over the weekend me and stef hit up the Tower in Chico on its last day, cds were all 2 for a buck. the vinyl was 2 bucks takes it all. It wasn't worth taking though. I didn't buy anything but some random local chico rap cd. she got a whole stack of shit with people singing.
Last thursday i hit up the sf tower on colombus and found some cute texas rap. They had a lot more better stuff than the market one.
Alright I've had some time to listen to some more titles from the Tower dollar Bonanza:
--Tennis superstars? Why not! Concept, concept, concept. This disc parties and travels as well as most of the hundred other late-era Mac Dre releases. Image and concept are cartoonish to draw you in, but the rapps are solid if not unique. Concise at 12 tracks so it's all slap. Bizarre almost New Wave Rapp outing with E-40 on "Dredio", real uptempo almost like some of the fast homothug sounding songs Organized Noize would come up with.
--Love the title : POINT SEEN, MONEY GONE[/b]. This is one hott-azz CD. Now I wish that I had picked up the other Mossie titles I saw for a dollar. This one is on Sick-Wid-It from 2001. Your basic synth-fart-funk tracks for your trunk, with tough rappers and E-40 is on like 4 or 5 songs since this is his crew/label deal. Could E-40 possibly be the rapper with the most guest spots ever? This is a hott CD. One of the main Mossie guys sounds like a Bay Bun-B. Last track, "Shake It" is a 100% party rocker. I would totally drop "Shake It" as the dark horse unknown track at a club gig...who knew? Oh yeah, earlier in this thread some dude was joking around like "Merry Christmas Mom! Here's the entire Mossie catalog!" And I was thinking about that schitt down home over Christmas cracking up to myself, can't explain to anybody what I'm laffing at, that is the Soulstrutt effect.
--This one... it's kind of lite somehow. I rolled through the first several tracks thinking, it ain't bad, but it's almost a tribute to the style of the one Shock G. And then sure enough, there's a re-make of "Freaks Of The Industry" featuring a guest spot by the very one Money B. The re-maks is called "Freaks Sippin' Hennessy" I kind of doubt I will ever listen to that again! This guy is from Seattle. Apparently he has been producing slaps for years now, but I just think this particular release is a little light in the loafers. Perhaps this CD was hott on the streets of Seattle, I don't know how you people do things over there, so I will leave it to you.
--this one was a total last-minute buy-or-die Bonanza dollar boner purchase. No picture on the cover, hazy artwork, mad suspect. I read the first few titles: "Rider Musik" "Futuristik" "Fuck Em All", and for about 3 seconds I had convinced myself that this mysterious C-DUBB was in a new genre that I will call : Gansta Techno[/b]. I popped the CD back in right as I was getting on the Skyway back to Chicago, around Gary Indiana. Music comes on and the first think I think is: You Sound White. I could barely listen to this. Warning : no picture on the rapp cover, the dude is probably white. He does display some verbal dexterity, there is technique present. But I don't know, something about the flow and attack and Frito-Lay beats, it's all sort of like showing up at church without a shirt on : it just don't feel right. This guy crams in too many words and syllables, and tries too hard like a born-again ex-con who just graduated from Community College. Sorry dude.
Oh, and I forgot to mention that, while Harvey Canal is presently not at work on such a book, he will ultimately, upon publication of such a book, spill more words than the book itself contains in the process of debating its realness and connectivity.
This book is mildly interesting and entertaining as the failed experience of one British geezer waay the hell out of place trying to break into the bounce rap industry. It's much more of a personal narrative than an insight into New Orleans rap or New Orleans rap history.
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Rap CDs = $1 and less
Everything else = 80% off
Last thursday i hit up the sf tower on colombus and found some cute texas rap. They had a lot more better stuff than the market one.
Sann Quinn and Shock G still available on Clark Street.
At a dollar a CD, that's about 7 cents per rapp!
Alright I've had some time to listen to some more titles from
the Tower dollar Bonanza:
--Tennis superstars? Why not! Concept, concept, concept. This disc parties
and travels as well as most of the hundred other late-era Mac Dre releases.
Image and concept are cartoonish to draw you in, but the rapps are solid if
not unique. Concise at 12 tracks so it's all slap. Bizarre almost New Wave Rapp outing with E-40 on
"Dredio", real uptempo almost like some of the fast homothug sounding songs Organized Noize would come up with.
--Love the title : POINT SEEN, MONEY GONE[/b]. This is one hott-azz CD.
Now I wish that I had picked up the other Mossie titles I saw for a dollar.
This one is on Sick-Wid-It from 2001. Your basic synth-fart-funk tracks
for your trunk, with tough rappers and E-40 is on like 4 or 5 songs since
this is his crew/label deal. Could E-40 possibly be the rapper with the
most guest spots ever? This is a hott CD. One of the main Mossie guys
sounds like a Bay Bun-B. Last track, "Shake It" is a 100% party rocker.
I would totally drop "Shake It" as the dark horse unknown track at a
club gig...who knew? Oh yeah, earlier in this thread some dude was joking
around like "Merry Christmas Mom! Here's the entire Mossie catalog!"
And I was thinking about that schitt down home over Christmas cracking up
to myself, can't explain to anybody what I'm laffing at, that is the
Soulstrutt effect.
--This one...
the first several tracks thinking, it ain't bad, but it's almost a tribute
to the style of the one Shock G. And then sure enough, there's a re-make
of "Freaks Of The Industry" featuring a guest spot by the very one Money B.
The re-maks is called "Freaks Sippin' Hennessy"
I kind of doubt I will ever listen to that again! This guy is from Seattle.
Apparently he has been producing slaps for years now, but I just think this
particular release is a little light in the loafers.
Perhaps this CD was hott on the streets of Seattle, I don't know how
you people do things over there, so I will leave it to you.
--this one was a total last-minute buy-or-die Bonanza dollar boner purchase.
No picture on the cover, hazy artwork, mad suspect. I read the first few titles:
"Rider Musik" "Futuristik" "Fuck Em All", and for about 3 seconds I had convinced myself that
this mysterious C-DUBB was in a new genre that I will
call : Gansta Techno[/b]. I popped the CD back in right as I was getting
on the Skyway back to Chicago, around Gary Indiana. Music comes on and the
first think I think is: You Sound White. I could barely listen to this.
Warning : no picture on the rapp cover, the dude is probably white. He does
display some verbal dexterity, there is technique present. But I don't know,
something about the flow and attack and Frito-Lay beats, it's all sort of like
showing up at church without a shirt on : it just don't feel right.
This guy crams in too many words and syllables, and tries too hard like
a born-again ex-con who just graduated from Community College. Sorry dude.
This book is mildly interesting and entertaining as the failed experience of one British geezer waay the hell out of place trying to break into the bounce rap industry. It's much more of a personal narrative than an insight into New Orleans rap or New Orleans rap history.