Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Monday, July 25, 2011

Beats, Rhymes and Life

So I got to see the ATCQ documentary finally last night. It opened in SF last weekend, but didn't make it out for one reason or another until last night. It was pretty good, definitely worth seeing if you like tribe, native tongues, or any of that biz. Michael Rapaport does a sweet job in the interviews I think... and pretty much captures live the meltdown of Phife and Q-Tip's relationship. I had no idea Phife's health was such a huge part of it, but you don't come away blaming either (they both are super stubborn dudes), just feeling bad for Ali. It was about 65% about their relationship as a group and 35% about how the music was made and developed. I would of liked a little more about the music, but that's ok, the relationship is probably more interesting for most people.

Some really great surprises:
  • Learning about Jarobi's role with the group. He's a good guy.
  • Pharrell's interviews were really passionate, I always really liked him and this makes him cooler.
  • Madlib does the soundtrack! Dropped some shades of blue in there with the ATCQ mixing.
  • J Dilla got a bunch of shoutouts somehow.
  • De La Soul was super cool.
  • Mos Def made some appearances.
  • The title screen intro was really great.
Looks like they cut out a bunch of interviews that might have been cool: Ludacris, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Hieroglyphics. They also give a bunch of hype for Q-Tip's 2nd solo album, which sounds pretty much like his first album that wasn't that great.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Mary's Slippers

When Mary leaves town, I wear her slippers a lot. It's like someone turned two pomeranian puppies into stylish slippers. They are also way too small.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Shitstorm of Awful

Out of body experience right now where I am watching myself with a bowl of popcorn and laughing.

Here's what I envision: Pens, Flyers in playoffs. Jagr gets on ice for first shift, then sits on bench after the change. He glances up at the scoreboard and somehow locks eyes with #66. All of a sudden he can't look away. His heart is racing. He clutches it, and can feel it straining. The trainer tries to get his attention. It's no use. He collapses in a spasm.

Good God what just happened.