A few Thursdays ago I had a really cracked out night. I did a whole bunch of bad shit and was hammered at 6am cause of these fucking LA kids. Anyway, when I was smoking my 87th cigarette before I started my walk home in broad daylight, someone threw on this Clams Casino instrumental. I had literally one of the most important days of work ever at 9am and I couldn’t have been more fiended out. But this shit actually made me feel a little better.
I’m posting this shit because I anticipate a repeat of that Thursday tonight. It’s already 2am during Fiend Night @ The Studio and I just realized I gotta check my man Austin P at the Westway tonight. So I figured it be easier to post this now so I can easily listen to it from my phone on my inevitable fiend walk home.
PS – If you haven’t heard just the instrumental (which I know is heavily sampled from another artist), then listen. Always thought this was a nice beat. Not gonna comment on the artist that used this beat but lets just say some things are better left without vocals.
Cole blessed us with the A-room tonight. So it’s officially fiend night. Bas serious right now. He can finish a whole album at this pace. Can’t wait to show everyone the Aint Da One video he finished tonight too. That shits gonna be retarded.
A whole bunch of fiends like @oakshades, Reg, Hemdi, Gunna, Frenchie, and the usual Dreamville suspects all here. Bas working right now on some new shit, the rest of us fiends are just super mooked avoiding expensive professional studio equipment.
Tomorrow is #FIENDFriday and another drop from Bas. Don’t fucking miss this one.
As something more nuanced than the cacophony of predictable drops and loud bass coming up around here, I’d like to throw the hat of maverick DJ and drug enthusiast Flying Lotus into the ring. His latest album, “Until The Quiet Comes”, is dropping this October and today he released the albums first single, a song called “See Thru To U” featuring Erykah Badu.
Though I’m not sure this a great choice for a first “single”, the song is still an awesome teaser. Splashing drums, funky, scale sliding bass (has to be Thundercat?) and Badu’s voice create a diverse, soothing tune. And all that in only 2:25.
I honestly have no clue what the sound of this album is going to be because FlyLo is so consistent at being a chameleon within the genre. The only thing more inspired than songs as cosmically trippy as “Do The Astral Plane” (one of 2010′s best tracks) or “Tea Leaf Dancers” is the ways in which their sounds are so sonically different, yet their moods so distinctly similar.
What makes FlyLo’s music so real is his legitimate curiosity for understanding bigger questions that create complicated emotions. Though far from featuring lyrics in all of his creations, when FlyLo lets guests shine on his tracks their wordsmanship is, to me, not in the same league as the fluff everyone jocks constantly. The instrumental flourishes and production tweaks too! Who else is using the sounds of respirators and hospital machines from their dying mother’s hospital room in such melancholy tracks? Who even has the balls to think of that?
“Until The Quiet Comes” is easily one of my most anticipated albums this year. The tracklisting (and a $44 limited edition vinyl, what the fuck!) just got my boner even harder. Guests spots from Thom Yorke and Johnny Greenwood of Radiohead, Laura Darlington coming back and Thundercat, who is an absolute beast on the bass. For my money, Thundercat’s “The Golden Age of the Apocalypse” was easily one of last year’s most underrated records. And what’s the name of their collaboration on this album? “DMT Song”. Jesus I cannot wait to hear that.
Below is a Flying Lotus starters playlist on Spotify and a picture of him smoking a blunt.
Welp, these guys have won the Internet again, because this shit is gold. As if “Bed Intruder” wasn’t enough they had to come and drop this hot track into my life?
This is even more damaging. Not only can I not stop saying “DAYUMMMM DAYYUUMMM DAYUMMMM!”, I’m fucking dying for Five Guys right now. With 400,000 views in 16 hours it’s clear this bad boy is about to be everywhere. Including my ringtone.
PS: My man’s point about weak burger vs. strong burger is great. A couple of months ago I ate so much at Corner Bistro that I almost vomited at 13th Step. Literally just sweating burger meat, chili, fries and McSorely’s Ale. Completely savage.
The game meant absolutely nothing except for the fact that the US has never won at Azteca before. Anyone that knows me knows I’ve never played Fifa with any other squad besides the US. Other fraud homies use the 5 star squads like all my friends, but I’m a true US soccer fan. Shit was a big deal in that world. Mexico is pissed, they love that record.
I also have been sick the last two days and I’m going stir crazy so I knida just zoned in on this game as an outlet too.
Good Shit for my man Howard, he killed it. Used to Sub his ass in over Keller in Fifa ’06. Nice to see my man Beasley catch a Mexico City win too, been rocking with him since like Fifa ’02. All around great win.
Around 4am this morning I woke up to take a piss and crush some Orange, Peach, Mango juice. I woke up to this text from Wave. I couldn’t go back to sleep at all. I got called a misogynist yo!
I FUCKING LOVE WOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can’t even begin to explain how much I love women. I’m not going to. I don’t need to. The women in my life that I care about would NEVER EVER call me a misogynist. They would laugh in your face. The irony behind calling me a Misogynist is that #TeamNoDaughters was born from the love of women.
I don’t remember where #TeamNoDaughters specifically came from but I do know what inspired me to start blogging about it. I simply cannot handle the idea of having a daughter. Why? It’s not cause I hate women, it’s cause I know how dudes work. I cannot have my child have to deal with every man that ever interacts with her thinking about fucking the snot out of her. NO. Every sip of alcohol taking her guard down a little bit. Every asshole with an expensive watch and a fancy job title wining and dining her only to fuck her and dip as soon as she shows any attachment.
I can’t do it.
Seriously watch this video
Not one… TWO dudes tatted on her butthole. She’s 22. TWENTY TWO YEARS OLD. Look at how bodied she is. SHE IS GETTING HER BUTTHOLE TATTOOED. This is where #TeamNoDaughters comes from. I can’t do it. I can’t have that be an option for my child. I don’t hate women. I love them so much that I wish I could save every hoe in the world. I wish I could tell every girl who hates themselves cause their dad was an asshole, that they are beautiful and he’s a bag of douche. I want to take all the heartbroken single moms who have been desserted by fucktards not man enough to raise their kids to brunch.
We love women. All types of women.
I hope that clarifies some things for the ladies.
PS. SHE FUCKING GOT HER ASSHOLE TATTOOED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PPS. To the lovely lady who sent Wave this email, he has no clue I just wrote this. He is at home dying of a fever. I cannot wait to meet you either cause Wave said that once we meet the stars are gonna align and all I’m gonna wanna do is make little babies who have amazing hair with you. He said the combination of your affinity for mook, hiphop and your curls are gonna drive me insane.
PPPS. Money, Mook and Mango Smoothies are the only things I love as much/maybe a little more then women.
PPPPS. FUCK. It get’s even worse. Peep this fucking music video this girl was in. What kind of woman signs up to be in this music video?