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Pusha T - My God

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Pusha T - My God

Pusha deemed this leak off 'Fear of God' a classic. Does that mean it is? Absolutely not. Does that keep it from being a #dopetrack? Far from it, friends. The younger Thornton brother linked up with Hit Boy for another (yes, another) ode to cocaine wishes and dirty white b*tches. One thing I'm worried about is whether T will eventually run out of content. I know the man is the hood equivalent of a Rhodes scholar and can paint a bajillion-color picture out of white (see what I did there? Maybe I should become a coke rapper too...), but at what point do we start asking for more? ... I'm not sure either, especially when the status quo is doing just fine and has me hitting rewind. Hopefully you feel the same way. Check this out and always have the 'Fear of God' in you... *takes wordplay hat off*

Neighborhood Newsletter (2/9)

Dear Money Making Jam Boys

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DOWNLOAD: 10.DEEP Presents THE PRESTIGE: Jam Boy Magic (Mixed by Mick Boogie & Terry Urban)

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So, I haven't written an album review letter this year. The reason why is simple: EVERYTHING SUCKS right now. So much of hip-hop has been watered down into this chasm, this abyss of similarity and imitation. I would blame it on the blogging industry, but they've introduced so many good MCs that you've got to respect game. There is a drawback, though. That drawback is that there is a blueprint now. There is a signed, sealed, certified and hermetically-sealed process and 'way' of giving your music exposure that anyone can follow, given they have an inkling of talent and a grasp of the internet. Rather than an organic rise to the top, all you need is one hit again, rather than a solid body of work to catapult you to stardom.

That said, there is hope. Some rappers are breaking that mold. Whether it's Kanye completely flooding the market, CuDi falling back altogether, J. Cole being as selective as Harvard with his releases or Drake and Wayne doing incessant features, certain rappers can circumvent this huge backlog of heads trying to get into the same club. Even with them, there's an avenue that has yet to be explored in this blog era. And that, is the posse. The posse cut is damn near a lost art in hip-hop. Though I talked about their resurgence with YM, GOOD Music and Roc Nation, those are nowhere near as organic as you.

Black Thought, STS, PORN, Dice Raw and Truck North, aka the Money Making Jam Boys, (abbreviated MMJB from henceforth) you guys have singlehandedly restored my faith in the idea of the posse. The idea that there is strength in numbers holds true in street fights, capture the flag games and hip-hop. In hip-hop, though, you're only as strong as your strongest link. If one of the MCs in the group can captivate the listener, then the rest of the MCs are that much more bearable (think the Wayne or Drake verse on any Young Money record). That said, Black Thought you took the cake here. On the track 'Tear it Up', your flow was incredible. You've got to be one of the best at fitting multiple syllables in a verse, if not one of them. As the de facto 'leader' of MMJB, you did damage on the mic without being too 'in your face'. So many times, the 'best' person in a group takes up so much shine that the other group members just shrink. That wasn't the case here, though you're clearly the captain of this team.

You other four guys... What to do with you? Dice Raw, STS, Truck North and PORN I've heard of all of you at one point or another, all with Roots-affiliated projects. Because of that and Black Thought's prominence, it's difficult to single you each out. As 'protege's' of The Roots, you guys are at their artistic tree trunks. As much as this is a MMJB mixtape, Black Thought is the featured artist here. I had trouble differentiating between the four of you (see 2nd-to-last paragraph), but together you all were audio dope. I loved how you guys kept attacking lyrically. Unlike a lot of groups, there were no let-ups on this mixtape. The tracks 'Friday Night Street Fever' and 'Coming Out Hard' were probably the strongest track on the mixtape, because there was pure piffery on either side of Black Thought's verses (think the 1997 Chicago Bulls with Pip on one side and Rodman on the other). That's what the posse cut is all about: a gang of rappers all trying to outdo each other out of respect for one another. Everyone comes correct. Everyone brings their heat. There aren't throwaway verses or 'skippers' (tracks that automatically get nexted), which makes the listener want to keep listening.

Production-wise, this is about as good as a mixtape can get. In addition to the trademark acoustics that accompany any Roots-affiliated production, this mixtape was mixed by Mick Boogie and Terry Urban. That means a lot of DJ-quality rewinds, quick dialogues before abrupt introductions, and flawless sound. You guys all sounded in syncopation with the beats, not too loud or soft. Hell, it sounds like you guys were all in the same studio at the same time doing these records. In short, this mixtape sounds carefully and tastefully delivered, not e-mailed and tweeted.

The one thing I would fix about this mixtape is how many verses there were. I say that not because I'm suddenly against having to rewind my tracks (I actually take pleasure in that). It's because to the untrained or un-whetted (made that word up) ear, the only MC that most would recognize is Black Thought. You guys are all good enough rappers where you should have a track to shine. Rather than include EVERYONE on EVERY track, or 4 MCs with short verses, it would've been smart to have 5 or 6 songs that only featured two of you. It not only would've given you guys a better chance to showcase yourselves individually, but would make the listening experience a lot easier. The best songs on the mixtape were the ones with less, rather than more MCs (see 'Philadelphia Zoo'). I suppose there is no 'I' in team, but when the listener has to keep rewinding to figure out who's spitting, there's a problem.

In closing, MMJB, this was a masterful effort in the mixtape department. Rather than butcher the idea of the posse cut by getting a bunch of cats who've never worked together, you guys kept it all in the family, and it's obvious while listening. You all work well together, rap like you have some brain cells and just engage in tomfoolery on the mic. There's not much more that a rap fan can ask for... Seriously. In fact, I think I'm just going to end this letter here and go listen again. MMJB, I truly and honestly hope that this isn't the last offering you guy put up as a group, though I know individually you'll continue to thrive. Keep making money and 'Jam Boy Magic' and I guarantee I'll keep listening.

Freestyle Friday (2/4)



Dear Dear Whoever readers, I apologize. There has been a dire lack of freestyles on the blog for a few weeks. Blame either my academic obligations or my incessant job search for graduation. Even so, we've got two freestyle verses this week for your listening pleasure. The first one is by Fabolous. As he prepares to drop a new mixtape, he released this freestyle to Kanye's 'Devil in a New Dress', and RIPPED it. Fab shows us here why he gets so much play: his wordplay. If only John Jackson could put that formula together for an ALBUM, there'd be little competition, as he'd be ACTUALLY killing them. Regardless, it's a nice verse. 'The SOUL Tape' is slated to drop this month. The second freestyle is by Jim Jones, and isn't completely a freestyle. After his near-death experience in a car crash last week, Jones quickly released a 'Crash' freestyle detailing the event. The video below is not only a trailer for the upcoming video for 'Crash', but an impromptu performance of his take on Kanye's 'Runaway' (so I'm guessing Ye's beats are the standard again?). Check out both freestyles and have a happy Friday people!

The 'Skin Gun'



Jumping. Jehosephat. When we talk about 'the Future', THIS is what we are referring to: using knowledge that we've had for decades and using it to contribute to the betterment of medicine. This National Geographic video shows the 'Skin Gun', a practically brand new invention that uses healthy stem cells grafted from a healthy part of a patient's skin to 'spray paint' over damaged or burned skin. The result is a healing process that is almost less than a week elapsed. Inventions like this are exciting because they show the extent of our handle on technology, but disappoint me because this kind of innovation has definitely been around for a while. The whole 'stem cell debate' has been drawn out too long at the expense of scientific discovery and medial breakthroughs. Now that the regulations on stem cell research have loosened up a bit, I'm anxious to see where all this research goes. If we get anything comparable to the 'skin gun', then 'the Future' should be a lot brighter.

Dear Big Sean



Anyone ever see the movie 'Boys Don't Cry' with Hilary Swank? For those of you less cinematically-inclined readers, the film is about a non-operative transgender woman in Nebraska who takes on the persona of a man, and later gets beaten and raped. Vicious imagery aside, the title is what I have to take away. Boys don't cry. And they damn sure don't cry if they're rappers, do they? Rap is supposed to be all about machismo and being a braggadocious male. You can't show emotion in hip-hop if it isn't anger, misogyny or hopelessness! Real rappers don't cry! You can't shed a tear unless either A) your mother, B) your child, or C) one of your homies dies. The opposite, the increasing vulnerability of rappers (let's leave Drake out of this) why the above video is so huge to me, Sean.

I'll admit it, Sean. Your music, while vapid and repetitive at times, is catchy and easy to listen to. That explains why you have so many fans. I get that. What I didn't know is how ingratiated you were to your fans' whims in that video. No rapper over the past few years has been comfortable enough with the supposed masculinity that comes standard with hip-hop, to display their emotions so openly. Rappers are so focused on their egos that they forget how easily they can be destroyed. Sean, take a look at all of the rappers you've known. *waits* How many of those SOB's are either working at Safeway, trapping, or putting out their 15th mixtape to 15 downloads (14 of which were family)? How many rappers have had a hit record, only to be back in the soup kitchen months later? How many rappers have you seen here today and gone tomorrow, without a bat of an eyelash? *waits* My guess is that you lost count before I even finished the question.

Sean, the point here is that you clearly have reached a level of stardom that belies your talent, AND you haven't let it turn you into a Heartless (word to Kingdom Hearts). That you can be vulnerable with your fans shows just how much you appreciate the fame that has fallen in your lap. Regardless of your content, you're in hip-hop for the right reasons. Forget being cool! If every rapper had could show this type of emotion, I shudder to think how powerful hip-hop as a collective would be. Sean, you've made this tour of stardom your own personal party, and you can cry if you want to. Just don't go all DMX on us and... Yeah, let's not get on that either...

Lupe Fiasco - Words I Never Said (ft. Skylar Grey)

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Lupe Fiasco - Words I Never Said (ft. Skylar Grey)

There's something that can be said about the idea of holding one's tongue. Sometimes it's for the best, with one's (possibly) hurtful observations being held from the right people. Other times, it's for the worst, keeping people in a lap of beautifully-veiled ignorance. In Lupe's case, it's been the latter for years. Lu's label situation has held a lot of great music back and kept him from saying a lot, hence the title of this next track off LASERS. Quite honestly, if these are the things that Lupe's held back, then imagine what the man's still got cooped up in his noggin. Check the next single and make sure you're not holding any words back today...

Raekwon - Sweep Week Freestyle

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Someone tell me Rae doesn't have some of the meanest promo pics


Raekwon - Sweep Week Freestyle

When's the last time you've heard a straight shot of lyrics? No chorus, no bullshit 'swag' talking during the track, not even an intro... Just a stream of lyrical consciousness? That's right... It's been a minute. Never fear, though. Uncle Chef is here to save the day with a hefty helping of BARS over a smooth interpolation of Mary J's 'All Night Long'. In anticipation of some more new Wu on the horizon, this is exactly what my ears need: great production and lyrics to go. Rae makes a convincing case for one of the GOATs with a bunch of quotables, which I can't say about 99% of the game right now. Doesn't matter if you're an old head or just getting on the Wu. Check out what hip-hop greatness means...

Dear Wiz Khalifa



Remember LL Cool J? Remember him putting out 'I Need Love' a month after 'I'm Bad'? Heads tried to claim that Cool James was losing his edge and had gone soft on the radio, rather than keeping up with the tough guy, B-boy image from his previous album 'Radio'. The similarities with today's hip-hop scene are uncanny, with hip-hop finding a foothold in the internet and the mainstream media finally catching on. Wiz, your new single 'Roll Up' is the bubbly-sounding, radio friendly single that should take you from the smoked-out underground clientele that made you popular, to the 16 year old suburban crowd that will paint your pockets green. The fact that there is such an option is evidence of the divergence that hip-hop takes during its peaks, where an artist can either cater to the sound that made them famous or record a chart-buster.

Taking a look at the song's contents, it's surprising that the song is entitled 'Roll Up'. Normally, a song wit that name coming from you would be dubbed a smoker's anthem before heads even hit play. Compared with the Batman (subjective) to your Robin, Curren$y, you've taken upon the art of making music for the charts rather than the fans that got you to this point. Such a song is the airy, vapid, easy, non-threatening flow that's required for a foray into the mainstream. And that's not necessarily a bad thing. Think about it this way: Spitta sold less than 50,000 records after BOTH of his records albums dropped in 2010 to almost universal acclaim. In contrast, between Ghostface Killah, the blogs and the entire Twitterverse, 'Roll Up' was getting ridiculed as softer than terry cloth. That your song is getting so much flack is an indication that your album is going to sell, and well. Do I think your softer sound is good? No, not in the least. I'd rather the 'Deal or No Deal' Wiz than the 'Rolling Papers' Wiz any day, but I'm not your target audience anymore. I guess you'll be laughing all the way as you roll up to the bank...

Solar Death Ray



Forget DARPA and their supposed 'futuristic weapons'. They take decades to do everything, unlike this 19-year-old teen from Indiana who made his own very own death ray for $90, using nothing more than a traditional satellite, 5800 little square mirrors and the power of the Sun! *cue Birdman theme music* When its one-centimeter heat spot is focused correctly, the 'death ray' sets fire to anything in its sights, which is impressive for some kid in his backyard. At the end of the day, it's a nice way to mess with your neighbors. Definitely time to scheme on one of these for the summer...

Kidz in the Hall - Pledge Allegiance to the Dope (ft. Curren$y & Mickey Halstead)

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Kidz in the Hall - Pledge Allegiance to the Dope (ft. Curren$y & Mickey Halstead)

At this point in hip-hop, I'm happy to listen to any record whose title includes a different noun than 'swag'. That it's 'dope' on this new Kidz in the Hall cut doesn't do much more for me, yet such a nice track can do wonders for such a drab title. The Kidz are known more for Double-O's production than Naledge's mic skills, though it's the rapper that supersedes the producer here. Having heavyweights like Spitta and Mickey Halstead on the song doesn't hurt either, though after Curren$y raps, it's a bit of a letdown. Regardless, it's nice to hear from Kidz in the Hall. Been waiting on something new to jam to since 'Fresh Academy' and 'Out to Lunch'. Enjoy the loosie, people...

The Kid Daytona - On the Hill (Music Video)



As much as people like to complain about rap videos, they're just a way to visually perform the song and convey the song's meaning. All that really changes in videos nowadays is the locations. So I guess it's no surprise that the Kid Daytona switched his locale up in his video for 'On the Hill'. Set in majestic wooded area of Friday Harbor, the scenery shows Daytona literally on a hill looking down with binoculars. I guess that's to say that he's head and shoulders above the competition in hip-hop. Not the most valid claim, but the visual does match the idea of the song. Glad to see this thing getting rotation on MTV2, too. Check out the video...

Neighborhood Newsletter (1/24)

Dear Comcast (re: NBC merger)

Net neutrality, anyone?

They say you shouldn't shoot the messenger. Well, what happens when the messenger and the ones sending the message are one in the same? What happens when the same people making the news become the same people delivering it? What happens when the media outlets and the content providers merge Saiyan-style to destroy every other entity not named Disney? That is my beef today, Comcast. Now, we're not going to get into how much I hate your cable service and it's ridiculous hidden charges or mysterious 'shut-offs'. Today's not that day. I will, however, delve into your recent acquisition of NBC, and how utterly destructive it is not only for me (the end user) and media as a whole.

Comcast, by taking over NBC, you've become the first cable company to own a major broadcast network. Let that sink in... You OWN NBC. That means, anything that NBC puts out as its own, you own. You're held solely responsible, liable and accountable for the NBC imprint and everything that comes under it. By that token, everything coming from NBC has to have your oh-so-shadowy stamp of approval on it, which is scary to say the least.

You guys will be able to control who, what, where and when NBC broadcasts instead of them having their own jurisdiction. No longer will NBC be its own entity in terms of the content it puts out. Everything that you do, they will have to do, which includes broadcasting news and shows that you approve, advertising what you approve and partnering with firms that you approve. NBC essentially won't have its own identity. It may as well just become the Comcast network and end the speculation.

The only reason you guys bought NBC is because you see the way that online movie and television watching has picked up, and you want a piece of that pie (not that you have your own pie factory, or anything). It's really sickening from a consumer's standpoint. It's like watching the Walmart take over your town by taking down every other store that sells everything Walmart doesn't sell. You're buying out the market because you realize you might not be able to compete soon.

Cable companies like yourself are trying to become the online content providers, not by providing content, but by buying the people that do. While that's pretty good business, what part of the ethical or competitive game is that? What happened to innovation and new firms being allowed to supersede corporate money and might? Maybe I'm a purist, but by cornering the market, it only shows how cornered you guys are: that you stretched yourself thin on traditional cable and are trying to buy your way out. NBC probably won't be the last purchase, especially if the FCC continues to let you walk all over them. But hey, who am I kidding? It's not like I watch the Office or 30 Rock on TV, anyway. Shout out to Hulu, Netflix and all those illegal sites that shall not be named...

Video Games vs. Real Life

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The line between the real and fantastical is something that I ponder on the daily. If not because I love video games, then because our world is oftentimes too rooted in what is real and what isn't. Thus, I always wonder what would happen if the portal between the video game world and ours was somehow opened in a Space Jam-esque phenomena. That is the inspiration for designer & illustrator, Aled Lewis' project Video Games vs. Real Life. Lewis takes some classic video game characters from early video game-dom (sp?) and juxtaposes them with where they would probably end up if given a shot at real life. See if you can name any of the characters after the jump...



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Dear Vybz Kartel


As a rule, I've tried to keep the whole light-skinned versus dark-skinned debate off Dear Whoever, because it's simply a matter of preference and one's own self-worth when dealing with what skin shades they find attractive. Skin color is something that has hotly been debated in the black community for well over a century, with the 'paper bag test' and other ways of excluding anyone thought too dark to make it.

That said, I nearly vomited when I saw the above picture, Vybz. I'm holding no punches. You. Look. Turrible (Charles Barkley voice). You look like Tyrone Biggums' estranged Jamaican cousin. Those lips are ashier than the crackpipe you smoked to come up with the 'cake soap' idea. I don't know whether to call your condition jaundice or to just pronounce you dead. You are now what the Native Americans would call a 'pale face', which is ironic, because I'm sure the rest of you is blacker than an S of spades. I had no clue being a proverbial human zebra was in fashion.



Vybz, what made you think that cake soap was the solution to your own self-hatred? What's the matter? Have you been brainwashed that bad that you think the only way to continue your debatable success in dancehall is to be lighter-skinned? If so, you're sadly mistaken. The only dancehall artist with lighter skin to truly have a big break was Sean Paul, and he isn't even fully black! (Portuguese, Chinese and Black, if Wikipedia serves me right) If you're really doing it to improve upon your success, then why not take a page out of Beenie Man or Buju Banton's book (sans the cocaine trafficking in Buju's case) and... I don't know... make good music? 'Clarks' was a catchy tune, but can you really make a career of unofficial endorsement songs?

Regardless, the 'cake soap' product placement, no matter how much you claim it to not be a medical recommendation, will catch on like wild fire fiyah in Jamaica and you know it. A generation of young Jamaicans are going to see you and think the only way to salvation is through light skin. How DOPE is that? As if years of socioeconomic control by the British wasn't enough, here you come telling kids that dark skin is wrong. With brainwashing this good, who even needed slave masters? When we can brainwash our own selves, who needs overtly Caucasian standards of beauty? Kudos to you, Vybz. If anyone could undermine over a century of progress for blacks and make themselves look like a spectre in the process, it was you. I only hope all that 'air conditioning' that turned you into a walking dust bunny can make you disappear...

Hip Hop's Lost Relics

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Let's rock!!!

If you grew up in the 90s, and didn't watch Legends of the Hidden Temple, then please consider your childhood null and void. That said, along with the funny team names, ubiquitous temple guards, and Olmec's weird catch phrases, the best part of the show was finding out about whatever treasure those retarded kids had to retrieve in the temple. It was always some feather, or a helmet or an item that we wouldn't bat an eyelash at today. That got me to thinking... If there was a 'Hip-Hop Legends of the Hidden Temple' what would some of the treasures be? Yeah... What are some of hip-hop's lost relics? Hit the comments if you think I missed something. *cue mystical, eerie music*

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Drake's Blackberry

One of the most memorable tracks of 2009 was Drake's 'Say What's Real' off his So Far Gone mixtape. Drake waxed philosophical about being 'real (whatever that means) in hip-hop over Kanye's 'Say You Will'. At the end, Aubrey spits this gem:
Understand, I can get money with my eyes closed / Lost some of my hottest verses down in Cabo / So if you find a Blackberry with the side-scroll / Sell that motherf*cker to any rapper that I know
So... Where is Drake's famed lost Blackberry with the side-scroll? Has it been lost in the sand? Has some random Mexicano picked it up, erased everything and signed up on TelCel's Blackberry plan? Or has (insert rapper here) come up with it somehow and used the verses for his own diabolical purposes? We will never know...

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Busta's dreads

For those of you who started listening to rap after 2006 (year?), Busta Rhymes did not always have a dark caesar with the grain. As a matter of fact, the first man of the FlipMode Squad used to look a whole lot crazier. Along with a knack for brightly colored bubble jackets, leather overalls and random exclamations on tracks, Bussa Buss was known for those locks. Flowing wild, much like his personality on wax, the dreads were put to rest in a now missing video promoting his 2006 album The Big Bang. To be honest, the locks are probably in some compost heap out in South Dakota by now, if not re-attached to some child's head via Locks for Love...

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DMX's sanity

Contrary to popular belief and his sad position today, DMX was That Dude in the late 1990s and early 2000s. The dog had 5 platinum albums under his belt and was singlehandedly holding Def Jam up by its bootstraps at one point. Somewhere along the line, the miracle rock known as crack made its way into X's life, and the man's sanity has been lost ever since. A failed BET series, numerous arrests that would make COPS look like Law and Order, and 8 kids later, DMX and his sanity are nowhere to be found. I wish Drag-on was the lost one instead...

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Juelz Santana's bandana

Among the pink Timbs and furs, swag splashers and skull apparel, there was a Dip Set fashion statement that flew under the radar yet over our heads at the same time. That, my friends, is Santana's bandana. What looked like a large paper towel crown draped over the head of a tall midget was actually the generic bandana that was synonymous with back pockets. Santana's bandana almost never seemed to fall out of its oddly-angled place, regardless of how many spastic 'A-YOO's' he threw out in his verses. Now that Juelz isn't Dip Set (is he or isn't he? This label BS needs to stop), the bandana has gone by the wayside.


The G-Unit Piece

Fresh off the success of his debut album 'Get Rich or Die Trying', 50 Cent had signed The Game and Young Buck to his G-Unit imprint. Curtis had buried Ja Rule into the dirt and like most fighters, needed a notch on his belt to make his victory complete. Thus birthed the G-Unit piece, complete with platinum and diamond encrusted EVERYTHING, and the spinning center. Of course we know that very piece was snatched at some point, with numerous people coming up as the owner (see above). The original chain's whereabouts are now unknown...

Any more pieces of hip-hop you think should be included? Use that little box below the post, please!

Freestyle Friday (1/14)



Okay, so Freestyle Friday kinda went by the wayside to begin the new year. No need to worry though, Dear Whoever's got you covered to go into the weekend with two freestyles to rock to. The first one is by Lupe Fiasco on 97.3 in Connecticut. As always, Wasalu goes off the top and puts most rappers to shame. I wouldn't say it's his hottest freestyle ever, but compared to the dire lack of good ciphers out ther, Lu stands head and shoulders above most. The second one is by my new favorite rapper Show TuFli on Deal With No Deal Radio (#shoutout to Hunter College). Show does a three minute, swagger-laced verse a capella and has the guys in the studio going nuts with his punchlines. I'm still looking for a mixtape or a serious release, but TuFli's consistency is something to marvel at. Check out both freestyles and keep your browsers locked to Dear Whoever. Happy Friday people!!!

Neighborhood Newsletter (1/12)