from Pop vs Jock @ PopMontreal 2012

I have this friend that plays in a pickup basketball league with Win Butler from Arcade Fire. This isn't some country club sh*t either, this is some everyone give your five bucks to Marc-Andre who rented the gym type of deal. My friend isn't a music fan, so while was he telling me about all this, he couldn't remember Win's name. He just kept referring to him as "this musician that goes hard in the post"

This clip is from Win Butler's semi-annual Pop vs. Jock basketball game at the 2012 Pop Montreal Festival. The POP team usually consists of Win alongside his musician friends (Nikolai Fraiture from The Strokes, Justin Vernon from Bon Iver) and ex-ballers like Luke Bonner, Brian Scalabrine, and Matt Bonner, while the opposition are usually players from Montreal's University basketball teams. Here we see the POP team down 3 with 17.6 seconds left in the 4th. Fresh off a timeout, team POP runs an effective inbounding play anchored by Win. I won't spoil the finish but check the fundamentals on this guy as he cuts across the paint, leading with his long-ass arms. On a side note, I think that the political statement homie made during his 2016 celebrity game MVP acceptance speech was great. Too bad they didn't let him finish, I have a feeling he was going to say "Everybody's entitled to free healthcare. That way when I break your nose backing you down in the paint, you won't have to mortgage your mom's house hoe. F**k Kobe, and tell Amber Rose to come holler at me."

Where has all the white NBA players gone

February 14th, 2016 will go down in the record books as the first time in NBA history there will be no white players on either of the all star teams. With that in mind, I present to you this informative? news piece called "Where has all the white NBA players gone?"

The best way to screen this is with the sound off while listening to "Fear of a Black Planet". Let Chuck D scream at you while you watch Jerry West's nub of a penis retract into his scrotum as he suggests that the zone defense was brought into the league to allow white players to defend more competitively. This slightly confederate expose also makes a clear distinction between white European players and white American players. Mark Price had no comment as to whether or not they smell any different.

Official music video for "TheGreatest" by KING. Pre-order the debut album "We Are KING" and instantly download The Greatest. Album available worldwide February 5. http://www.weareking.com Bandcamp: http://bit.ly/KINGBandcamp iTunes: http://bit.ly/weareKINGalbum Follow KING: Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/weareKING Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/weareKING Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/weareKING Tumblr: http://weareking.tumblr.com The Greatest A. Strother/P. Strother/A.

All girl RnB groups were my jam in the nineties. After reading a bunch of favorable reviews for King's debut record it occurred to me that there really hasn't been an RnB girl group* that's not a bunch of cornballs post Destiny's Child. That's a long f**king time. Quest loves em, Erykah loves em, Prince loves em. I haven't gone too deep* but this video/song is dope though. I could see myself dancing to this at an afterhours party, slightly on the comedown, drifting in and out of hating and loving somebody. A+ for the Nintendo inspired visuals, reminds me of the hours I put into making Excitebike courses. Ramp after ramp after motherf**kin’ ramp.

Editor's Note: Did you hear this one? This sh*t is amazing.

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Ever wondered what a young Martin Scorcese would sound like describing a Taco Bell Sriracha Chicken Slider? After watching a full two hours of this kid's channel I can say that Patreon, host of “Running On Empty - Fooood Review”, is hands down the most entertaining food reviewer on Youtube. Armed with his signature "going in" catchphrase and a suit that's slightly too big, watching Patreon ingest and review fast food products is the funniest thing I've seen this year thus far. Seriously, whether he knows it or not, I have no idea, this kid's performances are brilliant, Andy Kauffman-esque even. He drops too many gems to mention. By my estimation there's one every thirty seconds or so. To sweeten the pot, a portion of the money he's raised from his internet fan-base, has gone towards achieving his goal of broadcasting his reviews on shortwave radio, "for the world to hear".

*Here's a special encore video of Patreon “tearing KFC a new one”. From his car. In the middle of the night.

It's no secret that we here at hella.diamonds would all list Peedi Crakk in our Top 5 DOA. This opinion is supported by his inspired performances on some of the illest mixtape and radio freestyles ever recorded. It's been a minute since he's released anything new, stating in a recent-ish interview that he needed to step away from the game for awhile to take care of his family and grow up a little. Until that sorts itself out, whenever I need some grimy percocet rap, I'm in the archives. That's how I found...

THIS.

If rap had an all-star league with starting fives comprised of the top 5 rappers from each city, Peedi, Beanie, Black Thought, Meek Mill and Freeway would probably take Philly to the conference finals. Maybe win a ring or two with Big Willie Style behind the bench. Imagine if that was the lineup for State Property 2016? Someone get Dame on the phone. Until then this is the closest it'll get.

Montreal singer/songwriter/producer (also frequent cannonhead collaborator) The Youngness, formerly NKLA, just smoke-bombed us with a new EP entitled "Black Moods". This 4 song instrumental collection showcases The Youngness's elite production range with beats that will make you do shoulder dances while deciding if today will be the day you finally launch yourself off the Jacques Cartier bridge. Montreal winters build character and more often than not that character develops a bad habit of chain-smoking cigarettes with a perma-scowl usually hidden under racks of MOOG gear. In MTL that’s what we like to call “Un bon plan d’action”. For his last official release as NKLA, The Youngness delivers a pleasantly depressing soundtrack for a cold February evening. When the sun goes down at 4pm and the only thing you can do until you go back to bed is look out the window of your filthy studio apartment and say "F**k thaaaat sh*t, I'm stayin' in and making beats".

Go see this movie. It's on netflix. I couldn't decide which poster to use, there's at least three dope ones. This sh*t is dope. It's funny, weird, affecting, creepy, all that sh*t! But you don't have to take my word for it, here's jay!...

Queen of Earth reminded me of all experiences I've had listening to someone I was dating tell me a complex, multi-layered account of a rift between their girlfriends and how I would always tune out when I realized that everyone involved was somehow at fault. My responses would usually end up sounding like this. "I get you're upset that Crystal didn't invite you to Jenny's party on Friday, but didn't you tell Crystal last week that you thought Jenny was fake?"

See what just happened? You might have missed it, but In an attempt to bring light to my partner’s perceived lack of self-awareness and hopefully offer up a little objective clarity, I've instead just f**ked around and picked sides. Along with Crystal being shady and Jenny being a tool, I've just became the guy who should probably, "go f**k Jenny and Crystal if they're so special"

"Jay, you. just. don't. under. stand." Maybe I don't. Maybe these stories are told in such microscopic detail that it's hard to see the full scope. It's always scary when you can't see sh*t. I can cite a couple of examples of note: the worms in Tremors, sharks, Glaucoma eyes, and now with Queen of Earth, a look at what lurks deep below the surface, hidden inside the baggage of a female friendship. It's terrifying.

I was in Jamaica recently and I kept seeing these anti-payola commercials on the local TV channels at the hotel. It makes you wonder when you look at the reggae charts and see that most of the joints take a long time to hit their peak and tend to stick around once they do. This song has been out for 7 months and is currently RISING on the Dancehall singles charts. Even if Donald Sangster had anything to do with it, shit's fire. Props to my man at 0:53 splitting up the takeout container. You got the right attitude kid. On another note, I once met a white guy* named Jahmiel in Alberta. He smoked hash oil and said that all of his days "started with a J and ended with a meal".

*Editor's note: Lebanese?

Two of the most important things that went into a great lead singer in the 90's: Heartbreaking lyrics and apparent disinterest in singing them. Hope Sandoval is my favorite example. Found this VH1 performance while searching for "Guitar Players With Sideburns Wearing Berets". Mazzy Star was Lana Del Rey for drug users.

Editor's note: At first I thought, it's crazy I've never seen this, then i noticed it aired on vh1 europe. I think the world was bigger back then.