folks, the revelrous tone of last night's Broin' Down 6: BROvember Rain at Ruby Tuesday was blindsided by a wave of incredulity when a young Mr. Jackson revealed that he had received an inside scoop: Lita (of WWE fame) and her Luchagors were playing in Columbus.......two nights earlier. Weak. The weekly High Five update probably went right into my spam, or I will receive it today, or some other helpful occurrence. Whatever though, because ALL IS NOT LOST!!! The Luchagors will swing back through Ohio in early December and are playing lovely Heath, OH on Monday, December 4th! A 45-minute drive? The night after Hall & Oates? I'm down, ballers! What up?

2. There's a new Rustic Overtones album?!?!?

So yeah, the only worthwhile band that Maine ever issued forth (I'm kidding, though I have no real evidence to the contrary) decided to reunite and record a new album! WITHOUT TELLING ME!!! A week ago, however, when perusing the myspace of one of their offshoots, I found mention of the Rustic Overtones triumphant return and finally scooped Light At The End off of iTunes on Monday night. And you know what? After about 1.3 listens, it's rather durn good! A pretty anti-war song? Check. A reinterpretation of a previous Overtones jam? Check. Horns? Check. Yeah, this WILL (by gum!) see a proper review at your favorite local music writin' post, so keep an eye out! And you know, if you get a hankerin' for a New England road trip to catch some RO action, holla atcha boy!

Well, I guess neither of these items are real tragedies, so maybe the radar is just a little rusty. The boys in research aren't great mechanics, so some outside consultation is likely in order. Have a nice Wednesday and pray that I write more soon.

I HAVE AN ADDENDUM

(this would have been a new post but I can't just leapfrog over the salutations of the Rustic Overtones nation!) Around midnight tonight (Weds into Thurs) at So What Wednesdays, I was about to go home. Then I told Detox about hearing "Hay" by Crucial Conflict in a Chicago bar and he told me that he was getting more requests for it and that he would play it for me. So I stayed ALL NIGHT. To no avail. Blueprint was DJing up a blue streak and held court until the end of the night. So Detox got him to play "Little Duffle Bag Boy" as a substitute. Really? Andy knows I enjoy that song, but it is NOT "Hay!" Disappointment. Next week is the one year anniversary of So What Wednesdays, so if he doesn't play it then, there will be hell toupee! Gotdamn homie! My mind's playing tricks on me.

Grain Belt Beer

The title of this post refers to a song on the new Thes One solo instrumental jumpoff Lifestyle Marketing, where he crafts the commercial jingles of Herb Pilhofer into jammy jams. Good shit, especially the song in question. Also, ROFL with glee at what I found when hunting down Thes-related links:



Happy Halloween! I hope you've enjoyed yours. As all relevant readers of this blog know, I had a bomby Halloween party early in the season (1.5 weeks ago), so I've coasted through the rest of it. Taco John-io! You can read about that party here.

Dayton's Oasis

Davekwon kindly drove Nappy and I to Dayton last night so the three of us could take part in what looks like the end of the weekly hip-hop night at The Oasis. The Oasis sits across from Wright State and is much like a BW3. However, DJ Possum has spent two years building up a hip-hop night and the evidence last night points to his success. Of course, the offer of $3 80 ounce pitchers of beer and 35 cent wings doesn't hurt. Unfortunately, the owner of the bar recently had a stroke and has lost the mental capacity to run the place. The employees kept it open for a few weeks, but eventually ran out of time. The aforementioned deals were unavailable last night (only draft beer was Guinness), but they were selling all bottled beers for $1 each, so that worked. Possum laid down some illness (heavy on Columbus raps and West Coast classics, but when you're dealing with quality, who cares?) and his group The Extraterrestrials, with MC Aboriginal, also performed. Ab was cool on the mic, even if he was a bit nerdy (like I have any room to talk). Near the end of the set, it had reached a late hour, so we decided to jet and unfortunately missed DJ sets by Columbus' DJ Inform and Cincinnati's DJ Rare Groove (Blueprint's tour DJ). Oh well, I'll see those dudes again. It was a good time and hopefully Possum can get something else popping off. Davekwon, our "designated pimp," drove us home and another successful hip-hop venture was in the books.

R.I.P. Robert Goulet, 1933-2007

Full story here. Of course, I'm a big fan of Will Ferrell's SNL portrayals, but the man himself was also the bomb. Those ESPN commercials were sweet. He will be missed.

R.I.P. Stylus Magazine, 2002-2007
Another loss being remembered today is Stylus, a fine music review website which has been part of my daily routine for a few years at this point. I didn't always agree with what they had to say, but they had so much unique content that there was a bounty of new items to read at all times. Since today was their last day, they posted their favorite albums, singles, and movies of the year a bit early, so go check them out.

It's been fun, but I gotta run. I'll leave you with a link to Wes Flexner's post about DJ Pos2's first look into his Columbus hip-hop archives. I'm downloading now, so reviews and (hopefully) links to future Pos2 articles to come. Peace.

Fall Into Action!

So. It's been 27 days since I had an actual post, with ORIGINAL images NEVER SEEN BEFORE (well, never seen before on Andy's blog)!!! I was starting to wonder if it would ever happen again, you know, the writins, but NEWS~! has burst forth today. Wallow in the glow, fallows!

The Dirtbombs Return To Cleveland!

Yes indeed, everyone's favorite live band has decided to schedule one show, resuscitating their Turkey Day weekend jam at the Beachland. They are playing the Tavern (?!?!?) on Saturday, November 24th. I'm assuming tickets will go damn fast in the Tavern, so holla at a playa post-haste if you're down for the trip. The Dirtbombs' myspace fan-site also says that the new album, We Have You Surrounded, is slated for a February 2008 release and a "full" tour is supposed to follow. The unmastered new tracks on that fine page sound tasty, so it should be great! Huzzah!

The Rockies can suck a cock.

Yeah, that's right. Yes, it's wonderful that they're the first team to win 21 out of 22 games after September 1st (of course, I do want them to wreck the fucking Red Sox). However, when these mile high douchebags start trying to TRADEMARK ROCKTOBER is when I GET PISSED OFF! Rocktober is the rockingest month of the year for all, not for your stupid baseball team and its stupid fans. Goddamnit.

Revisited
Two things dawned on me last week. For one, Envelope's Insignificant Anthems is an OK, not great, album. Would have been better as an EP (maybe even a 8 song "long EP"), as it loses a great deal of steam in the second half. More importantly, however, I also realized that listening to music with Andy (and getting his reaction on it) seems to spur a more realistic view on music within me (pretty gay, huh). I have a tendency to "like" a ton of music, thinking it's great and all, but then having to sit in a car listening to it with other ears is a tough test to pass. I should perform that test more often, I suppose, but this lil blurb is gay enough.

Well, hopefully I have more to say soon. There might also be some donewritings soon, so look out for those too! Peace out, brotherhams.

No. Seriously.

This blog is not dead. Neither am I. Well, it's possible that these thoughts did not pass through any minds of my faithful readers, but the reliable ticker to the right seems to think people are still coming here, so I would like to encourage that behavior. I will have new content for you shortly. I love you baby, just keep lovin' me.