So in one week we’ve got three cannibal cases in Florida, a man spitting blood all over a highway patrol officer, another man disemboweling himself and then throwing his intestines at two police officers, and a woman beheading her infant and eating it’s brain…….
But before I even think about continuing on with the next mixtape, I’m going to dedicate a couple of weeks of this summer to straight up music digging. It fascinates me to no fucking end how much music exists in this world, and I whole-heartedly and genuinely want to not only listen to as much as I can, but learn from and incorporate what I hear into my own music as well.
I want to know as much as I can about any genre I can, and it stems from a fucking obsession with music that I have finally come to terms with. It’s my insatiable need to validate my life through music. The knowledge of it, enjoying it, making it. Fuck. It’s all I want to know about life. I definitely don’t have the type of money to own over 100,000 records like Pete Rock and his family, but this collection of 15,000+ songs I own just isn’t enough for me.
I am honestly dedicated to eventually giving back to the world of music as much as I have been fortunate to take from it. And that’s saying a lot. This galaxy of music is forever growing, and I want to immerse myself in as much of it as I possibly can. You guys don’t understand, like it’s eating me alive that I can’t find any copies of the 1968 Psychadelic rock band The Peanut Butter Conspiracy's album The Great Conspiracy. It’s something I know I HAVE TO listen to, and I can’t. (Help? lol)
There’s no bragging rights in that, it’s my own personal thirst for music. There’s so much music out there, that exists in so many formats in so many different languages. That means there’s so much to learn, and I want to know as much of it as I can. I’m going to double my music collection this summer. I can’t help it, it’s something I need.
Ahhhhhhh I’m going to sleep before I listen myself into an eternal hole. This is something I plan on writing about in GREAT DEPTHS one day.
more stupid ass pictures of half naked girls wearing the potleaf huf socks. congrats, you look like every other skateboarding dickrider. throw on a supreme shirt and flip off the camera while you’re at it. When did skateboarding become a fucking fashion statement?
So usually when I look for music, I pick an artist, go to LastFM and just explore new artists. I’ll look up Wikipedia articles, listen to their most popular songs and etc.
But damn there are so many artists to listen to!
For every little minute (my-noot not min-it) detailed and specific genre, there’s hundreds upon hundreds of artists. For example, I’m listening to Marilyn Manson’s Antichrist Superstar right now (Because I’ve always loved the song Beautiful People), and it’s classified under Industrial Metal among many other things.
Search up Industrial Metal, and my god. There’s Rammstein, Rob Zombie, Powerman 5000, Static-X, Pain, Dope, Sybreed, Strapping Young Lad, The Kovenant, Spineshank, Nailbomb, Clawfinger, Pitchshifter, Theatre of Tragedy, Emigrate and plenty plenty more. I like to listen to a large sampling of artists to get acquainted with a genre. But damn, I’ll be here forever trying to get through as much as I can.
That’s just Industrial Metal too. There’s still Thrash Metal, Heavy Metal, Death Metal, Progressive Metal, Power Metal, Folk Metal… (Of course there’s probably tons of overlaps, but you get the point). There’s all kinds of Rock, Electronic, Indie, Folk, Blues, Jazz, R&B, Hip-Hop and more that I can possibly find.
And on top of that, there’s even music from other countries to listen to! Who knows how much I would find for Jamaican Dancehall, or Latin Rock. Hell even K-Pop. And I’m not even trying to rule out Polka, Country, waltzes, Irish Folk, Showtunes, or even artists who specialize in instruments like accordion players or piccolo players.
Just imagine how much music is out there that does not exist in any forms of digital media. Old records that have never been transferred to mp3s…
But that’s the fun of music. And it amazes me to a huge extent that there’s so much out there. It’s crazy. It’s unfathomable. It’s probably the best thing ever. It’s all that I look for in life. Music is all I need! And I love it all too. Fuuuuuck
Basically I tried making the most ignorant, ratchet, smart social commentary song I could. It’s a story about a rapper who let partying take over his life, and it eventually ended up being the end of him. He speaks about living for partying, not caring about anything else but partying takes his life. It’s sort of a cautionary tale, or an anti-partying song masked under the most hood party song I’ve ever made. And the beat goeesssss in the whip
Here’s the ignant (yet smart and critical) ass lyrics
(J-Kwon) Teen drinking is very bad.
Who’s trying to get yaded? Who’s trying to get yaded?!
I ain’t saying all your friends are doing it
But you need some friends to do it with
Bumping kilos that these other rappers moving in
You the life of the party? Hmm, well now’s the time to be proving it
Took a shot? Here have one more. You ain’t having fun ‘til you hit the floor
Gimme 20 bills, I’ma get some more. Heart racing when I pull up to the store
Be on the look out, look now, the coast is clear
They didn’t see me, believe me, I know they hear
Two twisted, lifted, kids with
Big jackets, actin’ suspicious
Pick a couple bottles, I’m on the run. Sprinting like they got a gun
Burning up like I’m on the sun. I do it for the rush and I do it for the fun
Pull up to the driveway thinking I’ma be the shit and
I saved the function with the laq that we lifted
How we live it, give a fuck about a ticket
We ain’t addicted but we like getting twisted
Doesn’t matter if I end up a dropout
That party life is really all I want now
Forget reality, I’m living just to rock out
Cuz we do it for the super knockoutz
Knockoutz, do it ‘til we knocked out
Wake up, don’t know where the fuck I’m at. I’m sleeping down stairs on the welcome mat
You looking at me like: “Welcome back, So Far Gone where the album at?”
I’ma make it, just gimme another week
It ain’t easy, when all you do is sleep
Wake up. (Drink some brew). Go to sleep. (Drink some brew)
Go to to class. (Drink some brew). Kick it with me? We’ll drink some brew
Drinking brew, drinking brew, that all we ever think
Don’t care about that mink, I’m just tryna find a sink
No ambition, my mind is in a prison
And these goggles are an obstruction to my vision (Beer goggles lol)
Alcoholic, but not by my own admission
I pray to Jager, Hennessey is my religion
Try to take away my keys, but I’m still determined
Of course I’m faded, mothafucka, now I’m swervinnnn
no1gives2fux asked: so wha happened to that ASAP Mob Album in April bruh????
i apologize bruh…we thought moving to LA and bringing all the homies out the slums with us would be the move….new energy, palm trees, beautiful lil sugarpops walkin dem streets but it was the total opposite. The energy is dead here there was no motivation here to make any music. Besides the hoods that will show you the real culture, all the shit out here is fake as shit full of fake ppl with false hopes and dreams. Hollywood, Melrose, all that bullshit. We’re going back to NYC to go back to get that inspiration again. We need to be around them dirty ass hallways and streets to keep us motivated. We tryna make music for them dirty ass clubs in NY with no dress code and we can’t do that out here seeing mothafuckin tyrese walkin out a club wearin sleeveless turtleneck sweater. The biggest mistake Wu-Tang ever made was coppin that mansion together in them LA hills…But anyway the music will be rawer than ever believe that….TRILLUMINATI will be here till then enjoy the GOLDIE video droppin this thursday…
Well fuck. I hope the LA vibe is just right for me, we’ll see.