Oh yeah montreal sh*t right here. I'm about to get on a track with these guys which means I got to hear some of the songs they got in the bag and gosh darn that sh*t is hot. The one up there is the perfect place to start.
I have no idea where I came across this right here but this sh*t is a heat rock as your mother allegedly used to say. All I know is that he's from arkansas and he's got a f**king hilarious moniker. These guys have to be on tour in this video, that's pretty much what our first canadian tour looked like. Except we had a bunch of south americans with us and everybody looked dead from consumption and sleep deprivation.
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.
Oh sh*t remember forever? Turns out she dropped a project the moment we turned our backs. If you need a suggestion of where to start... "michael" is my jam. This is when expanding the definition of "jam" to include slow, moody, and atmospheric jawns. Luckily my definition of jam already includes that though.
I don't know what it is but this stuff reminds me of the parties one of our homegirl's would bring us to out in the mile-end area of montreal. This was back during the heyday of the "hipster". Just picture a dark loft full of funny dancing white people while the dj is playing strictly 12 minute songs made with second hand drum machines. I'm not sure how much fun I ever had in them to be honest with you. I mean you could always find the drugs, there was that. The atmosphere always made it feel like a waste of a high though. We usually ended up flying right the f**k up out of there.
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.
This is how you write a hook right here. I chose the remix because I like when it gets a little west coast at the end. I like everything with just a little bit of west coast at the end. Hahahahaha, whatever that means. He's got a line about n.e.r.d in there somewhere. I just thought you should know, in case you share similar interests, that first album is a monster after all. Oh sh*t I almost forgot but the original is dope too! the beat has a real, shall I say, japanese vibe to it.
Everyone's favorite bon vivant idiot savant is going to go ahead and direct/star in the zola story. You might remember the "zola's story", it swept through twitter like a motherf**king brush fire sometime in the recent past? If you allow me to summarize for time, the one lady meets this other lady and they go down to florida with two fellas and everyone has a great time. Great time meaning tricks are turned, guns are shot, and boyfriend's are cuckolded. Who else but franco could make a film about the most popular thing we all forgot about? I was just trying to figure out if he's going to play the african dude or the stripper chick. Franco's got the world by the f**king balls man, I'll tell you that. He's the kind of guy that won't understand any of your jokes but he'll laugh at them while secretly thinking they make no sense. At one point the world thought this fella was a serious actor. Hahahahaha. He definitely still thinks he's a serious actor. That's why I like him though, that despite-all-evidence-blind-confidence. I always had to work on something until I felt I was capable enough in it before I could find that glow, this dude pops out of his hyperbaric oxygen chamber just stunting.
I've never really been into food "shows" but bronson is a reliably engaging personality and my lady likes these things. I realized I'm a victim of the times though when I saw bronson's name just now and thought "damn this dude fell off"... you know what I mean? just because I hadn't seen his face in around three months he's fallen off, like you've cooled off bro, get your f**king equipment and get out of here. Hahahaha. I haven't watched this one yet but I can tell you from the thumbnail bronson goes to the philippines* and eats a sandwich with mangoes and pork.
* I just saw the title of the video. The location is jamaica. The meal might still be a sandwich with mangoes and pork though. No telling.
This guy. With his first television appearance. I've noticed colbert is really trying to be the hippest with the musical guest choices. It's working though. The real performance starts at a minute fifteen but you should check out the first song to decide whether it includes an interpolation of the "spottieottiedopaliscious" horns. That second song is the sh*t. He even flosses a bit and gets on the drums. Musical motherf**kers love showing you they're musical motherf**kers.