Friday, October 12, 2012

Party & Bullsh*t: This Week in Nashville Hip-Hop [The Black Keys and RZA, Ke$ha, Malaki, The Bezzeled Gang, Young Buck, Gazer]

Posted by on Fri, Oct 12, 2012 at 2:12 PM

You guys know me — I'll take any excuse to post some Wu Tang. And oh, this is one helluva an excuse — our hometown rock champs, The Black Keys, just dropped their new collab with RZA. "The Baddest Man Alive" is the second-newest track from the soundtrack to RZA's directorial debut The Man With the Iron Fists — Kanye's contirbution "White Dress" dropped this morning — and it's fucking preeeeee-mo. I'm not always a fan of The Black Keys — remember that time I gave Auerbach an unsolicited review of his back-catalog? — but I think the combo of Wu Tang style and Black Keys tone is really fucking killer. How killer? So killer, I'm clearly ignoring the fact that P-Rod already posted it. And can we talk about how absolutely motherfucking badass The Man With the Iron Fists looks? WICKED FUCKING BADASS. I want Bobby Digital to make all of the movies, ever. RZA's The Tao of Wu is one of my favorite books ever, and I'm really interested to see how his philosophy translates to a balls-out action film. At the very least, the soundtrack is gonna rule. You can checkout "Baddest Man" over on Fuse or here on the Cream.

And now it's time for more chess-boxing, er, partyin' and bullshittin'...

* From the Department of What in the Ever-Loving Fuck: Ke$ha's on the cover of Vibe. I don't even really know where to begin with this one. I mean, I love Kesh@, but I don't know if I would really qualify her as "hip-hop's guilty pleasure." But whatever, as a dude who makes a significant portion of his income writing for print magazines, I totally understand that you gotta do what you gotta do to move those issues off the shelf. Still a little confused by the whole affair though.


* Malaki's new single isn't actually about Cheetos, but Cheetos do make a cameo. As blogger, I'm required by law to talk about Cheetos. I should also mention that I'm still in my pajamas. Them's the rules, folks.


* I've never heard anyone use the phrase "I'm dusted" to refer to their level of intoxication, but I'm also sitting in my pajamas talking about Cheetos. Clearly, I'm not the hippest cat on the block. I'm really, really hoping that The Bezzeled Gang and Young Buck are talking about angel dust and not Dust-Off. PCP is pretty hilarious and/or terrifying, depending on whether or not your movie-theater manager catches you smoking it out next to the dumpster. TMI? Probably, but I haven't been right since that fateful day.


* And why not close out with some down-tempo instrumental hip-hop from Gazer? I'm pretty sure that outer space is alive and well, but whatever, I'll play along — the beats are slick, the tones solid and melodies strong in an ambient sorta way. You know what would go great with this record? PCP. God, I'm really hoping that PCP becomes the new molly, that would make popular music so much more entertaining. (Just kidding, don't do drugs. Seriously, I swear to God on my hypocritical little heart. OK, do 'em once in a while. TICAL!!!)

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