Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Bald Head Nutt

From a 2010 mixtape but clearly recorded sometime around 2005/2006 because Curren$y references Wayne on it with the "one shot to (Birdman) Jr. 'll have your block steamin'" line, mentions the then oft-repeated fallacy that Lupe Fiasco could skate, and Nutt Kaze himself acknowledges $pitta's Young Money affiliation twice :

Nutt Kaze ft. Curren$y - Come Back
(From 5 Star Generals; 2010)



What's the deal with this Nutt Kaze guy then? I refer not to his odd little Hitler moustache which makes him a dead ringer for Kase 2 in the extra features on the 2003 Style Wars DVD, but more generally who is this dude exactly since he also has solo songs on 2 of those Community Service mixtapes DJ Hektik & Curren$y put out last year?

Nutt Kaze - I'm Ah Beast
(From Community Service 2; 2010)



His M.O is Louisiana gangsta-rap in the more traditional vein of Ca$h Money, No Limit, Concentration Camp and Trill Fam, and, ergo, I'd prefer a dude interpolating untold Juvenile lyrics per song and rapping about "swiping his goon card" in the role of Curren$y's chief weed carrier as opposed to godamn Trademark Da Skydiver and Young Roddy rhyming about Karmaloop.com discount codes on at least 4 joints per $pitta project :

Nutt Kaze - Roll Wit' Me
(From Community Service 3; 2010)



I really like Curren$y's new She Don't Want A Man cut (double Aguirre OST swag with the ambient synths and vague traces of panpipe), but I'm way more excited that Amalgam Digital have finally released This Ain't No Mixtape (my favourite rap album of '09 alongside BlaQKout by Quik & Kurupt) on CD than I am about Weekend At Burnies, which sounded so humdrum it barely registered on the admittedly brief skim I gave it. Also, was that really the best 80s movie/weed pun he could come up with for a title when Kush Groove and Roach House are both still available? If his pun game is so weak nowadays couldn't he just simply name his next weed-themed mixtape after 3 O' Clock High, which was probably the only American high school flick of the 80s to use some awesome Godardian jump cut editing techniques in a climatic David Vs. Goliath fight scene; brass knux if ya buck, Jerry :



Related : the highlights of the Community Serice 3.5 'tape.

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Reasons why I love Youtube # 12

Because someone has assembled all four of Rick "The Model" Martel's WWF vignettes into one blustering mosaic of ego. Naaah, dis cat wit' da curly shag and imperious swag can't be from Canada?!! :



"Arrogance - the cologne which loosens up even the most resistant female..."

I mean, yo, it's all luv to David Cronenberg, Pamela Anderson, Corey Haim (R.I.P), Boothe, the blond from Scrubs who played the 2nd Becky in Roseanne, Maestro Fresh-Wes, Trish Stratus, the bloke from the MattGoinHam blog and the entire cast of the O.G Degrassi Jr. High, but if there's a single Canadian citizen who can redeem their country for Drake's ruthlessly bland crusade to pauperize The Dream's whole steez or unleashing raZZmataZZ and Mindbender Futurama onto the internet then it has to be Rick "The Model" Martel. Fuck all y'all middlebrow mincers with your tote bags now because real metrosexuals pack an atomizer the size of Lil' Bow Wow :



Far be it from me to lend credence to the scurrilous and unsubstantiated rumour that Jake "The Snake" Roberts was once so consumed by drug addiction that he'd regularly suck cock in order to score crack, but one imagines Arrogance cologne probably wasn't the last thing to get accidentally sprayed into his face that he had to wipe from his moustache afterwards, amirite?

BONUS BEATS :

Maestro Fresh-Wes ft. Showbiz - Fine Tune Da Mic
(From Naaah, Dis Kid Can't Be from Canada?!!; 1994)



An undeniable banger, but if you can keep a straight face and tell me that you're glad Showbiz didn't stash this beat aside for AG to rap over on Goodfellas then you're either from Toronto or the best con artist since Bernie Madoff.

Monday, 27 June 2011

Ayo Zed Zilla

Where's this Rents Due Gangsta Grillz mixtape then, B? Your waters were scheduled to break saturday and you were supposed to pop it out yesterday but...nothing. 'Netz is still waitin' on that MP3 of I'm Da Boss and, as rap's O.G whiggas declared on their first notable recording, I WANT THAT SHIT NOW AND SHIT, THAT SHIT NOWWWWWW, I'M TALKIN' NOWWWWW!

As mentioned previously, I haven't dug any of the other leaked songs from Rents Due even a quarter as much as I'm Da Boss, but there'll surely be 2 or 3 other jams on the mixtape since $tarlito and Waka are confirmed as guests, and that Bang Bang joint he appeared on last year alongside his mentor and Gucci was precisely how a modern trap-rap stomper should sound :

Yo Gotti ft. Gucci Mane & Zed Zilla - Bang Bang
(From Cocaine Muzik 4.5; 2010)



There best be a no-DJ version of the 'tape, though, which leads me to a totally serious question that needs asking : other than 20 obvious exceptions to the contrary, are DJs the bane of rap muzik's existence? Consider that in the 80s the likes of Grandmaster Flash, Eric B and DJ Polo were taking credit and royalties for records they had no artistic input on, in the late nineties they were ruining club nights by Yngwie Malmsteen-ing shit up with their silly turntablist antics, and their main contribution to the last decade was bellowing & whooping over songs on artist-themed mixtapes, with DJ Drama being particularly culpable alongside J-Love and Whoo Kid. Has the racist gay bloke with the quiff whom part of the extended Martorialist famalam personally paid homage to a couple of years back really had a point all along when he intoned "hang the DJ" ad nauseam?

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Re : Agallah

Agallah - Gangsta
(From Diplomats Volume 4; 2004)



Proto-waviness circa Agallah's 8-Off The Assassin to Don Bishop transitional period. I know Gangsta from the 4th Dipset mixtape but it transpires it was culled by Jim Jones from Ag's own 2004 Doomsday mixtape, which is probably the only Agallah 'tape that Datpiff don't have, scarcer than Lil' Fame's teeth in physical CD format nowadays, and the solitary downloadable link I can find to it requires a secrete & rare password that's vanished without trace like Madeleine McCann or Jeezy's Def Jam career.

Which is a real triple-threat of a bummer because the era of Agallah's career I'm mostly unfamiliar with and now feel the need to investigate is the 2004 - 2006 Purple City period between the 8-Off singles on Game Records in the early noughties and the You Already Know album in 2006, and this Doomsday mixtape appears to be that timespan's essential release from what I'm reading. Since I'm shit outta luck and already out for a duck with that mixtape, where do I even start with the myriad of Purple City group 'tapes he dropped with Shiest Bubz & Un Kasa during those 2 years? Other than Gangsta the only other Ag' joint I fux with from that period is It Ain't Easy, a song which radiates with wrestling entrance theme swag :

Agallah & Shiest Bubz - It Ain't Easy
(From Purple City Byrd Gang 12"; 2005)



Help me out here, rap dudes! Preferably by re-upping Doomsday, but I'll take pointers on the Purple City mixtapes too.

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Great songs from forgotten rap albums # 18

As ever, just some joints you might have forgotten or missed; all from the last decade this time.



Suga Free - Allergic To Bullshit
(From Smell My Finger; 2008)



I present this cut from Suga Free's fifth CD as a primer for his rumoured reunion with DJ Quik on Street Gospel 2 next year, because with Quik's festering animosity towards his sister and Sug' still seething from his baby-momma Kelis-ing him, can you imagine the magma they're going to spew on there? If Allergic To Bullshit is any kind of indicator (personal highlight : the "what, cadillacs ain't gon' roll no mo' 'cause your ass gone, bitch?" ad lib) then MY GOD, KING, IT'S GONNA BE A SLOBBERKNOCKER and the closest we'll ever get to the Bitch Haters Club album which Kool G. Rap & Akinyele failed to deliver after Break A Bitch Neck. Technically, this isn't an official sequel to both parts of Why U Bullshittin' but I look at it as an Army Of Darkness type situation where the parameters of the originals have been broadened and the absurdist comedy has been ratched up a good 10 notches thanks to the central character's O-T-T performance. "Get a paper route, Bitch!"



C-Loc ft. Maxminelli & J-Von - Got Mine
(From Camp III : Thug Brothas; 2000)



Camp III's psalm to staying strapped by C-Loc and Lay-Lo was a cunthair away from inclusion on my recent Camp 'Loc compilation but ultimately snipped from the final tracklist because the 3 Boosie songs from that album are essential and I'd already featured one Triggerman-inspired track in Tear It Down from 'Loc's Life's A Gamble. Did the Concentration Camp zip tickle your fancy then? I've got an expanded 35 song playlist variation of it with supplementary joints like Who Am I by C-Loc, a handful of cuts from My Balls And My Word, Take It Like A Gee by Lay-Lo, Lil' Boosie Anthem and I Got Dat Slap by Boosie, and Immuh and Whoa Na by Maxminelli which I regularly thug out to when sitting alone in my 4 cornered bubble bath staring at Kuumba Rain Barre incense sticks.



Agallah - Adolf "8-Off" Agallar interlude
(From The Piece Maker; 2000)



Hear that noise? It's a 21 gun salute for Drew Huge since he was the first person to use a Christina "8-Off" Aguilera pun in print. One of these days I'm gonna frogsplash right into Agallah's catalogue because I've dug everything I've heard by him from the 90s 12" cuts like 5 Star Millas and Crookie Monster to the noughties mixtape classic Gangsta and his much-underrated 2006 Dipset-era You Already Know album to last year's Treez For Xmas joint. This banger from Tony Touch's compilation for Tommy Boy, however, knocks harder than all of those and, even though the album features cuts from Prodigy, Gang Starr, Heltah Skeltah & Starang Wonduh, and D.I.T.C & Kid Capri (not to mention the Diaz Brothers cut with Doo Wop and the surprisingly ill Get Back by D12), the Clarence Boddicker's brain tissue-powered machine we use to settle debates here at The Martorialist office always goes nee-nee-nee-nee-nee-nee on Adolf "8-Off" Agallar whenever it's asked what the best song on Tony Toca's album is.



Agallah - Club Hoppin'
(From You Already Know; 2006)



Even though Agallah's debut single was a peculiar LOLz-worthy attempt at a chick-friendly summer jam back in 1995, his name's always been synonymous with looming New York grittiness due to Till My Heart Stops with R.A The Rugged Man from the first Soundbombing, the GTA III-approved Keep Rising To The Top with Sean Price and New York Ryder Music being his 3 most widely known songs. But the Don Bishop period of his career resulted in him revealing the other strings to his bow with joints like Club Hoppin', which would've been a way better soundtrack to the surreal opening scene in Belly than Back To Life by Soul II Soul, right? The key to scuzzy N.Y rappers making quasi-club bangers appears to be man dem like Ralf & Florian, because the Trans-Europe Express-sampling How Low by Ag's oldest grimy saltine confidant by R.A also went similarly hard in das diskothek a couple of years earlier in 2004.

Wednesday, 22 June 2011

Berner Herzog

Okay, if I'm taking credit for DB Tha General rapping over incidental music from Alphaville, then I'm almost certainly positive that Lil B producer Clams Casino using footage from Aguirre, Wrath Of God for his latest promo clip is on me too. As spotted on Space Age Hustle :

Clams Casino - Natural
(From the Rain Forest EP; 2011)



A Young L martian-slap over Aguirre's official soundtrack by Popol Vuh is surely inevitable by friday now, so let's get our Fat Lace swag on in the meantime and come up with some rap/European cinema crap puns, gentlemen :

MC Renoir
Un Chien AndaLouis Logic
Buñuel B
The Discreet Charm Of The Boosie
New Jerzy Skolimowski Drive
Jean SeYung Berg
Pierrot Le cruisin' down the street in my six-Fou
Klaus KinSki-Beatz
The Enigma Of Kasper I'll House You
Jeeps, Les Quatre Cents Coups, Bimaz & Benz

Monday, 20 June 2011

DB End

I'd been gagging for a piece of Deep End by Jerzy Skolimowski for years, so finally getting to behold it on the big screen when the movie was awarded a brief cinema re-release last month after the relative success of Skolimowski's latest picture Essential Killing was a mildly orgasmic experience, and for it to live up to its hype as one of the most lurid films about the mania of desire you'll ever see is refreshing after similar incidents when my expectations weren't quite matched. It's out on DVD/Blu-ray next month but they've only gone and plumped for this cover when I was hoping they'd use the infamous American poster and finally remove the cumbersome RESTRICTED banner so we could savour it as originally intended :



See, rap dudes - it's not just mixtape joints which suffer from obtrusive tagging but movie posters too, so I was hoping this'd be the cinematic equivalent of the time when Boosie & Webbie's classic Long Journey from the Superbad.. The Return Of Mr. Wipe Me Down mixtape turned up in CDQ minus all the DJ sound-FX on Boosie's Incarcerated album last year for its DVD release, but, alas, it's not to be, c'est la vie, c'est la vie. Hey, since your screen is currently awash with tenuous links between vintage European movies and regional gangsta-rappers with yelping voices, am I totally bugging here or does DB Tha General go in over some of the scoring from Godard's Alphaville on Upgrade 'Em 2 at 4:16 in that King Of Oakland promo movie for his new album? :



If so, I won't go as far as saying I Did That exactly, but who was it that suggested Bay Area rappers should take the unprecedented move of getting busy over classic European arthouse cinema soundtracks last summer? Oh, that's right, it was your man right chea - Mr. Aguirre, Wrath Of Blog.

Sunday, 19 June 2011

Ayo The Guardian

You really need to fire that indie-bird who writes the bi-weekly Film & Music supplement column about growing up in Wigan listening to The Verve so Anne Billson's movie musings and David Thomson's Biographical Dictionary Of Film post-scripts can run concurrently the same week, but this here blurb about one of Egyptian Lover's true masterpieces is your best F&M Playlist selection since the gay lad who likes rap chose Rubberband Banks by Young Dro a couple of months back, and its inclusion just about makes up for the ‘Sikk Tha Shocker’ faux pas last year and the hilariously predictable Tyler piece comparing Odd Future to the Sex Pistols more recently :



Egyptian Lover - I Cry (Night After Night)
(From On The Nile; 1984)




I'm always surprised you don't find more gay ppl rushing up to put a ring on rap musik's dick, because a genre that was erected on the dubious bedrock of dudes writing explicitly detailed salutations to their own genitalia surely has way more wildly homoerotic masturbatory thrills to offer them than Take That and Lady Gaga, no? But I digress because Egyptian Lover's tear-stained-pillowed ode to loneliness here was rap's first great ballad as well as the missing link between Computer Love by Zapp & Roger and The Beautiful Ones by Prince & The Revolution. His wordless exclamation of despondency after he says "because my smile's so weak" at 1:38 is just so utterly heartbreaking and the song also features the most concupiscent guitar solo-ing this side of the Dream Window version of the main Come To Me theme from the Fright Night OST :

Brad Fiedal - Dream Window (Come To Me)
(From the Fright Night soundtrack; 1985)



The cheap fútbol gags we've all been denied just because Fright Night/Terminator 2/True Lies soundtrack composer Brad Fiedel doesn't have an r dropped between the F and i of his surname probably do exist in the parallel dimension where Arsenal could actually manage to score past his near-namesake during his spells at Blackburn and Aston Villa. Have all y'all seen the trailer for the Fright Night remake yet then? Damn, son - you bleedin', son, baaaaad, son, and not because Jerry Dandridge has just taken a bite out of your neck, son, but because you're menstruating like Amy Peterson, son. If this terrible Adam Lambert video of a remake is a success with teenagers, gay ppl, mall-goffs and fat feminist blogger weed-carriers then it'd be the perfect opportunity for the original movie's soundtrack to receive the ol' remastered & reissued treatment, because my copy sounds like it was recorded in Max Schreck's coffin' back in 1922.