Words by Tony Grands
When my kids were young, our house was filled with rap music daily, from breakfast to dinner. We danced, sang, fellowshipped, & bonded like a tribe should though it’s cohesive energies & melodic undertones. Continue reading
Words by Tony Grands
I like to watch things happen. & not in a bad way per se, but similar to how security guards do their job. I was a security guard for about a year, & they sent me to various locations, but the one thing that remained constant was my job description: “observe & report.” Continue reading
Words by Tony Grands
My 14 year old cousin & I had a conversation last week about rappers. It started with me asking him if he heard of Chief Keef, then abruptly cutting him off – mid-answer – telling him I know he has because he’s always online. Continue reading
Words by Phlip
I think Twitter is ruining hip hop as a tool of revolution, or at least of activism. I say that to say that the means of HOW hip hop cares presents a major issue in the appearance of whether or not hip hop actually cares at all. Continue reading
Words by Tony Grands
Southside Chicago, Illinois’ Chief Keef is a Hip Hop commodity at the moment. His clumsy jog through rap music’s seedy middleground has obviously been a successful one. How can we tell? Continue reading
Words by Phlip
Remember the days of hip hop “crews,” or even when 2 or 3-man groups gave out the impression that they were actually close friends? What did you do when you realized that it was all shine put on for the camera? Wait, did you realize that it was all shine put on for the cameras?
