“Big L, Rest In Peace…”

05/28/2010

Not tryna turn this site into a big memorial wall- what with the Group Therapy post from the other day and the B.I.G. post from last week and whatnot. However, this weekend marks what woulda been the 36th birthday of another great MC who lost his life at age 24.

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DANJ! Presents: Group Therapy, Pt. 1

05/25/2010

So… one day last week, I’m mindin’ my own business on Twitter, shootin’ the shit and whatnot. Suddenly, folk start talkin’ about the nominations for this year’s BET Awards. Now of course, I have no interest in seein’ the awards this year (especially after last year’s bullshit), but I go to check these nominees out anyway, right…

There’s three things I came away from it with: A) There’s no need for a Best Female Hip-Hop Artist category anymore, since there’s only one that’s been slightly relevant  in the last year,  B) Justin Bieber is the new face of blue-eyed soul (?), and C) R&B and Hip-Hop groups are at an all-time low. Any time The New Boyz (who have a total of one hit), Dirty Money (who haven’t dropped an album), and Young Money (who’s actually just a buncha solo artists who made an album together) are up for it… I guess all you gotta do is be a group to get into that category nowadays.

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“Jeeeesus, The Notorious…”

05/21/2010

My name is DANJ! and the The Notorious B.I.G. is my favorite MC of all-time. I need y’all to feel me on this right now…

Maaaan, lemme tell y’all. When he was just the big guy with the gold fronts in that SuperCat video talkin’ ’bout “I love it when ya call me Big Poppa/ The show stoppa/ The rhyme droppa…”, I was rockin’ with that crazily. When I listened to DJ Celo‘s Saturday Night Megamix on WKYS in April ’93 and heard “Party & Bullshit”, I went out and copped the Who’s The Man? soundtrack the following week. When I’d read The Source and see how much they bigged him up, I had the feeling he was gonna be one to check for. And when Ready To Die dropped… well sheeeit, the rest was history.

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The Grandmaster

05/20/2010

Happy belated 5th birthday to YouTube. While video streaming was around on the net long ago, it’s the Tube that is thee all-time shit.

Think about it- how many things has YouTube brought into your internet experience that wasn’t there before? And if you happen to be a nostalgia addict like myself, well got-damn… how much old stuff that you forgot all about, haven’t seen in a long time, or didn’t know about in the first place has YouTube provided you the chance to see? For me, between random old wrasslin’ shit to videos I hadn’t seen since forever ago… I don’t even remember what the hell I used to do on the internet before YT came along. Which brings me to today’s entry…

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An Open Letter To The-Dream

05/17/2010

Ayo Terius,

*Shakes head* This gives me a really BAD feelin’… all day long.

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“F**k You, Ice Cube!”

05/13/2010

I was willin’ to say ‘fuck it, I caught y’all… just pay me what you owe me and we can keep rollin’. But they wanted to save face, they felt like if they paid me, they was gon’ have to pay everybody else. So they attitude was like ‘fuck you nigga, what you gonna do, go solo?’ – Ice Cube on leaving N.W.A.

20 years ago this month, Ice Cube dropped his first solo album, AmeriKKKa’s Most Wanted, starting a solo career that unexpectedly blew him up even bigger than he was as a member of N.W.A. It was considered a lateral move at the time to leave the group when they were at the height of their success, but Cube was smart to the business, and gettin’ fucked over wasn’t in his plans. As it turned out, he was not only right about his reason for leaving, but right to believe he could do his own thing as a solo artist. While Dre n’nem were still gettin’ chumped by Eazy-E and Jerry Heller, Cube went and made an instant classic with the help of The Bomb Squad.

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“Now You’ve Been Exposed Like A Person Undressed…” (c) Guru

05/11/2010

Literally. *ZING!*

It’s amazing how many old Guru lines can be applied to this hack-ass nigga Solar. The more that comes out about this man, the worse it gets for his reputation. From shittin’ on Guru’s family, to issuing statements that Guru miraculously came out of a coma and wrote “the most part” of, and now getting his sketchy e-mails aired out… I can’t think of a bigger punching bag in the history of hip-hop. Well, there’s Prodigy from Mobb Deep of course, but he’s in jail so he doesn’t count.

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The 90s Loved The 80s: (More) Punk Smooth Sh*t

05/08/2010

Some of you early, early DLT90s readers might recall the first time I covered this, but I’m a superfan of them smooth ’80s R&B joints. I zone with those when I’m in coolout mode and whatnot. For that same reason, I also rock with a lot of the hip-hop tracks that sampled them during the ’90s. Truth  be told, when a newer song samples one I used to like, there’s a 75/25 chance I’m automatically gonna like it. While that’s not always the case, it helps a lot. So this brings us to today’s entry, with four more tracks from the ’90s that I hold in such esteem, which borrowed heavily from four from the ’80s that I like just as much.

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Man Behind The Music: Timbaland

05/05/2010

As I sit here listenin’ to this “Timbo The King!” playlist on my obscenely incredible iPod, I gotta say Timbaland is a bad muh’fukka. I’ve been a fan of his beatwork over the better part of the last 14 years or so, as he’s constantly dropped too many game-changing tracks to name.

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It’s The Hard Knock Life.

05/03/2010

Any of y’all ever seen Backstage? That documentary on the goings-on behind the scenes of the Hard Knock Life Tour? It wasn’t quite a must-have, but if you’ve ever wanted to see Dame Dash shit on DJ Clue‘s multi-directional haircut game, that’s the DVD for you. I was watchin’ it a couple nights ago, and it reminded me of how hyped I was to see that concert when it came here on Friday, March 26, 1999. My brother went and got both of our tickets a couple weeks prior, I had my new Phat Farm shirt on, and I was ready to go that afternoon.

But there was only one problem: I didn’t get to see the shit.

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