Here's what ya favorite rhymin Green Horn got for X Mas.....
When you hit a certain age, you buy ya own toys, kids.... Kinda makes ya salivate, don't it?
Until next year, my friends, I'll be stressin it out like....
Peace, Unity, Love, & Having Fun.
IF? something "Sticks Out Like A Sore Thumb" in these then that would mean there's a penis in them sh*tz.... Bad idea, Baltimore call girl. Generalized America doesn't really think things through, huh? Only in the good 'ole U S of A.....
Busted out to the Berkshires courtesy ala ARClassic Records:
Big ups to the wholesome hospitality provided by The Arcitype's famalam, Dominik Omega, the supportive laughter of Dan the soundman, 50 year old Milfs lecturing about ear plugs, the random Western Mass town Class of 2002 High School Reunion, Kiki smackin' me in the face whilst wasted, money who laced me with the extra late ride back to Arcitype's family's compound, dude who kept palming me Sour Diesel all night, the "straggler" that tried to beat my ass over Esh's sourcasm, the now infamous "Suck my D*ck" heckler, whoever dropped a deuce and ruined the air we shared in the "BrickHouse", & homeboy who hash'ed me out at like 3 in the morning...
Big ups Dirty Ice & everyone's rhymin' hero of the night (literally!) Need Not Worry...
I hope my daughter doesn't gain an interest in bowling, "Truth Be Told".
"Tour" (lol) St.ARTs Thursday where ever we eat the holiday meal at.
Yeah, Esh, someone hadda cry for Washington after last night's devastating defeat.
Oh, and Happy B Day to my Moms yesterday and Esh's better half today.... Yay, birthdays (lol).
Thanks for tuning in IF? ya did.... It was fun even though I was sitting in my car in my driveway burning tree and bogue like a true deril with kids.... We keeps it real over here, homey.
Peace.
And Esh's excellent "A.D.D.ventures of an E.ccentric S.uper H.ero" been for sale via said means, but IF? ya need a late pass here:
Don't tell us we don't keep up with the times neither!!! lol
IF? ya net nerding it out tonight, catch CasUno on the ScrunchFace Show via Bloggerhouse tonight 'round 9PM for the stream feed.... I think they archive their sh*t, so IF? ya miss out on the live stream you might could play catch up St.ARTing tomorrow....
We're basically busy like octopus arms in the cookie jar, pah.
Peace.
Ya man always gotta leave with something like kiddies at the check out counter.....
IF? you click the cover above, our pals at ughh.com have it up for presale (even though they are holding now and will ship upon purchase).... Or you can paypal: illtelligentwreckkids@yahoo.com to cop direct from we...
We'll get this out to the bloggers, magazines still existant, websites, web stores, and physical locations in the coming days.... But bottomline; It's here fams. It's finally here....
Support the song saga that is we selling sh!t, suckas.
Yo, doesn't ya man in the chair look like an extremely aged Missing Ellaments? Ha! It's not him. Another odd flick I caught for entertainment's sake. Then why pictures of bald folk when explaining a song entitled "Good Hair"? I used to have stright f*ckin' hair. It was quite a spectacle, being a black man and all. I used to defy what Gawd gave me by braiding it, cutting it low, and even growing dreads a few times. In the end, my "good" hair ended up gone! I been bald for like 12 years now. The last time I had hair on my head my Mom took a picture of me doing random ish to waste film and when I took a look at the flick I was disgusted to find my hairline had crept back far enough for me to need to shave my head and keep it that way! Another beat produced by the infamous Gnostic. I've already been told that it's a bit of a disappointment to have my last solo track "ever" to be a joint about me losing my hair. Sh!t yo, it's a disappointment I have a bad hair line in life, man. These things happen. Don't worry, there might just be a little outro for yall to feast on before the disc St.ARTs over again from the intro. The sample's dumb recognizable. Here's to all my bald bretheren worldwide, somebody finally complained about going bald on record. Good hair, my ass. More like gone hair. Sh!t.I hope yall enjoyed my thoughts shared, I wouldn't know IF? you do cause you fockers like to read and not write back. That's bad pen pal status right there!
Tomorrow St.ARTs the campaign.
Maybe even a pre-order.
Keep checkin the blog to see, ya silent lurkers!!!
Peace.
Yeah, like life works like the picture above.... Seems a little fabricated and thought out just for a pictures sake. I'm pretty sure nobody wants flicks of them with groupies cascading the internet like that (I mean, sh!t, I found this low quality flick on-line, I don't know none of these cats and I got it up on our blog). Anyhow, this is one of those CasUno pays homage butters yo. On "The Art of Pissing People Off!!!" I remade Masta Ace's classic "Keep Ya Eyes On The Prize" with a new rendition of the original beat to really authenticate it. Same here. Lemme break down the grit and grime of this situation for yall. When "The Art Of Pissing People Off!!!" came out in 2004 a cat named Gnostic hit us up expressing interest. We came to find that he had some bangin beats, uber hip hop knolly, and a sh!tload of software. He was a generous lad, even invited me and Missing Ellaments to his wedding. Problem was, cousin was/is the flighty-est dude I have ever met. Can't meet deadlines or be a resonsible adult to save his life. I like Gnostic though. I found him to be pretty well educated, sophisticated, and compatable. Again, flighty cat & drank hard... Anyhow, he laced me with many discs while we chilled for those couple years. I still hear from him once every 3 years, see him at shows once every 2 years, and reads this blog (plus others we are featured on) religiously (Hi Gnostic!). Let it be known I have made several attempts to let Gnostic know I used his beats and tried to get his involvement, but to no avail. IF? you know me like that you know I don't hold back. He indeed caught a great deal of me not holding back as he attempted to get down with us those couple of years... So onto the now. I been wanting to remake "Sally Got A One Track Mind" for years cause one of the beats on this disc was a great interpolation of said song with the same samples (maybe even more elements than Diamond's version) and let's face it, I love early 90s/late 80s rap the most. I invited Reason to rock the second verse cause Reason always found ways to get me involved in his music and always wanted to return the favor. Plus I always like his raps and I know Reas is a big Diamond D fan too. We both mimmicked Diamond's flow patterns and made them original to we. I chose to keep it general on some "groupies got a..." rather than another chic's name to keep myself from getting interogated by the wife thinking the name I chose held significance, but all in all, my wife wants to know why I'm making songs about groupies. The answer: I have no clue, I'm just trying to fit a format and never speak in a personal context and sh!t, what do I know about groupies.... I think we pulled it off but out of all the tracks I have explained thusfar, this track and the last track on the project have caught all the negative scrutiny. Did I make a record that built up to a non-climactic ending? Or is that scary that these are the 2 last CasUno solo tracks I'm leaving yall with? Don't be scurred.....
There's only 1 day left!
"Promotional Left Hand Daps" had a track entitled "72 CCs of Serum 76" and this is the 2nd "word" piece written the same time as the 1st. 2002 or so, late night on some intense mushroom. I stayed up all night writing and these 2 pieces came from that. I stand behind the words expressed in both of these pieces fully even now years and years later. I knew I'd eventually find a home for it some day. Same steez as the 1st version, main vocal reciting the actual prose and all my adlibs attacking the main vocal. Instead of an original medley added to spit over, Ink got lucky and just straight played "a" record while my verbs were on and it fit perfectly. Nice likkle entertaining break from the madness that is "SOLAST" right before yall get beat in the head with the last 2 (bonus) tracks....
Don't cup the mic, B!!!!!!!!!!! 'The f*ck outta here, son.... Big man in blue was caught on facebook stating "Best Hip Hop show I ever been to!"... Sharpness is over-rated, having fun is always precedence, suckas..... Aim to entertain, pick-pockets, it's your only hope......
A strong while ago, DJ AlBums used to live with a cat that ended up getting into producing by way of Bums influence and a large record collection. Whenever we got into my car beat discs would be broken out and shared as well as the battle of beats and volume that would ensue within the confines of their shared space. Ha! When cats leave beat discs behind, ya man right here would never consider throwing away (nor giving back to the righfull owner unless asked). Enter Black Floyd aka my man Tyson. This one beat in particular had me open. I asked Tyson to edit the beat more to my liking but that never ended up getting placed into my hands, so in true "Intox-I-Rox" spirit, I just wrote to the sequence given to me and added some creative juices not normally seen within my songs. The bar pattern for this arrangement is like rhyme-able beat for 6 to 8 measures, breakdown, rhyme-able beat for 6 to 8 more measures, breakdown, etc.... So we built around that making the parts that I didn't rhyme on opportunities for Esh & Ink (playing their best Marv Albert/Tommy Heinson roles) to provide commentary about me and said song on some sports show host ish. These 2 cats are clowns, yo. They killed the commentary. I did my best to provide insight of I to the listener on some summarization ish. Mind you, the project was supposed to be entitled "The Simplistic Intricacy" so we were under the impression that this was going to be the title track. Kinda glad I switched ish up, but I will add that this particular song reminds some of a De La "3 Feet High..." or "Dead" feel. I wasn't even aiming for that, but I'll sure as hell take it. This song ends the last official track to the project and the last 3 are basically an outro of sorts and 2 bonus jammies.... I'll try my best to whiz those explanations out in the next 2 days as the project will be with we by Thursday...
Pre-order IF? ya like now, the official campaign St.ARTs Thursday. Word.
For pre-orders & general info: HERE
And yo, Marvel Comics is on some sh!t with this:
Peace.
Yeah, mistaken magic right here. The original song line up was supposed to be myself, Prone2 of The Greater Good, Shawn Jackson, & Roc Doogie... To make a long story mini me size, 2 of those cats blew me off something silent after committing to doing the track and getting the beat from I. I'll leave let alone, I'm trying hard not to open my mouth IF? not necessary even though the f*ckin cattle prods been out and about lately antagonizing. I'll save that lecture for a more infuriated day. I ended up landing my brothers Roc Doogie (of Phenetiks) & Dirty Ice (of Durdie Dirty) on said track. Roc was actually apart of the original cast so there are still e mails in existence addressing those who omitted getting down for the get down. Anyhow, Roc laced this ish first and it prompted me to write and record my ish as soon as I could get it done. Ice was attempting to contract Esh to help him record and laced my ish while doing so... Actually, Ice tried to record a very well prepared verse one night, couldn't nail it, and ended up spitting some whole other ish. I asked him to come back through and lace the original verse whilst recording with Esh anyhow and he did. I like that verse yo, it's good stuff. Stellar beat selection by way of Dox, I mean, this ish to me sounds like Peter Phillips all day, but then again I just use my ears to judge music. Gibran added some elements and helped out with the arrangement. All in all, posse cuts is coming back, captain! I been rocking my verse to this live for a few, so long that the last time we rocked Cousin Larry's in Danbury, CT I rocked this ish with my brother Roc Doogie next to me doing his ish. We got some theme music yall....
FYI: Manufacturing has hit me up and let me know that our newest catalog number will be to us by the end of the week. I obviously have a great deal of sh!t to do in preparation. My wife's best friend is getting married Saturday and my wife is all in (the wedding even!). I think my son has a doctor's appointment this week for a booster shot. All whilst I continue to work at my place of employment 6 days a week and damn near 2 shifts.... When it rains it pours, people.
Happy B Day to Len Ramos (LenAce Entertainment) & my brother Bizz Benwa.
RIP to Eyedea. I ain't know you none and I ain't about to hop on the already overwhelming bandwagon of everyone-thought-they-was-ya-best-friend, but I will share this reality based nugget of knolly. Last summer we were scheduled to open for E&A like PDP do every time they came to town. Some sort of beef ensued between the promoter of like shows and the venue that housed them so the show got moved downstairs from this place at a spot that is known more for the Gothic frolic than the boom bap. We showed up early to get instructions from a sound man we've worked with many a time before who chose to not know us this night and let us know that the doors opened at 8PM and we were on at 7:30. IF? it hadn't been that Reason was scheduled to rock as the doors opened, we all wouldn't have ended up in the same hypothetical boat IF? you will.... You see, they brought an opener (Kristoff Krane?) and he was on at 8:20PM. He was on 'til 8:50PM and E&A was scheduled to rock from 9PM 'til 10:20 - 10:30PM.... which in the end was due to the impromptu club change abiding by "club night" rules (show ends early so club can reopen or close for night)... Bottom line, these cats was about to rock for an hour and a half?!? We bounced and enjoyed a good night of dranking after that even though no one wanted to let us parlay in their apartment like that. Rest In Everlasting Peace Eyedea.... At 28 years of age, you were far too young to add onto the extensive list of deceased hip hop practitioners.
Ever Smoke a Canned Creme Curl, Cousin?
We aim to entertain, not aim for where ever you hold ya wallet....
