Best Sticker, Ever X FAIL

I lost.
This is the best sticker ever. And only 5 for $5. What? Those are crack era prices. (Spotted at Uncrate)
I can think of dozens of garbage R&B crooners and lame rhyme kickers that should do us all a favor and sport these on their chests throughout their videos. That way the visual would match up with the lackluster audio we are being bombarded with.
Ray J X Sleazebag B-Rods
Now despite some people I’ve come to respect actually praising the merits of VH1’s latest hit reality vehicle, For the Love of Ray J, until last night I had only caught a couple of mind numbing scenes (one “contestant” was on the show sporting her wedding ring…WTF?). When sitting in front of the idiot box (does that term apply to flat screens?) you’re bound to catch a re-run and last night me and the wife watched the entire debut episode.
All I can say is that these tragic harlots are some of the most asinine examples of “women” [do note the quotations, please] I have witnessed in my life. Keep in mind that I’m from The Bronx, graduated from UVA, technically work in the music business, and list other reality series like Flavor of Love, Charm School and even Sober House as guilty pleasures. All that is to say I’ve witnessed and known some trifling ass buzzards in my lifetime. But these b-rods—again, note who I am referring to before you call me sexist—on For the Love of Brandy’s Brother got them all beat. One did a split and was humping the floor, another one spoke like Mushmouth and this one looks like she’s steady smelling something funky.
All this is to say that Ray J is surely caking off the shows success. Ergo, the For the Love of Ray J (The Soundtrack) the Kardashian poker speaks on in the above video. [via Koch Records]
Do I want to watch this show and catch up with what I’ve missed so far? No. Will I? Probably.
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Hip-Hop, Before The Bronx?
“The story is not just we’re saying that Hip-Hop didn’t start in the Bronx, we’re just saying it pre-dates the 1974 ‘cause Pete DJ Jones, this guys in his 60s and he was playing music in the Bronx in the late ’60s.”—Hasan Pore
Blasphemy you say? Yeah, I’d readily agree. No need for full disclosure since those that know me know very well that I represent The Bronx all day, every day. But, when I heard that Hasan Pore and Amen-Ra Lawrence were putting together a documentary [Founding Fathers] spotlighting DJ’s from Queens and Brooklyn that were rocking before the Holy Hip-Hop Trinity of Kool Herc, Grandmaster Flash and Afrika Bambaataa, I had to see what was up. [via AllHipHop]
Upon interviewing the two friends for AllHipHop.com, it became clear they’re not out to disrupt the established Hip-Hop zeitgeist. Instead they’re looking to bring some well deserved shine to DJs from around their way, and beyond, that only get passing mentions in most Hip-Hop history texts. From their knowledge of the culture and the clips floating around the Internet this Founding Fathers documentary looks like it will be a must see.
UPDATE(s): The NY Times mentioned my story in City Looks, good looks to BoogieDowner.
“The Real Hip Hop is Here (No Wait, Over There)” (via NBC New York)