It's like getting to Heaven and finding out God smokes crack...

Come on. Really? By now, you've heard of, or seen, or know somebody who's seen "Precious". In a nutshell, it's the story of the most unfortunate Black Girl ever. For starters, she's been raped by her former inmate Dad since she was three. Her invalid mother let it happen. A buncha times. She has two kids by her father, the oldest of which has down syndrome. As a result of inbreeding. Because her Dad raped her. When she was three. She can't read. She lives off of the state. She tries time and time again to crawl out of the hole that is her life, but things just can't seem to shake out for her. And the movie ends with her finding out she's HIV positive. From her father. Who raped her. Repeatedly. Over the course of her entire life. Did I mention she's terrible unattractive (not a slight on the actress, but this is what she was projected to be)and obese?

So, even with all of the terrible things I've just explained, you may still be asking, what's the problem? The problem is that these are the movies that are touted as "examples on Black achievement" and "groundbreaking work". I have the same issue with this piece of garbage i had with "Crash" reading the academy award for best picture: We know Black people struggle, and we know racism is rampant. Why is it every time these things are brought to the forefront, is some type of cinematic achievement? What a load of crap. The day after Thanksgiving, my parents took my sister and their God-children to see this flick. Clearly, this wasn't a movie for kids. But let God-awful Tyler Perry and my favorite tyrant Oprah's stamp of approval on it, and Bam! black people come out in droves to see it.

Newsflash: Kayne was wrong. It's Tyler Perry that doesn't care about Black people. His movies explore the worst parts of our culture, and use religion as the protagonist, rarely the people involved. And if there is a protagonist, it's either a Woman, or Shemarr Moore. SMH.

Which brings us to another HUGE problem with the film: All the bad characters were Dark Skinned, and the noble, selfless characters were light skinned! Mariah Carey, Lenny Kravitz and her dream boyfriend were all on the lighter side of the spectrum and they all valued Precious and wanted what was best for her, and every Dark Skinned person of note wanted to use her up. Come on! Why hasn't there been more outrage over this crap?

This guy Perry's got a stranglehold on Black Entertainment, and gives us either Minstrel Shows or Ethnic Snuff films. I for one, will only bootleg his stuff... and won't let any of my non-black friends, or anyone younger than me watch it with me.

Oh yeah, and Fuck Oprah. Sorry. Couldn't help myself.

So yeah...

Well, these lapses have to be getting tiresome. I drift in and out of this space like I do most things, and I don’t deny that. Lately I’ve been dealing with some very adult issues, probably things you all have gone through or have seen someone go through. Like most things, the real issues that came from this were it impact on a few different relationships. I’ve never really stressed too much over anything, but well, these have been trying times. I’m almost ashamed to admit it, but the stress caused me to put an unnecessary energy towards my social life, more specifically, P.W.A. (word to Lil’ Flip.) These things are all good in moderation, but too much of em’ will kill you. I don’t think I’m quite ready to leave just yet, so expect me to mellow out a bit over the next few weeks. Always good talking to you.

CeeHawk - "Neva Die"

A lil' somethin' I put together with My Muvee for vista. Comic's are the perfect background to this song, because the characters, at least the good ones, are presented as timeless figures, and my train of thought for this song was living life like you had forever to get it right. Enjoy.

A new direction...

Well hello Kongressman (and Women). It's been a long time,and really, I shouldn't have left you. Things have been moving at a much different pace personally, and well, I think I'm starting to find my groove professionally. Artistically is another story. About a month ago, I sat down and wrote a few songs in hopes of recording them one weekend in San Antonio. Things being what they tend to be, it really didn't happen. I started to place blame, but I really thought it through. Just like I'm not always ready to hit the studio, those around me have lives as well, so they cant just be ready when i expect them to. So, i went to the the 'Nets to try and locate what i think may be the missing piece to my puzzle: real management. I think one of my strengths in my openness, so to be open, musically I'm an artist, and not the greatest businessman (that what niggas like Kerry Ray are bred for). I'd much rather write, record and perform and happily cut someone else a check to handle the rest. Just the way I'm built. In a climate where everyone is an artist (or can make that claim) it becoming increasingly hard to stand out. So hopefully this deal goes well, and I can just make music without the fear of hunting down studios, or having to book my own gigs, because writing consists of what you know and what you can convey, but getting the music out is a different beast entirely.

Be back sooner than later.

Bourne Without Identity

In 1983, Toyota chairman Eiji Toyoda summoned a secret meeting of company executives, to whom he posed the question, “Can we create a luxury vehicle to challenge the world's best?" The original Lexus LS 400 was nothing short of revolutionary. It was quieter, it has outstanding fit and finish, it was madly reliable. It did what it was designed to do. Challenge the world's best. Fast forward 20 years(Happy Belated Birthday Lexus) and I believe the Toyota Motor Corp executives need to ask a new question. What is our brand identity? For a brand whose mission was to compete with the worlds best it was mission complete. But how do you take Lexus to that next level...copy 70s-80s General Motors? Uninspired design? See photo, CHECK! Shameless rebadging? See ES350, LX570, CHECK! No identity for brand? DING DING We have a winner!

What hallmark does Lexus have to fall back in a crowded luxury market? Performance? I think BMW or Infiniti! Design? I think Audi or Cadillac! Innovation? I think Mercedes. Lexus you are the new Buick. Or would that be a slap in the face to the new Buick because the new Buick LaCrosse recently beat the Lexus ES350 in a comparo. A BUICK!!! The median age of Lexus buyers is 56 and no identity Lexus will no longer be the brand that middle to upper America aspires to own anymore.

But the since its conception it was not designed for its own niche. It was designed to challenge the world's best. That it will do but I believe Lexus will have to have an identity and not remain tarted up Toyotas! The LS600 was a start with the 8speed transmission and automated parralel parking and maybe the high tech theme can work. But if i wanted a Prius i would buy a Pruis not a HS 250h, if I wanted a Highlander I would buy a Highland not a RX350, if I wanted a Camry I would buy a Camry not a Lexus ES350. Give me a reason to want a Lexus other than wanting to look like I have money. And no Hiphop cant save you because you can only rhyme Texas and Lexus so many times.

Brightest Light, Blackest Night

So, between work and my job (if you only knew) I’ve had time to really get back on my comic book steez. Shout out to Dragon’s Lair on Burnet and 2222, those fine folks have been taking care of my imagination for the past few months. There have been four entities that have really stood out to me since I’ve gotten back in the zone. The first is Stephen King’s “Dark Tower” series, a collection of books that came started in the late 80’s and just finished their run a few years back. The follow a man named Roland Deschain, a member of a famed community of defenders known as Gunslingers, as he follows an evil entity across different dimensions trying to take control of the universe. I’ve always been a big fan of King’s work, and a while back Marvel got the bright idea to make the series into a graphic novel. The series actually starts before the novels, as a kind of prequel explaining how Roland came to wander across the desert alone. The entire series has a strong gothic style and tone, and the drawings are all top notch. Can’t wait for the next issue!

The next has been Marvel’s “Dark Reign” Saga, which chronicles the rise of famed crazy man and Spider-Man foe Norman Osborne as he comes to be responsible for the security of the United States. “Dark Reign” takes place across 10+ comics, and let’s be real, I’m not gonna follow em all, so I stick to the basics: Norman’s own comic, in which he recruits a few super villains and repackages em as all your favorite heroes, appropriately entitled “Dark Avengers.” My faves in this book are definitely Norman and Daken, Wolverine’s son, who are both a bit nuts and absolutely brilliant at once. One of it’s companion piece’s is “Dark X-Men”, which takes the same format of “Dark Avengers”, enlisting some oft forgotten Mutant castaways and makes them America’s new mutant fighting force. The stars here are certainly Mimic and Cyclops, who is more so involved in the tie-in, called “Utopia”

The old school comic fan in me is loving the “Green Lantern: Blackest Night.” I caught the new Green Lantern DVD on bootleg a week ago (I know, I’ll cop it when it drops) and remembered the greatness that is the Green Lantern Corps. The whole Black Lantern idea is creepy and visually unsettling, but both are a welcome change to maybe my own personal bias against DC comics. It’s only one issue in, but something tell me I’ll have to go back and check out the “Sinestro Corps War” and the rest of the tie in books.

The last book I’ve gotten into seemingly came out of nowhere. I was reading IGN’s list of the best 100 comic villains, and one of the characters included was Lucifer. Effin’ Lucifer. I consulted the superheads (word to K. Steffans) at Wikipedia, and found the book was under the Vertigo comics imprint, meaning that is had to be at least passable. I picked up the first volume, and the very first story blew me away. IGN said it best when they explained the guy doesn’t lie, he always tells you exactly whets going to happen, and it makes for great stories. I’m already on the second volume, and the world they create with biblical references and fantastic creatures makes for a great read. I recommend all of these books, and promise you that you won’t be disappointed. And if you are, oh well.

Hurrican Chris, D - Louisiana?

Yes my friends, your favorite Ratchet City representative took his 51/50 stimulus plan all the way to the House of Representatives (of Louisiana, to be clear and comedic.) It's hard for me to poke fun... well, difficult in the sense that I think HC is a real talented kid, and I wonder if he sees the humor in this, even though, lets face it, this is a rare opportunity. I'll let you guys weigh in on this one...

The Killer D's

So, while I've been working like a madman, I've turned to unlikely arenas to house my fun. Believe it or not, my high score's bee suffering as a result. I barely touch the 360 nowadays, what with Vanessa dominating the living room (we'll get to that one of these days). So, in order to get my media fix, I've turned to the DVD to save me (word to Chris Jericho) from boredom. The first show I got into was Dexter, a Showtime series based on the works of Jeff Lindsay. Dexter is a blood splatter specialist for the Miami-Dade police department, as well as a faux vigilante serial killer. The series focuses on his inability to come to terms with the very human emotions he swears not to have. Complete with a strong supporting cast and the beautiful Miami backdrop, I'd recommend this series to anyone looking for a change or pace fro the reality show cheese fests that plague the world of TV.

Also, I've gotten into the award-winning HBO series Deadwood, which ran for four seasons a few years ago on HBO. It focuses on the small mining camp located in South Dakota in 1876, and takes an urban spin on such historical characters as Wild Bill Hickock, Seth Bullock and Al Swearengen. Ian McShane portrays Swearengen, a local pimp who quickly becomes to character you root for, even as he plots to kill those in his way, beat whores who give him grief and berate his minions at every term. There are very few shows in which the very world seems to be as alive as the characters are, and this is one of em.

So what do you all think? Anything I'm missing? Any other shows out there worth the time to backtrack and get caught up on them?

Coming to terms...

What's really goin' on? The last few months have been crazy, so crazy that I've all but neglected the three of you who check this page for updates. Hopefully you will forgive me in time. I feel like personally, professionally and hell, even artistically, I've grown by leaps and bounds. But enough about the silly shit, what's been happening in this world of ours? My Black President hasn't done anything wrong, and for lots of folks not doing bad doesn't equal doing good. M opinion is that dude had very little room for error based on what he had to work with, but I'm not gonna fault anyone for NOT fuckin' up.
Then we got these boys out in Israel, losin' their goddamn minds, killin' everything in sight and actin' like things are supposed to be gravy. Someone email me a list of the things, products or otherwise that Israel makes, sells, etc. and I'll cut em' out of my wallet as well as my vocabulary.

Ol' punk-ass Kobe finally got his ring, and I'm applaud hard work, like we all should. Out of respect, that fact that he's a selfish, loudmouthed inconsiderate brat will come second to the fact that he is the most driven, determined entity in sports. Here's to you champ!

Chris Brown got a slap on the wrist for two-piecing his beau, and things seem to suggest she said, or did something harsh enough to push dude over the edge. Still wasn't ok,at all, but well, what's done is done... He wouldn't get away with puttin' his hands on any bitch I know, but that goes without saying...
So, just a few quick thoughts... I'm back at it folks, catch you o nthe flip.

Wrestlemania Review

Ladies and gents, another Wrestlemania has come and gone. Was it good? Yes. Was it great? No. But all in all, I feel the product was solid, and worthy of the price tag (and J paid the price tag, so it’s all gravy.)

Naturally, the strongest match was the HBK Taker matchup. What was so good about it? Well, you had two of the best to ever do it performing on the biggest stage of em all. The hype was good, the segments were dam near flawless, and they pulled out all the stops for their encounter. Granted, there was simply no way HBK would win because it wouldn’t elevate him at all, but he went out there and made us believe that if he did win it wouldn’t be for shame.

This match, however good it was, was not the main event. That went to the Orton/HHH match. The buildup was great, and the match itself solid, but I can’t say I really understood the outcome. For all the work they did to make Orton look unstoppable, HHH came out on top, and came out fairly dominant in the end. I’m not one of those guys who take every chance he has to bash Hunter, but I just don’t feel there was any reason to have him defeat Randy.

The other world title match was just fine for what it was. I’m a John Cena fan, and though I can understand why he gets a bum rap, he continues to go all out each and every week and I reward that. Edge is one of my favorite guys in the business, and he always puts on a great show. So did the Big Show, who will always be more athletic than he ever gets credit for. Cena getting the belt back feels VERY temporary, and were gonna have to pay attention to how long that lasts.

The only heel to actually pull out a victory was Matt Hardy, in a match that was well executed and told one hell of a story. Matt and Jeff have grown by leaps and bounds as singles competitors. Here’s hoping they get drafted to different shows, so that they can both continue their ascents to stars.

Money in the Bank was more of the same, in that again, we got to see the talent that exists in the upper-mid card. Kofi Kingston joined Shelton Benjamin In the “if I only had a manager I’d be world champ” club, which could double as the “I’m the best SVR player in the company club.” Good to see MVP get face chants, and everyone have a role in the match. I’ ma big CM Punk fan, but I don’t really understand why he got eh nod here… Woulda loved to see my guy Christian get the W, but you know I mark out for Canada like that…

I loved the Jericho vs. the Legends match. If you’ve never watched the Steamboat/
Savage match from Wrestlemania 3, you don't know what you’ve been missing. Those two could have gone another half hour, and Jericho showed why pound for pound he’s the best thing left from the “attitude” era. Rourke getting that shot in on him was cool with me, and in my eyes that guy is gold. He used to roll with ‘Pac, remember?

The Divas match was good for Nostalgia purposes. Natalya’s gonna be a star guys, her look is good, and she can strike an anime pose like nobody’s business. And if you don’t know why her execution is so crisp, think about her lineage…
Mysterio always pulls out great WM outfits, and the Joker getup was gold. The quick defeat of JBL and his post-match resignation reminded me that he was the guy who made John Cena four years ago.

I was very disappointed that we didn’t get to see the tag title match on the broadcast. Miz/Morrison and the Colons and magic in the ring, and I may have to cop the DVD just to bear witness.

Again, in all, a solid Wrestlemania… but here’s hoping things keep an upswing, or that TNA puts some pressure on the big boys…

Back on my bullshit...

I know it’s been forever and a day, but I’ve got a good excuse: I got me a jizzob! I’ve finally adjusted to the work schedule (after a month) so expect to hear a lot more from me. The sad thing is. There hasn’t been a whole lot for me to talk about. I do wanna thank everyone that came out to my SXSW show, I appreciate the love and support. The next shows scheduled for late June, and it’s gonna be a bit different than anything we’ve done so far. I’ve been back on my gym game, and there’s no time like the present, cuz the job had me on a fast food IV. So my pledge, to the five of you that read this site, is that I’m refocused on what's important: my half cocked ramblings… wait…

6 minutes of nothing.

What's the only thing worse than being in S.O.D. Money Gang? Being ex-communicated from S.O.D. Money Gang! West Coast collective Show Stoppas shoot (yes, wrestling terminology folks) on Soulja Boy, or at least attempt to i nthe longest, most drawn out 350 seconds of my life.

"We don't want no more niggers in the city!"

More on this bullshit later...

Kanye West ft. Kid Cudi - Welcome to Heartbreak

Here's the new vid from Kanye off 808's and Heartbreak.

Grammy Wins and Freedom Losses

What a Grammy weekend it was… first and foremost you know I have to get on Chris Brown (pause) for what went down. Long story short, be came outta kayfabe (god I’m a mark) and put the horns to Rihanna so to speak. And he did so after he found out she was Typhoid Maryin’ dude on the herpes tip. That she got from a rapper. Who’s on the “Swagger Like Us” posse cut. And is married. We know who that leaves, and are you surprised? Like, we heard they had been getting’ down for awhile now, and who here thinks you could ever have anything relative to an interested conversation with Beyonce? (Come on, I’m either really, really wrong or she’s dead behind the eyes) So dude turned himself into authorities and they both missed their performances this at the big show. My take? Good riddance. That double your pleasure shit is the worst song ever because a) it sucks and b) they had the nerve to expose themselves and put it in that double mint commercial (though maybe they should get credit for honesty?)
So anyway, on to the awards… like all the big awards shows, people I’ve never heard of won alotta shit. Actually in this case, the only act I wasn’t familiar with was Plant & Krauss, and hell, they won like everything. Coldplay got there’s as well, and with all the black co-signs they get, I suppose all is well in that department. I was hella glad Adele got her just due. She’s a real talent, and its great that even though she doesn’t have that traditional beauty (see: sex appeal) she can flat out blow and her music has feeling.
So now its time to rant… what the fuck was with that Stevie Wonder/ Jonas Brother Ccusterfuck!?!? They were like “show me what you got Stevie!” when it was his turn to sing. WTF? Who the hell are they to ask Stevie to sing? He shoulda been like “nigga, I got tens of millions sold and hundreds in pocket… show me what your flavor of the month ass got!” But you know how long they’ll be on top… just look at Hanson. Also, my dude Kanye just couldn’t resist… but they shoulda known not to let that nigga present an award he never won. My take? They knew what they were gonna get and it’s what they wanted. And Katy Perry… oh Katy Perry. Bless her heart. Since I love when I’m applauded, I’ll thank Illseed for recognizing my comedic genius when I called her about as talented as “Madonna without the 80’s as an excuse.” She can’t sing, dance, and I bet she didn’t even write that song… not that most do, but she has no discernable talent to speak of. And she’s probably not even eating the monk, so where’s the payoff?
Wayne snagged his 4 awards, and I was happy for him. Hard work should pay off, and his banner year continued. In my opinion, everyone’s individual performances outdid the “Swagger Like Us” posse performance, most notably Tip’s and Wayne’s. When T.I. said “character will take you places money cant, I felt like I had won something. What? I’ll never know I guess. I wonder what category 808’s and Heartbreak will fall into next year. R&B or Alternative? Speaking of R&B, let me speak on ol’ gay ass Ne-Yo. The fact that he managed to look extra gay on a stage with three R&B singers (granted Smokey’s a legend with the hoes, Jamie is, um, pretty manly and the last surviving Four Tops member is so old it wasn’t called “gay” back then) shows just how damn soft Dougie the Whale is (You know you remember that episode of Fresh Prince.) And how the hell was that Year of the Gentleman shit nominated for album of the year?
All in all, it was a good show, and I’m hoping, just hoping, a rapper does well enough to get Best New Artist next year (I send my draft classes to Madden if that makes sense.)
And props to M.I.A for showin’ naked (and pregnant) ass durin’ the show. “Even though too many white folks who don’t get the song jam it, it was definitely worthy for Song of the Year.
AND props to J.Hud for winning R&B album of the year and that great performance in the wake of all her struggles. Keep you head up kid!

Grammy Weekend (Before the Grammys)

What a weekend it was. Your boy got his drink on, his um, groove on and his televised top 40 on. To start, my old roomate from Houston came into town and took me to restaurant after restaurant (I feel like a 3rd world kid sometimes, three squares just doesn’t fit my schedule) and we did the 6th street thing. I was pissed that I just opened a new bank account (Bank of America can eat a sack of baby dicks) and forgot to bring cash to the mall. They were sellin’ 501’s for 35 bones at Macy’s! For a guy who went through the $200 jeans phase, I knew I was losing. Hit the town that night with the old roomie and the newly returning one, who was, again, in a world of his own. I could spend a day talkin’ about how off the hook this guy is, but ill keep it short. I had to plead with him not to take his Ipod into the club. Yeah, what I just said. And he was doin’ the new Texas two-step aka “the stanky legg” so low to the ground (pause) half the club stopped to look at him. We finished the night at this club that’s a New Orleans restaurant during the day (no free publicity here.) It’s the place in Austin you’ll find the most young black people, and in turn the random Hispanic/white girls who are plotting on their loins (word to Kid Cudi.) And I’m saying this because I care: Texas State girls are easy. I saw one of my good friends from back home, and dude is engaged (with no kid) and his little sister’s pretty, um grown up. Nice cap to a great weekend. Oh yeah, and I watched the Grammy’s, get to that in a sec…

Supra Suprano High

What wrong hath Chris Brown wrought? Lil' homey gets credit for bringin' Supras to the forefront, and these are certainly an example of when brakin' the mold goes hella right. Bout a bill 25 outta your pocket.

Bugsy and Yung Berg... Where did it all go wrong?

One of the, oh, 7 good rappers out of San Antonio Bugsy speaks on the silliness taht is Yung Berg. And to all of you who arent from Texas, the haircut on the right is a Southside Fade. And is that a Big Tuck sample in the background?



"Your chain is on tour!" GREATNESS.

Cam'ron - I Hate My Job

Namesake is back with, a conscious record? Whatever it is, it's a good look. Glad to have him back, specially after the kiddie pool incident...

Back like I never left.. and I brought beef! Wait...

So remember, oh… like a year ago when Fat Joe released that album Elephant in the Room? Neither do I, save for the fact that his single was catchy (“I Won’t Tell” with J. Holiday) and your favorite rapper 50 Cent came up with the Brilliant Elephant in the Sand, complete with front and back covers (for an online mixtape) and the goal of registering more downloads than Fat Joe could sales. So after the 1st week numbers came out and Joe didn’t fare so well, 50 took to his um, social networking site (why) and touted himself as the victor. But he preceded this by congratulating, in his words, “the boss… Ricky Ross” on the sales of his Trilla album (which is a damn good listen I might add.) Fast forward a good year, and behold, some niggas beefin’.

I still don’t understand 50’s problem with Ross, but I mean, does dude really need an excuse at this point? He got in the game blasting Ja Rule for um, channeling his inner (radio) Pac, which was completely understandable from a fan’s perspective. Perhaps it’s the same thing with Ross. Now that everyone knows he was a correctional officer (my pops recently became a c.o., but he never claimed to sell dope) it was only a matter of time before somebody pulled his card right? But I don’t think any of us thought it would be 50. So, 50 released what my dude Broken Cool called “a pretty damn good diss track” to which Ross responded “I’ll give you 48 hours to come up with a better one.” That was a big mistake. One thing 50 doesn’t do well with is to not be congratulated for his work (are he and Kanye really all that different?) so 50 in turn pulled his other card, you know, the bitches card, and coerced (see: paid) his baby’s mother to appear on camera and set the record straight on ol’ Ricky. She not only confirmed his former employer, but explained that during a child support hearing, he had her vehicle repossessed! Not if they were trying to say he took it or he had been paying for it and couldn’t anymore, I can’t say. But she went on to explain that he owns virtually nothing, and leases it all (does that matter?) and 50 provides enough facial expressions to seal the deal. And speaking of sealing deals,

50 lets us know he’s going to help her put out a book detailing her experience with “Officer Ricky” (fun.) They then proceed to paint the town ghetto buy purchasing mink coats (doesn’t she live in Florida?) and Gucci shoes while an unknown woman tags along and does the same. And 50 beat them cakes. Not on video, but come on… she’s in good shape and those lips are made for, well, snitchin’ and the other thing some of these lesser individuals do to get ahead (want some cheeseburgers?) So here we are a day removed from the incident, and what's Rick’s response? For her to go ahead and milk 50 for what he’s worth, cuz since she aint suckin’ him no more why would he pay her (other than to feed his seed of course.) 50 has now promised to bring Ross’ former labelmates Jackie-O (Poe Lil’ Rich Milk Carton Girl) and Trick Daddy, who is probably very offended at Ross’ behavior cuz as we all know, Trick loves the kids. Is there any end in sight to this beef? Prolly not till both albums hit stores, but you know how that goes… and if you don’t it’s because you haven’t realized that this whole thing is manufactured. Apparently, to cut their losses, Def Jam has issued a gag order on Rick Ross to avoid him getting into a “beef” as it were.

So who’s going to win? Well us, of course. We get to see 50 do what he does best: clown people and have fun doing it. And Ross? Well, the funny thing about him is that I don’t thin we ever believed what he was selling. The great thing about him what that we as fans love drug stories and good production, and he has both. I think his sales will snag a bit from the three people who thought he was really a drug kingpin. He never did shitty thug love songs like Ja Rule (only shitty thug sex songs like Port of Miami’s “Hit You from the Back”, yuck) and even went so far as to say “It’s a movie baby!” on DJ Khaled’s “I’m So Hood” Remix, or original, or whichever one had 13 niggas on it (both you say?) So um, here’s to everybody being friends… after a dozen or so more non-violent shots are thrown.

80s Reboot: Stop Shoving The Cube In My Chest!

With the upcoming summer blockbuster GI Joe we have another 80s cartoon hittting the silver screen. 80s kids are now all grown up and have the disposable income to support this non sense. Once Hollywood discovered the taste of the audience they have proceeded to shove trash after trash down their throats or cubes into their chest. Now all their valued childhood movies are leaving the pages of comics and T.V. shows and onto the big screen. Whoopty effin do! 

Now mind you some of these movies are good. But how hard is it to do a Michael Bay style movie? They have basially broken it down into a science. Entice viewers in with "emphathetic" and "charming" main characters that are living into oblivion until their moment of truth. Surround them with a cast of 'fun', 'dynamic' and stereotypical characters. Mix a universal 'love to be hated' villian with some witty one liners and throw in as much testocerone as possible. Explosions, guns, cars, car chases, and sex objects. The end result is HOPEFULLY your average summer blockbuster that is memorable but not TOO memorable. Meaning it hopes you will tell all your friends to watch and hopefully you come back and watch multiple times. And not too memorable in that you will realize that its the same movie you been watchin since Bad Boys(thank you Mr. Bay) The only thing better is watching Olivia Munn diving into some pie right?

GI Joe has a chance of being entertaining. But my early childhood is being neutered, butchered and raped with R. Kelly pissin on it!, I will not support GI Joe. With gaming surpassing movies Hollywood better find some new tricks if they wanna continue to be a dominant force in the entertainment industry. And if i see a damned reboot of Captain Planet somebody gotta burn! Who wants to see a teal skinned, green haired pedofile environmentalist driving around in a Prius in his underwear? Please Hollywood stop shoving the cube into my chest and give me a movie that captivates my imagination. Thats what attracted us to these cartoons/comics in the first place.

"Raw-U" - Lil' Duval

Simp Anthems > Trick Anthems all day every day.

50 vs... well, you know the drill...

Curtis is back at it, with a thinly veiled Lil' Wayne diss then a tirade on the best ringtone rapper to put out two solid albums, Ricky Ross... SMH

Super Sonic Chucky Cheese (Charles Hamilton Diss) - Rhymefest

Echoing his interview with Saigon and released in the wake of Hamilton's failed battle challenge, 'Fest goes in on the New Jack.

Lil' Wayne - Prom Queen

We'll certainly discuss this one in a bit...

Crucial Conflict - Hay (In the Middle of the Barn)

The first video I ever loved.



Guilty pleasure? Perhaps... I had never smoked, and had no plans on it, but this song was like a live action Avengers, or Justice League in the sense that a group of guys who individually may or may not have constructed a good song teamed up to craft quite the hit. To this day, I know little to nothing about Crucial Conflict same for the fact that them niggas are Kunntry (word to Adam Hansen) and they love smokin' as it turns out, hay. Throw in an actual barn and a black cowboy (or is that cattleman historians?) and you have a hip-hop classic. Whats the first video that left you guys wanting more?

Can't stop, Won't stop.

You saw this coming...

Now, before I start, let me preface my words by saying maybe they went a bit too far. With that said, I must be fulla shit. Everything Young Jeezy and Hov said was a) artistic expression and b) no worse that all of the slurs, jokes and text messages I’ve heard and received while my dude was on the campaign trail. Since when was it a crime to verbally let out your frustrations? Nobody threatened Bush or tried to persuade anyone to cause him harm, just said that they were ready for a change. Then here comes old bitch-ass Bill O’Reilly runnin’ his mouth about equality and togetherness… this is the same guy who tried to throw Dame Dash under the bus for articulating the point that music isn’t to blame for people wylin’ out of their own free will… you know, that people are responsible for their actions? Nobody told George Bush to fuck off the economy, so now it’s wrong to point the finger at him? Sounds like some old bullshit to me. After that, he brings in Dennis Miller (whom I enjoy) to get a feel on whether Jigga and Jeezy’s words carry weight? Really, Dennis Miller? Who does he speak for? This is the guy who was too “funny” for Monday Night Football. Word? Here we see another one of O’Reilly’s failed attempts to lump give and in turn take away credibility to black entertainers i.e. rappers. Why can’t people like him accept that all artists, black or otherwise, are a bit eccentric and emotional so their opinions will always be a bit extreme? Oh yeah, I suppose that doesn’t really put butts in the seats… SMH…

Young Jeezy - My President is Black

It's almost that time folks...

You couldn’t make this up…

LONDON (AP) -- Singer Boy George was sentenced to 15 months in jail on Friday after being convicted of falsely imprisoning a male escort by handcuffing him to a wall in a London apartment.

And the hits keep coming. All you 80’s babies know a thing or two about the androgynous movement and the music that came as a result. Whether you were a fan or not, you’ve surely heard a joke or two at the expense of Culture Club's front man boy George aka heroin is my heroine. So apparently George, cracked out of his mind and well, in the mood (Pause) decided an escort for the night was in the cards. First and foremost, I’m no gay escort or anything, but it’s safe to assume that if you get called to um, escort at fuckin’ boy George’s crib, you are prolly in for some otherworldly shit. And both these niggas were apparently high as kites before um, they got down to business (Pause). And come to find out, he handcuffed and beat dude AFTER they had a nude photo session. My nigga, you ran up in the crib with Boy George, got naked for him then tried to run out when the shit got freaky? You were like, a topless pose too late for that. So anyway, BG (waaaaaaaa, check me out nigga!... had to do it) got 15 months in the pen for well, being Boy George with a dude who wasn’t into that shit… much. Lesson learned: next time pull an Eddie Murphy and get caught before you do some freaky shit… people will look at you funny, but not before they try to anally rape you.

Black Jesus!

Aaron McGruder's back at it!

Bavu Blakes - Black Gold

Performing at Beats N Treats 2K8

Get 'Em!

Dame Dash vs. Mike Epps: Studio Battle

Failure to Launch...

As an aspiring hip-hop artists, I take pride in my work, so naturally I'm flattered when my work is appreciated, especially by someone looking to help my career... But I'm not flattered when it's a part of something as bad as this... Look what popped up in your boy's myspace (myspace.com/chawktre8hustlaz) inbox...



----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Mike
Date: Jan 6, 2009 12:38 PM


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... a record label fighting drunk driving... sounds good but you know a smart brotha like me does his research...

http://cdbaby.org/stories/07/07/26/3535977.html

what did i gather from all this? there are people out there low enough to not only steal from artists but to play off of the emotions of decent people... so I think I'll be telling dude thanks... but no thanks... I'm gone.

Big Game Boob. Yeah, I said it.

So it’s another year, another disputed national champ, and another BCS Bowl appearance that ended in failure for Bob Stoops. Go figure. The guy with an almost 83% winning percentage, year in and year out the best recruiting classes, and the offensive prowess of a damn assassin has yet again finished a season with a loss. On the other sideline, counterpart Urban Meyer has won two of the last three BCS national championships and produced a Heisman winner in Tim Tebow aka your Pastor’s favorite footballer.

To say Bob Stoops has been beaten in his last four BCS Bowl appearances would be too easy. Hey, someone’s gotta lose right? The problem here is that Bob Stoops has been flat out OUTCOACHED in his last four big games. In the ’05 national championship game, his Sooners were led by “I’ll never make it in the league” Jason White and then freshman man-child Adrian Peterson. If not for Ashlee Simpsons horrid halftime performance, this beat down would have stole every headline for the next year. The Sooners were not only destroyed but appeared to have no clue what the other team was doing for the whole game. They couldn’t block, run, pass or tackle. But all the would-be reporters and Sports writers said that was one of the greatest teams of all time… Till OU’s Big 12 south rival Texas closed the book on them the next year.

Their next appearance was the ’07 Fiesta Bowl against then unknown Boise State, a team whose claim to fame was their infamous Blue Turf. Adrian Peterson was still in the mix, as was a ferocious defense and a dominating o-line. As innovative as that Boise State Offense was, they shouldn’t have been able to hang with that much talent. Again, preparation seemed to hurt the Sooners as they were disposed of in overtime. The Sooners returned to the Fiesta Bowl last year and faced West Virginia, the option run team that was a single quarter away from the national championship game. Led by the dual threat of Pat White and Steve Slaton, they were the most exciting spread option team in the nation, and proceeded to roll the Sooners in what was considered to b the upset of the year.

So before we look at this year’s game, let’s run down the last three:
2005 Orange Bowl: Oklahoma 19 USC 55
2007 Fiesta Bowl: Boise State 43 Oklahoma 42
2008 Fiesta Bowl West Virginia 48 Oklahoma 28

So this year’s game was gonna be different right? Heisman Trophy Winner? Check. High Powered Offense? Check. Ball hawking defense? Check. The only problem is, like every other year, the team that shows up in January isn’t the same one that showed up all season. Not to knock any of those teams, especially Florida (CONGRATS!!!) but with the exception of Boise, maybe, they are not playing the same teams they same on tape. Remember the hurry up offense OU ran all year? Disappeared. Remember that balanced running attack that they developed after the Texas game? Went away from it in the second half. Granted, the defense did force a few turnovers, but bonehead mistakes from guys who didn’t make them all year stopped a few drives. How is that nota coach’s fault? HOW? If your kids don’t show up to play year in and year out, eventually it’s on you. Stoops have evolved into the collegiate level Marty Schottenheimer. You can coach, yeah, but when the lights go on, well, you don’t.

Simply put, yeah, dude can coach… for a solid 13 games a season.

My city screams ... for their money back.

For a guy who at least tolerated every movie he's ever been to (except The Village, but come on) I was more uspet that I didn't like the movie than at the fact that it was bad. I've been collecting comics since I was nine, and after seeing Sin City and 300, I was certain this would be another hit adaptation. Boy was I wrong. The plot is simple enough: Deceased cop Denny Colt (Gabriel Macht) is mysteriously brought back to life as the Spirit, Central City's all too public masked avenger. He exists as the stuff of every woman's fantasy, particularly that of the police commissioner's daughter and resident doctor Ellen Dolan (Sarah Paulson). Her lover in life, he now exists almost as a shadow to her in the sense that she can never get a hold of him for herself (I mean he's a hero right, so the chickens stay steady clucking) Samuel L. Jackson plays the ultra-flamboyant Octopus, who spends the film toying with the Spirit and revealing the secret as to why he can take so much punishment (i.e. being hit repeatedly with a toilet). We also explore the troubled relationship between The Spirit and Sand Saref, played by Eva Mendez.

The problem with this movie is that it looks great. This movie in many ways outdoes 300 and Sin City, combining the former's brilliant colring wit hthe latters grit. For all of this glitz and glamour, the movie is bogged down by over the top dialogue and misunderstood motivations (double crosses when double crosses don't benefit anyone). If I wasn't out getting my Huey surname on (trust me) this would hav been a complete waste of time... except for that Paz Vega... I mean, it's not like i had'nt seen Eva Mendez's um.. goods before... but yeah... Paz brief time as Plaster of Paris make for at least some good youtube material... Scarlett Jonahsson was good as well, being the character who actually seemed to have some reason behind her actions (school loans anyone?) but other than that and the Wolverine preview this was a waste of good scenery.

Score: 4/10

1st and foremost...

Welcome to South Kongress! The names C-Hawk, and my aim is to relate the news to the masses... however the hell I feel like it. With that out of the way, I'll be talking about it all, from music to sports, television to movies, and politics (when my dude B-Ray guest blogs) I'll also keep you guys informed on when I have a show coming up or a new song out there on the 'nets... I'm real sure the very first thing I'll talk about is tonight's BCS national championship game, but I may wait till after the smoke has lceared to vent about how my Longhorns (hook 'em) got left out of this year's finale...

So here's to the future...

- Hawk