Monthly Archives: June 2009

if you represent the struggle then push

Song of the Day: “Push” – Pharoahe Monch

Are those tubas I hear? The track is like a gospel. Wake up in the morning to this and it’s guaranteed you’re getting hired.

artist spotlite: colin munroe

It tastes like a trend — you know, the street label that signs the young, blue-eyed crooner (see Chester French on Star Trak or Mr. West’s new butt-boy, Mr. Hudson), in hopes of capitalizing on Kanye’s famed emo/indie-rap formula (you’ll find Chris Martin play hook man on more mixtapes than Lil’ Wayne, second only to the almighty autotune). Yet with most trends, there are exceptions to the rules of ephemera: see Colin Munroe. The 28-year-old, Toronto-native (big ups), knows his place. He realizes he’s of the trend (he was recently signed to the urban subset of Universal-Motown, Rowdy Records) and plays the part of token, pianist slash hook boy almost jokingly; screwing with his vocals to sound like an infant beside Jim Jones on “Piano Lessons (Remix)” (posted below). He’s recorded recently with Black Milk, Brick and Lace, Drake, and 88-Keys, but has yet to release anything more than a mixtape.

This is the remix to “Piano Lessons.” Produced by Colin alongside Black Milk, the song speaks of Munroe’s upbringing. The beat evokes something street yet suburban. It’s an interesting listen…and the screwed vocals are strangely attractive. I bet a million to one you’ll agree.

Next up is “Last Cause,” featuring a phoned-in verse by 88-Keys (another little-known breakthrough M.C.). The beat sounds like a tweaked version of Angie Stone’s “I Wish I Didn’t Miss You Anymore.” Again, his screwed vocals are in place and sound incredible (without them the track would sound like Ben Folds).

Lastly, it’s the reason the kid’s gotten any mention at all. Featured here on Drake’s “Cannonball” (off mixtape Heartbreak Drake), Colin demonstrates indie-hooking 101. Consider it a lesson in swimming in Olympic pools of money.

now it’s history, i see

Song of the Day: “Big In Japan” – Alphaville

In 1984, this probably looked really modern and avant-garde. Now, sadly, we’re back in the same place, trying as hard as we can to replicate such modern, avant-garde brilliance. [Ha] Fuck it. Stop trying Empire of the Sun, Chester French (while I do love their stylist), and Lady Gaga – you only look foolish (examples below). Let Alphaville have their shine. The front man’s practically leaking lip gloss for god’s sake.

artist spotlite: homeboy sandman

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It makes me happy to know one musn’t necessarily live street to go hard in them. See Homeboy Sandman – a UPenn grad with book smarts to match his streetwise. The 6’5″ Queens-bred M.C.’s been hyped as an underground stunna for some time now, performing for the likes of Rakim and The Roots without any major record deal. He released his first non-mixtape LP under his own label (Boy Sand Industries) entitled Actual Factual Pterodactyl last year with only a YouTube clip for support (watch the low-budget vid below). You could consider him an “absurdist;” he has little interest in commercial success, merely honing his craft. His only drive seems to be his enjoyment of the English language to the extent in which he practically spews Merriam-Webster. Confusing as his rhymes may be: they do make sense. Especially when taken line for line, his lyrics tend to weave themselves into Ivy-League brainstorms. On first listen, his tracks sound nonsensical and humorous (which they are), but not for long – his talent for linguistical lists will tangle you up in a web. Who said good music had to be practical any way? Sex, lies, burgers, and fries

The first track up is the smart alic “Us & Them.” It’s a shorty, only two and a half minutes long. The beat’s Soca horn sample is one of his mixtape’s best.

For prime rhymes, peep “It Is What It Is (Acapella)” below. ‘One with words’ would be an understatement. No beat needed.

If you’re into Eminem’s sing-a-long flow (I don’t know why you would be anymore), stream Homeboy’s “I-Tunes Song” below, featuring hilarious one-liners like, I don’t really write rhymes, I write haikus.

Lastly, I give you Homeboy playing politico in The Roots-vs-Coldplay-sounding stunner, “Wise Up,” featuring P.CASSO.  Past the turntables, there’s something profound. Consider it one of his best.

work video / coming 6.16

Here’s a sneak peek at Janet:Reloaded’s (a.k.a. Ciara’s) latest video off current album, Fantasy Ride. While the album may not be much, the video looks to be sure fire (almost feels like Pac’s “California Love” or Mya’s “Case of the Ex” video with its evening desert setting). If you were into “1,2 Step” then you’ll definitely be down with its part two, “Work.” Listen to the upcoming hit, featuring production by Danjahandz and a verse by Missy Elliott, below.

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Song of the Day: “Fancy” – The-Dream

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Praised as Dream’s finest yet (at least, of those the singer-songwriter’s left for himself), “Fancy,” is also his mildest composition. Like a long drive’s perfect soundtrack, the song builds itself up to become something of utmost satisfaction. The light keys, Parisian street accordion, and Dream’s cloud-like voice together create a Zen palette for his trademark vocal Tourette’s (eh‘s, ella‘s, etc) to run wild (listen to the end). While his lyrics may have no purpose other than to fill the space atop Tricky Stewart’s cinematic backdrop (they’re comprised of the usual array of post-Puffy era nothingness – hot cars, hot broads, etc), they do sound like an homage to past era’s doo-wop mentality for radio-ready records.

The man knows what he’s doing. Six minutes and thirty seconds later, you’ll realize how he got an entire planet singing ella-ella-ey-ey-ey everytime the word umbrella’s mentioned. It’s his knack for catchiness that’s hypnotized the most unsuspecting listener, hit after hit. “Fancy,” while not a single, maintains this Motown-set formula for Billboard grandeur.

And the Christian Lacroix mention towards the end – now that’s fancy.

fashion focus: rock.me.amadeus

You should probably read this post while listening to someone who reminds me of a mini-modern-Mozart…The-Dream. Just imagine the 5’8″ composer hovering over his skyscraping organ as if he were in an Austrian opera house beating it up like gorilla.

There’s something that’s always caught me about 18th century (and prior) men’s dress. It’s probably the fact that “macaroni” fashions were more peacock than pasta, in that they’d incorporate, as a rule, much more extravagance than their female counterparts. Heels, stockings, jewelry and wigs, were among the uniform for the upper class 1700′s male who considered it critical to exemplify status. Viewing these heavily adorned males beside powerful men today is somewhat of a joke: Mozart could pass as Dita Von Teese for all its worth. Found in 1984′s Amadeus, the men’s costuming can be seen as a sort of competitive exploitation of wealth and virility. How funny it is to see how things have changed to become what they are today… If anything, I’d say men don’t have the sort of fun women do with fashion presently in that they have their limitations set so strongly by society.

If I had to say which style I’ve been most inspired by, I would have to give it to Amadeus. My obsession with ruffled collars, top-heavy silhouettes, puffy shirts and ringed fingers, big hair and organ sounds, has its root in my 5th grade music class. We learned of Beethoven and Mozart, while all I could focus on was their impeccable sense of style. They seemed to understand what it was to dress for statement and self-identity. Nowadays, the formulaic man’s dress constricts any expression except fear from being outwardly portrayed. To think, there was a time when men got glee from challenging any sense of homogeneity in fashion is still exciting to me. Below, you’ll find a photo from my trip to the Victoria & Albert Museum in London last summer, where I found what I hope to look like in forty-plus years. Beneath it is a photo showing how to modernize the Rococo-era aesthetic with a ruffly shirt, torn jeans, and high shoes. The hair helps.

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i wish i was a little bit taller

Song of the Day: “I Wish” – Skee-Lo

Lost to Coolio’s “Gangsta’s Paradise” for Best Rap Solo [Performance] at the 1997 Grammy Awards, Skee-Lo has since disappeared from the mainstream (and thus, the underground too). His one and only hit, “I Wish,” though, has proven to stand the test of time as one of the decade’s most recognizable. His humorous, failed playa flow carries Bernard Wright’s “Spinnin’” sample seamlessly to sound like Urkel’s take on g-funk. The verses are as catchy as they are hilarious and the whistling in the background sounds a lot like ma and pa’s ‘food’s ready’ at the block party. Give it up for the nerd.

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Diane Pernet reported today that Karl Lagerfeld will not be renewing his contract at Chanel. [Sigh] Thank god. Karl has been controlling too much of fashion for far too long; from his roots at Chloe to his reign on Fendi and his own Lagerfeld line; he sort-of needs to die (he’s 75) for fashion to move forward and reinvent itself. Rumor says Alber Elbaz of Lanvin will take his place atop Chanel, while Nina Ricci’s former, Olivier Theyskens, will take his place at Lanvin. Excited to see how Theyskens will update Lanvin and how Karl’s words will come back to haunt him when Elbaz takes his seat (he has voiced for years his distaste for the obese). I still think Hedi Slimane could do a hell of a revamp for Chanel, but, we’ll have to see what pans out, as this is still only a rumor.

d.c. chillin’

Song of the Day: “Chillin’” – Wale (Feat. Lady GaGa)

Saw this dude two years ago with Mark Ronson and since then have grown to appreciate his braggy flow. Hailing from D.C.’s Go-Go driven music scene, Wale strattles a thin line between blogger’s draft and major label success a la Drake. Amassing stacks of critically-acclaimed mixtapes along with his involvement in Ronson’s tour has both helped and harmed him – he has yet to put out his Interscope debut. It seems the more buzz he garners, the slower his album creeps to release, which is sad since it appears he has more support than ever. This, though, is a step forward… and a step back. His official single “Chillin’” has gone through several edits to become what it is at the moment (M.I.A. was supposed to do hook duties). The beat is solid; having mashed together the Steam sample with heavy Casio spirals, it sounds Danja-meets-Jock Jams (even though it’s Cool & Dre). The problem is: with such hot verses and beat, the tacked-on Lady Gaga (does M.I.A) hook sounds like a forced attempt at a hit…which it obviously is, even though it sounds like two separate songs. But, hook aside, this may be the single that catapults Wale to levels he’s bragged about since claiming to have originated the [Levi's] Shrink-to-Fit trend. The hope is that he gets to the place he’s depicted at in the video, walking inside his local bodega to his very own California Closet. One can only hope.

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The Mulleavy sisters have added some umph to their California couture operation -  jewelry. And shit is it hot. Designed by Mark Walsh and Leslie Chin, the line encompasses Rodarte’s evolved, refreshing response to ‘the new romantic’. With amethysts and eyeballs, the line’s mystic factor is full-on.

Interning at Black Frame PR my freshman summer, I fell in love with Rodarte and their studded pony hair Louboutin Ariella booties when they were pre-Olsen. I had always wondered if they’d expand into other accessories and now all that’s left is handbags. I say go for it.

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the avenger

Song of the Day: “Avenging Annie” – Andy Pratt

Chances are you’ve never heard this 1973 masterpiece (or the Roger Daltrey cover version). It’s almost completely untapped (seeing as I couldn’t even link to an audio stream and had to settle with posting this stupid You Tube video) other than a few movie soundtracks through the years (Running With Scissors is probably the most recent). It’s a mystery to any virgin listener in hearing the opening piano bars sound so familiar; as if it were playing second-nature forever beside Fleetwood Mac’s “Rhiannon” or Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer.” Pratt’s feminine-view storytelling is fantastic; key-laden and sung in a flying falsetto, could be considered atop the era’s pinnacle of passionate songcraft. You’ll hear resemblance to another currently radio-less rock act, Empire of the Sun; whose members enjoy vocal heights in their choruses strikingly similar to Andy Pratt’s in “Avenging Annie.” Have a hear…

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Reconsidering the briefcase after seeing this one by Proenza Schouler for fall ’09.

artist spotlite: curren$y

For the first artist spotlite, I’ve got to give it to one of the most underrated and unheard-of lyricists out: Curren$y. 28 years young, C’s been releasing mixtapes almost monthly for the last few years without much attention from bigwigs. He even named his first official release (under his own label Fly Society), This Ain’t No Mixtape. Hailing from New Orleans, he flows so nonchalantly (even moreso than Loso) that he sounds almost comatose (but in a good way?). His rhymes got him noticed by Wayne in ’06 and in turn even recorded a song together with Remy Ma (“Where Da Cash At?”) that never surfaced on a released album. Curren$y is also a You Tube phenomenon. He’s taken his stoner-turned-rapper persona public to host a series of hilarious virals with the name Mythblazers, where he takes on the many misconceptions of marijuana smoking.

When recommending tracks, I’d have to go with his most electric beat-wise. Firstly, “Blown Away.”

You can’t escape the background’s swirling synth and majestic faux-horn. The beat itself could make any listener nauseous (also in a good way). The chorus is as addicting as the drugs he’s on (MDMA and THC) and his flow glides across the tune as if it were laced. But what makes this song a hit is the whistle that fades into the end as it were traveling faster than you can catch.

Second is another with an extraterrestrial sound; “Drug Flow” in which he’s joined by Freck Billionaire.

If you’re concerned with the track shooting lasers at you, relax and think how the quick, synth-heavy background pops and gathers as Curren$y; unamused, reclines in the sky. The high-pitched whine atop the complex drum patterns cushion the chorus from being too repetitive, proving once again the producer’s the one with the hit at hand. What Curren$y lacks in delivery is made up for in his producer’s spacecraft sounds.

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Anyone who knows me knows I can’t do anything without a full jewelry drawer. And if there’s one designer I keep coming back to for new additions, it’s my main man Tom Binns. Ever since I got my first Binns piece during junior year of high school (yes, the “flying fuck” necklace) I’ve been coming back for more. He’s one of the only designers I can say has evolved with me every step of the way in developing my own personal style. We tend to agree each season; whether its gem stones, Duchamp-inspired Dada, magazine jewel cut-outs laminated in plastic (see above, below), or his signature skulls; we always seem to be at the same pace.

Thanks to the recent opening of his first store here in the city (on Perry St., shouts to Courtney), I can now ensure my bank account empty until further notice.

who wanna get fukt up

Song of the Day: “Hey Girl” – Keri Hilson (Feat. T-Pain & Lil’ Jon)

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Speaking of summer anthems; this one’s up there for 09 consideration. Who can deny a good drinking song? Especially one with a chorus like By the end of the night I’ma have you drunk and throwin’ up / By the end of the night I’ma have you so fucked up.

Produced by Polow da Don and featuring Lil’ Jon and the equally obnoxious T-Pain, this unreleased Keri track was no where to be found on her tragic debut album, nor was it even considered. It’s actually a demo she did for the new Pussycat Dolls knockoff group, The Paradiso Girls (which just goes to show where many Keri-penned gems end up after hiding in the studio for years). While I don’t recommend any sort of Paradiso listening; this demo track, if released as a Keri single, could’ve been what took her writer-turned-singer status to the next-next level. If you’re into Keri’s brand of contagious, novel R&B, you should consider taking a shot of this.

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1 This song’s shaping up to be mine for the summer: “One More Time” – Drake

With a beat and flow reminiscent of yesterday’s Hova, it’s easy to see why Drake is the unofficial blogger’s boy toy. Especially when considering he usually sounds more Cudi or closer to a one-off Kanye who can actually sing (which I suppose is the same thing), the song proves Drake can crush a verse into a scratchy background just as Jay once did like hashish. The backing soul sample skips back and forth like a drunken summer BBQ. Ending his last verse with an echoing Hold on-n-n-n-n – we’ll have to hold our breaths its soon.

2 Song of the Day: “Thinking About Your Love” – Skipworth & Turner

Play this song without knowing who it is and you’ll probably think its b-side Stevie Wonder. But what really makes this jam ride are those slamming keys.

how you do menswear

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I’m not one for mentioning menswear, but when I find something I like…bet it’s gonna be real.

This is how you do menswear. It’s a house called Third Floor and it’s based here in New York. As it is in no way for all men (as fashion, of course, should never be), the line does say something for the state that menswear should be in today. Its abrupt shift from tradition to ultra-new is definitely a commendable conversation piece. I mean, contemporary men’s sports sets topped in traditional Samurai armor? Holy shit.

The collection is comprised of menswear classics (the coat, the relaxed trouser) and modern ones (Ghesquiere drape-tops, Hammer – ahem, harem pant revival) as a base for its sharp, simplified warrior looks. Best piece: Ode to The Last Samurai top. Biggest nah: the rat tail.

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As fresh as the song may be, the video is oh so stale. I know it’s not just a song and I know it’s not just The-Dream, … it’s most definitely those poorly done LeVar Burton shades and the seemingly unintentional cheese whiz FX that help cement Dream as an audio-only act. And when did BESS start taking custom orders from RadioKilla?

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Versace’s resurrecting its younger sibling brand Versus as an accessories-only line and surprisingly it’s not only stomachable but also pretty fucking awe-worthy. Designed by maestro Christopher Kane, the collection pairs hints of Gianni’s famed safety pin dresses with Balenciaga’s Star Trek-inspired looks to par down Versace’s trademark gaud. Cross your fingers it stays at original Versus prices (upper mid-range)…because these babies could easily sway Balenciaga buyers away from their near-perfect accessory prowess. No word on when the line debuts.