Picture a futuristic world where artists, who although visionary, true and real, that aren't normally Dj'ed into mixtapes...suddenly...were...
Wouldn't that be great?
On this fabled mixtape, many artists featured are the sort that you would've previously been ridiculed for not owning, when you sheepishly asked in a record store. In this future, they will be given to you, in December, by an expert through a computer:
(The doors of the store open automatically, as if by magic)
Note to travellers, when away from home leave all your CD's at your parents house. I did not, and now British and Canadian burocrats are holding them up at the port of Toronto because of "paperwork protocol changes."
MP3 players are shiny, but they do not play in CD players.
So when I want to drive in the car, I'm living with the three CD's that I have in the house. Here are my three favourite songs off each.
Gnarls Barkley doesn't like to make a lot of appearances, but his travelling band has a really great singer, Draculo is his name, he's from Atlanta, and he's the best rapper alive.
Nice cover, Gnarls Barkley graduated with high marks from the Professor Murder Institute for great artwork. If you already have these songs, bear in mind, I ripped really high quality versions, cause I'm Santa like that.
After nearly a month of being a certified hobo, I have a home again. That means we're back at Grilling It. Apres this, le deluge, but here's the funniest item in the history of the internet to get the faithful and users of google.com/reader warmed up.
Click the white box.
This is how I feel about the absence. Gold star to Apt One
Apparently "Rio Bravo" is a livestock breeding facility. The thumbnail of the image below look suspiciously like the Shootsie Muffin, a troublesome breed of Rotweiler that nearly derailed Rotweilering altogether.
Angie Dickinson as "Feathers" is the oasis of the bonerderosa.
"I prefer peace. Wouldn't have to have one worldly possession. But essentially I'm an animal, so just what do I do, with all the aggression?" Gnarls Barkley
"The trouble with Nixon is that he's a serious politics junkie. He's totally hooked and like any other junkie, he's a bummer to have around, especially as President." Hunter S. Thompson
"I was in Kashmir last weekend. Went to visit one of my sweaters." Albert Brooks
That's a photo of me from film school when I went through a heavy "Albert Brooks" phase. Pictured with me is Jeff Sinclair during his "Vegas Whippersnapper in the Fifties" phase.
Tonight, since I cannae has Cheesburger (heart health foodzealot Diet 2K8, article 17 Alpha "Wintertime Burgers Only When Seriously Hungover") here's some "Hamburger."
On "Ayo Technology" and "I Get Money" he sounds a lot less like a man who's soul, unbowed by bullet failure, is trying to escape it's earthly vessel due to lack of MC talent.
People who think Kanye has an ego problem need to watch the last shot of the "I Get Money" video. It's gross though. What you can't see on the video still is that he has one of those airbrushed pictures of himself wearing a crown on the back of his vest.
On a side note, after seeing The Blood Diamond my little sister yelled at me for listening to rap music, citing Fiddy repeatedly for the impending doom that she feels Western culture is embracing. I laughed.
2nd Contender:
Kanye.
I'm still waiting for Kanye to have something worth all the bragging and cockiness. On this album, he gives enough that the hate must stop.
"I don't see why I need a stylist When I shop so much I could speak Italian"
Those are Gwen rhymes. Kanye should leave Gwen rhymes to Gwen.
You do Kanye:
Kanye is awesome. I'm no longer a skeptical hip hop head who semi-begrudgingly likes loose Kanye joints here and there. I'm a fan of Kanye West, I will not buy the T-Shirt, but I will go to the show.
HEY KANYE!!!
See you at the True North Center, I'll be with Johnny and we'll be the only guys wearing jerseys, with towels around our necks and without holograms on our hats.
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