Attention: Young Phonics
faux_rillz
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Said Seargant-turned-father once scolded Dupri for bringing me into his home, claiming that my parents would never allow his Black ass in mine... this was patently false as Dupri often slept on the couch, raided my mom's fridge, and - while I have no proof, I'm pretty damn sure - made off with several bottles of bootleg Coolwater from my bathroom.
Anyways, Dupri hung around the rapp crew, yet his sole recorded work was 3 minutes of serious, velvet-smooth background vocals - you know: a "whooo!" here, an "aaah yeah" there, a veritable Soul Brother #1 of the East Bay Backpack Rap Scene - on an old demo tape of mines.
Dupri's main claim to fame was these airbrushed panels depicting outerspace landscapes and floating shapes. Nothing better than what you might find at a run-down mall in a slummy exurb, but to us... this was creativity (maaaaan). Spheres (pronounced "spears"), circles - no, ciphers - and pyramids were predictable favorites. "Yo, it's like... it's like the earth, see [fingers curled underneith, presenting this shit like a stoned Vanna White who traded in her vowels for a paint kit] and yo... THE PYRAMIDS." Faded out of our gourds, this was pretty damn ill. "yooo..... FRESH."
I never found out What Happened To That Boy - he had a breakdown, but last I saw was back on the skreets (and this time, he had flows, dude) - but this album cover could totally be his own work.
This reminds me of a dude I went to high school with, whom I shall refer to as Hummus--a slight variation on his actual name--in order to protect his anonymity. Hummus was a senior when I was a freshman, but I felt like the gap in social capital that separated us was far wider then three years. He seemed like the coolest dude ever to me at the time. In my mental picture of him, he's rocking a pair of olive-green overall shorts (with one strap unfastened) over an orange sweater, a 'fit that he actually favored--see what I mean? The coolest dude ever. He was a reasonably gifted artist and he'd do these stylized pencil portraits of musicians that he liked, that were composed of hundreds of tiny curlicues. At the time it was impressive to me. Towards the end of my freshman year I remember him telling everybody about going to see Lenny Kravitz. And--guess what?--he got to meet Lenny! And--guess what!?--Lenny invited him to come party after the show! Aaaaaand--guess what!?--Lenny was really feeling the portrait that Hummus did of him and is gonna use it as the inside artwork for his next album! Whoah! It seemed completely plausible to my 15 year old self that Lenny would gaze down from the stage at the Omni and identify Hummus as the coolest dude in the arena--as somebody that he had to hang with before leaving Atlanta. It was a good six months later--and Hummus had at that point moved onto the post-Shiloh High School world--that I realized Lenny Kravitz's next album wasn't really going to feature his artwork.
I'm just trying to figure out what dude's real name is. Humungous?
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the coquettish nibbling on the sunglass stem is too much.
is that what's cool to be???
Babaganoush?
Emphatically not. Who would want to be that?
you may as well come all the way out the, uh... nevermind.
Jonny's killing me with this shit, though:
Over the course of my high-school and early college years, I found myself embroiled in dozens of exchanges almost exactly like this one, with only slight variations: "It's like earth/school/the ocean/The Projects/Robin's living room, see, and yo...PYRAMIDS!/INFINTY!/EGYPT!/ATLANTIS!/OUTER SPACE!" (Honorable mention: "It's like a rat, see, and yo...HE'S BEHIND A WEED LEAF! WITH A BLUNT! AND A FORTY! AND HE'S WEARING AN EARRING!")
Eveything is everything
^^^Portrait of a tough guy^^^
Oh, come now. I think it's quite obvious his name was Tumnus.
Knowledged.
Some context: Those first several examples are actual facts manifested by high-school classmates of mine, their speakers pretty evenly divided among Girls In Black and Dudes With Flat-Tops of Varying Complexity. The latter contingent got their thunder stoled, though, when some kind of Doctor-York-esque storefront outpost opened in my small South Carolina town and began speading their word and selling merch; once it became possible to go downtown and get commercially produced prints of a dreadlocked Jesus holding an electric guitar in one hand and a scroll with seven ears in the other and a bejeweled flying saucer hovering godlike in the background, earth-plus-pyramids-yo really couldn't hang. That last example was courtesy of a dude hollering into my ear at an X-Clan concert in, like, 1993, tryna get me to draw him a tattoo.
Common ripped off Yung Phoc's latest mixtape cover???
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Treacherous.
AND you got him in your avatar.
Lovely.
FINDING FOREVER....JULY SNITCHES! IT'S GOING TO BE A HOT SUMMER
P.S.
Quo:
You need to get off my dick.
I saw this out yesterday and guess who came to mind?
Goes well with Sergio!
I just learned that Dupri died in a car wreck 3 years ago. Damn.