Remember how you used to hang out with your pals, wondering outloud when somebody would make a rap record where the MC would promise, “I’m going to come Australian, then I’m going to come Reggae, and then I’m going to come Hip Hop”? Turns out that Sir Ibu did that in 1987 on the b-side to Divine Force‘s “Holy War (Live)”. Admittedly, it sounds more like Dick Van Dyke‘s portrayal of a cockney chimney sweep in Mary Poppins, but as he says, it’s definitely “very unusual”. Come to think of it, his “reggae” style isn’t that hot either.
If you’re in Melbourne on 14 December, swing past the laucnh party for the new issue of Acclaim mag where I’ll be stunting in a CRC polo, creeping out interns and aiming for my usual “World’s Drunkest Man” award, while checking out if these Underachievers characters qualify for New Rap That Doesn’t Suck status. RSVP here.
Footage of Action Bronson‘s recent visit to Australia, where he enjoyed local trees, frosted beverages and the simple pleasures of riding a jet ski in between almost getting bagged-up for bombing the suburbs.
This week’s episode of The Combat Jack Show included a guest host by the name of NY Delight and some folks calling in, including some douche hammer called Robbie from Unkut dropping science on the Greatest Weed Carrier of All-Time.
Just because Australia was once filled with the crooks that England didn’t want doesn’t mean that it’s a nation of ‘tea-leafs’, right? Here’s the latest installment of people stealing shit from Americans On Rap Tours. While Talib Kweli was able to get his laptop back (but not his fitted), it seems that this story has a happier ending for a certain teetotalling Canadian beat-smith: (more…)
So I checked out this EPMD show the other night, and it was pretty entertaining for the most part. Getting drunk and shouting along to ‘It’s My Thing’, ‘Headbanger’ and ‘So Whatcha Sayin’ is never a bad way to pass a Friday night, but there was one major fly in the ointment…the massive ENCORE FAIL that left me and the crew on some ‘Fuckouttahere!’ train of thought. Erick and Parrish made seven albums together, plus three solos each and whatever else you care to include, and they step back out on stage to perform the same two songs they did at the start of the night! And not classic EPMD tracks either, we’re talking about ‘Da Joint’ and ‘Richter Scale’ from that forgettable fifth LP! In a set that skipped over gems such as ‘Hardcore’ and ‘Total Kaos’, the whole incident verged on some ‘never forgive’ action, like writing ‘WAR’ through Fat Albert.
The obvious question this raises is are PMD and the EE Double losing their minds as a result of some kind of degenerative mental disease? How else could anyone explain two veteran performers making such a bizarre decision? Until I get to the bottom of this, the question I’ve got for everyone out there in the internets is:
What is the most effed-up thing you’ve ever seen happen at a rap show?
Front page of the local rag today was a story about the upcoming concert from the Axis of Evil or whatever The Gayme, Akorn and Juelz “Carlos” Santana are calling this tour. Following up the Australian Immigration Dept. preventing Snoop Dogg from entering the country a few months back (even though he toured a year earlier) and the unfortunate incident where the producers of TV’s Rove tried to get Xzibit to fondle Michael Buble‘s junk on stage or something, which he refused, only to be informed that “you know we came a long way just having you on the program”, which the X-Man took offense to and got the fuck outta Dodge. (more…)