Bonnaroo. Are you sick of hearing about it yet? Well tough cookies, because I'm certainly not done talking about it — hell, I even reviewed an alternate reality Bonnaroo yesterday. While I had an incredible Bonnaroo — D'angelo! GZA! Danny Brown! Yelawolf! Ludacris! Black Star! — I'm pretty sure that homie Dee Goodz had an even better one. Hell, I'd say that Dee might have won the whole damn festival, seeing as how he was the only local cat I know of to rock a tent stage. I wish I had known he was playing — it was probably announced, but the electronic connections we usually take for granted are null and void at Roo — but when I caught up with him the next day it had clearly gone well. Plus, there's video! Damn, impressive video. Watch it up above.
And now it's time for some non-dirty-hippie party and bullshittin'! Join me after the jump!
* And just for good measure, here's the tune that Dee dropped on Tuesday, before my hangover-roo had even worn off. That's hustle, kiddos.
* Black Cat Sylvester, the local oddball who's taking turntablism into new and previously unseen realms of weirdness, just dropped the first video from his "scratch band" with local DJs Wick-It and Ugly Lovely and drummer 24/7. It sounds more like the Dick Hyman's MOOG album or Acker Bilk on a head full of acid than normal, straight-ahead hip-hop, but that's what we've come to expect from Sylvester. Good stuff, check it out.
* Young Rell (aka Mello Rello) sent this one over to me, and I'm diggin' it. Although I've been a little uncomfortable with the word "swag" ever since I heard a Comcast commercial where some anonymous advertising mom declares "I've got swag" as only a thirty something white lady from the suburbs can. But that really has nothing to do with this song, which again, I dig. The drum tones are hella nasty, and I really like the female voice that weaves in and out. Rell's flow keeps getting tighter, more complex. His new tape Long Liveth drops soon, so keep an eye out.
* Bad credit, low-cal beer and gas stations aren't usually topics for hip-hop, but Kaby isn't your usual hip-hopper. I like the minimal beat and broke-as-a-joke lyrics, as Bonnaroo basically drained the coffers at P&B headquarters.
* Bill Breeze is back with a new tape from his production alter-ego Johnny Mo. The quality of Breeze's beats has gotten seriously crazy over the past year, and I feel pretty confident in declaring that he's quickly becoming one of the city's best producers. He's got a sense of melody and texture that I just don't see in a lot of the records that cross my transom.
* It's been a minute since we've heard anything from Camp Flamingo, but it looks like the time has been well spent. Rally flips some nasty beats full of horns, wobble beats and good old fashioned boom bap, managing to keep the "dub" in dubstep while retaining its connections to hip-hop. Top it off with some tight rhymes from Rally and Don Cruso, and you've got yourself a stunner of an electro-rap record.
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