Read In Your Language

Happy 50th Birthday, Graffiti!

In 1967, some dude in Philly wrote his name on a wall to get a girl's attention. My how this culture has grown up since then.

Taggin Ass City

A historical look at the origins of the 1st element of hip hop in this new documentary. Culture kicks the facts.


A LEGEND amongst legends has passed away in Philadelphia. You should probably know this name if you SAY you love hip hop culture...

The Art Scene: The Fun Gallery

Street Art? New???? Our Big Brother Samo, aka Basquiate and the crew was doin that back in the day in NY, sun. Take peep into the start of a movement.

Da Buze Bruvaz: Hard Liquor

Our favorite rap group is back making that unmistakable hip hop music. Nothin but fire. see if I'm wrong...

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Real Spit: Pimp C (RIP)

i caught this on the YouTube and i had to post it. this is real talk at its best.

too many times these corny, wanna be ass niggas get a voice. and it gets heard. 30 years late to the movement and think they have some sway. sucker ass niggas. its always the ones who the furthest away from gangsta thats always tryin to define what that is. most of the gangstas that ive seen were always men of respect, those that understood the rules and lived by them. they was people tryin to fond a way UP, not to keep followin a path down. and these dudes wanna stay down. way down.

at times, it takes somebody to tell it like it is. and Pimp C said it and did it. and nobody challenged it. cause they couldnt. its always that way. cause the bitch boys is always sayin things to the OTHER people besides they one they got a problem with. thats when u know somebody respects somebody's gangsta. for real.

RIP Pimp C. my only hope is thatt the truth didnt die with u....

Monday, December 12, 2011

Inside The Bentley Factory

there's a reason some shit is expensive...

1999 Bentley Hunaudieres Concept

by the way, this is what inspired the Bugatti...

Maffew Ragazino "Zen Master"

Maffew got barz yo...

Bboy Salute: Krylon

once the favorite choice of many a graff artist, and rarely the choice of a graff vandal (except for those throwin bubbles, or using the Ultra Flat Black, True Blue or the Banner Red, which were excellent for tags), this day we pay tribute to an animal that still exists on the planet, albeit with very different colors. literally.

pictured above is one of the favorite colors of choice of this graff writer, Icy Grape, and a few others which went into my run for the title in the early 90s. although there are many paint companies today that make paint, and really good paint at that, there are not many that come close to the high pressure dependability of the Krylon can. at night, and in the cold, i could always depend on it to behave. a few shakes, and it would get it poppin. collor would stay consistent and the pressure in the can never became uneven, even nearly empty. and in the night time, it was somethin about the colors that i could trust that when i went back in the daytime, i wouldnt be disappointed. Montanna makes great paint, Ironlak is nearly there, but there is no paint like this formula of Krylon. well, maybe the old school Rustoleum. but thats a story for another day...

all of the real bboys know the time. even if you look at the album cover for my gone, but not forgotten homeboy, B-Bill, you will see a can of Krylon sittin off to the side. even todays rhyme sayers like Meyhem Lauren also rhyme about  gettin loose wit the can.

so here i stand, tipping my hat to the tool of the trade, the colors that was sprayed on the walls that got us paid, to get the girls that we laid. nuff respect due...

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Bboy Classic: Tenor Saw, Super Cat, Little John LIVE 1985

i originally caught this from on Facebook. i had to post this shit. strait up. cause as anyone who knows dancehall, THIS was THE classic years for the form. back then a lot of innovation was taking place and there was a balance between gun talk and conscious lyrics. just like hip hop used to be. but what do expect from siblings in the same family?

since then, its been a steady downhill slide. there have been a few bright lights in the darkness since, but its slid all the way down to these bleach skin DJs wearing Babylon tags pon dem torso. in those times past, that would have been a cardinal sin, and no one would have supported it. back when it all had some integrity. hopefully, by lookin at hip hop's resurgence on the internet, dancehall artists will follow suit and just release the tunes to the masses that they really want to do. they are not held into a lane of slack n more slack. let's hope that artist is reading this. i hope you'll see that we are waiting for you.

check out the style. these dudes were cool. check the demeanor. that's swagger if there ever was a way to define it. look at the fashion. all of it was homegrown. it was also during this time that a lot of exchange started taking place between West Indians on the islands and those who were migrating back and forth to America, bringing back the American style an combining it into the dancehall. and likewise, it combined with the hip hop, making some really classic records and memories. but this is an insight into what it looked like before all that.

these were those days. take a peek at what we used to be...

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