DJ Infamous feat. Jeezy, Ludacris, Juicy J, and Hitmaka – “Double Cup” Feb18

DJ Infamous feat. Jeezy, Ludacris, Juicy J, and Hitmaka – “Double Cup”...

This video appears today, and I have a lot of questions which were answered in this Behind The Scenes video (go here first) The formula is this. DJ Infamous is skinny DJ Khaled. He’s done this overseering before to great success. Then find a mediocre rapper turnt singer in search of a resurrection. Hitmaka FKA Yung Berg FKA Iceberg Find a willing producer like KE on the Track to make the record. Add 3 Southern rappers, preferably over-30 rappers to lend legitimacy. Recipe for a hit. (OnSmash via...

Kenny Dope and Raheem DeVaughn feat. Rhymefest – “Final Call” Feb18

Kenny Dope and Raheem DeVaughn feat. Rhymefest – “Final Call”...

Kenny Dope and Raheem DeVaughn team up with former alderman candidate and Grammy winner, Rhymefest, on a track celebrating Black pride and the upcoming Saviours’ Day. @2dopeposts <<< Check It >>> FINAL CALL – KENNY DOPE, @raheemdevaughn , FT.@rhymefest (Official Video): http://t.co/VLqPoypELn via @youtube — Kenny Dope (@Kdope50) February 18,...

Blaqstarr feat. Common – “Dear Diamond”...

Is this TV on the Radio? Is this Labi Siffre on main vocals? Why is Common “singing” tone deaf like Aloe Blacc on this record? Blaqstarr has grown far from his martial beats and autotuned vocals. After producing for M.I.A. and Rye Rye while growing the Baltimore dance sound, this song is a “radio-friendly” departure. Man, couldn’t he have gotten Mos Def to sing Common’s part?...

Illangelo and Rochelle Jordan – “What The Fuss” Feb18

Illangelo and Rochelle Jordan – “What The Fuss”...

Every article about Illangelo mentions his previous production relationship with The Weeknd. Sounds like a hard way for a man to break away from his past and move into the future, but for our site it’s a great way for the search engine robots to find us faster. Hooray for SEO! All kidding aside, this beat is not for play. Rochelle Jordan coos and slides effortlessly through Illangelo’s hazy, elastic production. This is what R&B music should become: sexy and future forward. Toronto keeps delivering....

Beyonce – Drunk in Love (Weeknd Remix) Feb16

Beyonce – Drunk in Love (Weeknd Remix)...

Here’s the latest remix of Beyonce’s hit “Drunk In Love”. This one is a bit different as there is no Bey or Jay in this remix. It’s the Weeknd crooning over the beat while putting his own flavor to the lyrics. I dig it. Check it below. Shouts to The Fader for the...

PARTYNEXTDOOR – “Persian Rugs” Feb16

PARTYNEXTDOOR – “Persian Rugs”...

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Beyonce feat Jay-Z – Drunk in Love (Diplo Remix)...

This track is a heater! Diplo can take anything and turn it into something that you want to flip tables over when you listen to it. This is a pretty good example. Check it out...

Flatbush ZOMBiES – “Lit” Feb15

Flatbush ZOMBiES – “Lit”...

The Architect has constructed a laid-back beat with a woozy horn. A perfect backdrop for him, Meech, and Juice spit some throwback-type rhymes. Good shit! From their upcoming EP, It’s All A Matter of Perspective....

Beyonce feat. Jay Z and Kanye West – Drunk In Love (remix – clean) Feb14

Beyonce feat. Jay Z and Kanye West – Drunk In Love (remix – clean)...

An actual remix allegedly. Sounds a bit chopped and screwed. Still has the original’s beat and melody with Kanye’s verse shoehorned in front then Beyonce and Jay. Not a complete mess like the Power (remix). This could get some radio spins. (The Angie Review via...

Toro Y Moi – “Cola”...

I know distance kills relationships. I tried lying to myself by saying my situation was temporary. I will go back home. I know it’s a lie. I love it here. I don’t really love it here. It’s tough. This city will accept all your dreams and suffer no fools. Home is a comforting, inviting, and forgiving. We lied to each other. We lied to ourselves. Distance kills relationships that aren’t built to last. We had strong ties but miles to go on critical attributes. Our wants seem similar. Our wants are disparate. I could project strength for only so long. I could mask the hurt with whimsy for so long. I could stretch a lie for only so far. She ended it. No whimpering. The break was resolute and absolute. I haven’t spoken to her since, and it’s a shame. Irreverant unofficial video CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Al Green – “Simply Beautiful”...

I know this about me. I know the girl I want has to be pretty. I know she’s beautiful. I know she’s too pretty for me. I constantly fight outside my weight class. That’s just the way it is. So while my pattern has not netted an abundance of ass, the dimes-to-nickels ratio highly favors the dimes in my POV. But at what cost? In the past I gave up my most precious resource, time, for the chase. And many times the pondering, the relentless pursuit, the dedication to beauty would freeze me. I put that pussy on a pedestal. And because all these girls were smart as well, my heart got hammered. I kept getting played outta position. I wanted Al’s song to come forth from my heart to lavish on a beautiful, smart woman who was foolish enough to love me back unconditionally. I was a romantic optimist. Louis CK would beg to differ. Listen to this song. Listen to deliberate torpor of the production. Al’s voice murmurs and quivers. He is determined yet vulnerable. He would give everything and more to this woman. I would give everything and more to the right woman. Original smoldering recipe. Special acoustic bonus! CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Jamiroquai – “Morning Glory”...

I have had only one relationship end without contention and bitterness. I know I caused it. I was too strong in views. I was not serious enough about serious shit. I was hard to be easy, too easy to be hard. Yet she still suffered through my emotions. Maybe because she was so pure in heart and direction, I felt like I was made to protect her from all the ills in the world. She was far more accomplished at her age than I was at mine, yet she made me feel dominant. I like to think that. During the heart of our relationship, I had purchased the O. Henry Prize Short Stories collection. The prizewinner was Kevin Brockmeier’s “The Ceiling” which I don’t remember much except for the ending. An ending which mirrored my life’s growing inflexibility vs her nascent acceleration to greatness. In the end she was too good for me. Her shy, broad smile and bright eyes are burnished into my mind and outshines the faces of girls I spent more time with during my lifetime. She is the one who got away because I was not good enough. CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Coldplay – “Sparks”...

There was one girl who dug me right from jump. The problem is I was infatuated with the girl who introduced us. But there’s no claim. And the heart wants what it wants. So I let my id take the wheel. Conspiracy was abundant. In a rush to see this tall drink of water at her home, my car caught a flat en route. (side note — for those counting and caring, I would catch 3 flats en route to pussy in my lifetime.) Donuts still roll, so I carried on. Homemade Italian food, an uncanny horoscope reading, and the tallest bed I’ve ever laid on. (fragment synopsis, enjoy it) That was the apex. I would learn I was a means to an end. And now I’m stuck with this fucking Coldplay song in my head forever. CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Dave Matthews Band – “Crush”...

When I first saw her in the crowded makeshift library, she was stunning and shockingly unaffected. She always looked glamorous yet innocent. I knew I would run into her again when I was less in a rush. That next time would be an hour later when by chance again I would run into her at McDonalds. Normally I am petrified by beautiful girls, but she seemed so affable and easy to approach. Her friend was visiting from work and was less everything. And there I learned how she loved DMB and her tragic flaw to be attracted to older men who would inexorably fail her. She is Estella in Great Expectations. I am no Pip, and there is no benefactor Abel Magwitch. She was bred to be with more than me because her family was so much less. She is the one who needed to escape and blossom. I like to think I helped her along, but I was caught in her gravity. Her crushing gravity. CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Lenny Kravitz – “It Ain’t Over ‘Til It’s Over”...

The longest continuous period of locked-down relationship bullshit I endured was 4 years. It was gawddamn work. I wouldn’t wish that shit on anybody. Sure there were good times, but all I remember were the tears I cried and pain inside. So many years we tried to keep that love inside. Ha! I was channelling Lenny for a minute. One Valentine’s Day, I think it was our last official one together, we worked together at this computer school. She sat upfront to greet students; I sat in the back to handle calls and process shit. I had ordered flowers for her, something nice for the front desk that my humble salary could afford. I just had to wait for the delivery. Delivery man arrives with balloons. They’re for her. What the fuck! They are from some other teaching assistant. WHAT THE FUCK! No fucking decorum with these vultures! Then another set of balloons arrive for her. Those are from a student. Now she has a gang of balloons/flowers/bullshit and my shit hasn’t arrived yet. And she’s answering questions from other gawkers like, “no they aren’t from my boyfriend, but aren’t they nice?” And when my bullshit vase with a half-dozen roses arrives…WHO THE FUCK CARES? I got out-Whataburgered on fucking Valentine’s Day. And at my advanced age, I know this shit holiday is really an arms race. Go strong or keep that shit to yourself. So many years we tried to keep our love alive… CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...