OK, uh, well, look. Here’s what’s up. Swag Toof are a rap group that I am friendly with. Their members are named Ouija and Choirboy. They live in New York, they are really cool guys, and I happen to enjoy their music a lot. Ouija and I DM about random bullshit on Twitter a lot, and recently he sent me their new EP, which they’re calling Rainbrella. I really liked it, so I asked him if I could premiere it on my cool blog. Ouija said yes, and now that is what is happening right now.
Ouija noted via DM, “You can search for this bitch by emoji it’s fucking lit Drew!” And while I don’t understand emoji or general technology stuff enough to verify this, I did read a thing about how you can now search Pornhub by emoji, so I don’t doubt that if you searched for Rainbrella on Soundcloud by the purple umbrella emoji you’d probably find it.
ANYHOO, so Rainbrella is basically what you’d get if Smashing Pumpkins had listened to a bunch of Three 6 Mafia and also had access to AutoTune. It’s fucking dope and extremely strange, and if you don’t like it then you clearly have not done enough drugs in your life. Ouija told me they created the lyrics for this EP collage-style, layering stream-of-consciousness lyrics on top of each other until they had something extremely dense and expressionistic that makes me feel like I’m stoned even when I’m not stoned, it’s cool I promise. Xany, nobloodnotears, and That’s Creep produced, and Swag Toof recorded and mixed this in 24 hours.
Download it on Bandcamp here (they said just enter $0.00 as the price), download it via Mediafire here, and if you wanna buy some shit from them do that here.
One of the many exceedingly cool things about Cam’ron is his willingness to jump onregional tracks and not Drake ’em all out. A few months ago he lent New Orleans’ Calliope Var (who’s currently serving a five-year prison sentence for racketeering) a verse for his exceedingly hot track “You Ain’t the Only One.” Prob my favorite recent Cam track besides “Go Outside,” an exercise in high Killa Comedy worth of Cam’s hero Larry David.
OH ALSO KILLA SEASON THE ALBUM TURNED TEN TODAY!!! Listen to Killa Season the album then immediately watch Killa Season the movie then listen to Killa Season again. That movie went Platinum.
Anyhoo, this track is off Calliope’s new tape Convicted, which you can grab here.
Last night I went to the Modern Funk Fest put on by the good people at MoFunk Records. The Egyptian Lover was the headliner and he was great obviously, but before he went on a bazillion MoFunk artists took the stage and ripped shit apart to the point where I’m still trying to put everything back together again. XL Middleton, Moniquea, and Diamond Ortiz took turns fronting the songs (XL can play the fuck out of the keytar and Diamond is like the funkiest white dude ever to look like Mac Miller, btw) but by far my favorite moment of the night was when they called Reality Jonez from XL’s other label Crown City Entertainment to the stage to perform “Just Say Yes,” the song that I am now embedding below. Jonez looked kinda nervous right before he started performing, then all of a sudden he BERST out into what is now my new favorite song. The best thing about Reality Jonez, besides the fact that he specified you spell his name “always with the Z,” were his Stevie-esque dance moves, which in time caused his extremely dope and chill gold chain to ease out of his shirt. It was the best, he was the best, Modern Funk Fest was the best, bye.
One of the odder, more maddening elements of Prince’s life was how much disdain dude for people using the internet to listen to his music. He never uploaded his music to YouTube, and whenever anyone else tried to upload one of his music videos or even some live footage his lawyers hit them with a takedown notice. But now that he’s gone, his fans have started to upload footage from his live shows to YouTube, which is great because HOLY FUCKING SHIT PRINCE WAS THE SHIT BACK IN THE DAY. Like, not to discount his 2000s-era show centered around guitar pyrotechnics, but his shows in the 80s were some other other other other other other other other other other shit.
The best part of the above show, from 1987 at Paisley Park, happens a little over an hour in, when he starts playing “Housequake,” and OUT COMES MOTHERFUCKING MILES DAVIS IN A PURPLE SUIT AND HE AND PRINCE START JAMMING. Watching them go back and forth, Prince dancing and shooting off his shimmery energy in every single direction while Miles stoically paces the stage, is electric. There will never be a cooler moment than when Miles pauses his trumpet solo to give Prince a thumbs up, except for maybe a couple minutes afterwards, when Prince kisses Miles on the head.
Prince’s stage banter is also fucking amazing, too. Once he starts having his band jam towards the end of the set he starts yelling shit like “Y’all ain’t gone go home til you get your asses kicked, I can see that right now! Is that a fact? You want your asses kicked? LET’S KICK SOME ASS!!!!” and “I GOT OIL ON MY HANDSSSSS, BUT I’M A FUNKY MAN!!!!!” and “YOU BIG SEVEN EYED GROVER FROM SESAME STREET LOOKIN…”
Anyways, this show is the best and even though somebody already uploaded it to YouTube I decided to upload the audio of it so you can listen to it in your car without having to use YouTube on your phone because that shit’s a nightmare. (Download here.)
Couple housekeeping notes about the upload: I originally found this show on a tape trader site that the big homie Jeff Weiss linked out to, but you had to download the files one by one and they weren’t labeled properly, so I figured I’d slap a little metadata on ’em and zip the whole thing up to make things a little easier for everybody. The Miles Davis part is all on the last track, but if you just skip to the Miles Davis part then you have clearly missed the point of listening to Prince live.