If you’ve been following this blog for awhile, then you know that I’m a pretty big Macklemore fan. Because they come out with so many dope videos, I’m pretty sure I’ve posted more of his stuff than any other rappers.

F’real though, it’s been a long time since I’ve been this excited for a hip hop album to be released. I preordered the deluxe edition CD (which is a great revival of the packaging and artwork that’s an almost dying form in the digital age) and am eagerly awaiting its arrival tomorrow.

I just couldn’t resist the temptation, so I ended up listening to an online stream of the album a few days ago. Unless something miraculous happens between now and the end of December, The Heist will likely take the #1 spot in my annual Favorite Albums list.

jazzinbooks:

Happy Record Store Day Everyone!!!!! Go out and support your local Music, Vinyl, CDs, and Tapes store… this does not include Best Buy, Target, or Walmart!!! Support Support Support!!!

jazzinbooks:

Happy Record Store Day Everyone!!!!! Go out and support your local Music, Vinyl, CDs, and Tapes storeā€¦ this does not include Best Buy, Target, or Walmart!!! Support Support Support!!!

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My calendar is officially marked for the 18th installation of Beat Swap Meet on June 10th in the Chinatown/Downtown LA area. Even if you’re not a vinyl junkie, it’s still a beautiful event to attend — dope DJs are spinning an eclectic mix of music, there are live performances, b-boys & b-girls, independent clothing companies, etc.

I think a lot of times people only associate L.A. with the pretentious, uber glamorous, Hollywood celebrity scene, but there’s so much more to the city than that. With Beat Swap Meet, it’s a great way to experience the vibrant (hip hop) culture of the city and immerse yourself in the beauty of its people. I haven’t been to Beat Swap Meet in a year or two b/c the last time I went way over my budget and bought a ton of records, but I think it’s time to revisit it again. Hopefully I’ll have more discipline, but if anything, at least now I have my camera so I can get some good photos and videos.

Yo, forreal…I’ve been getting that itch to go digging for records again.  I’ve held on to my Amoeba gift certificate since January.  That’s enough self control.  The dusty fingers and aching back are well worth the effort of finding a really good record.

Yo, forreal…I’ve been getting that itch to go digging for records again. I’ve held on to my Amoeba gift certificate since January. That’s enough self control. The dusty fingers and aching back are well worth the effort of finding a really good record.

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One of life’s simplest pleasures…

One of life’s simplest pleasures…

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If a girl told me this, I’d pretty much be putty in her hands…

If a girl told me this, I’d pretty much be putty in her hands…

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My friends have been talking about Portlandia, so I finally decided to stream it on Netflix. I was not disappointed.

This goes out to…everyone. I’m sure the DJs out there will definitely get a kick out of it and, if you’re not a DJ, maybe this can enlighten you before your next interaction with a DJ.

I once had a gig where almost all of the things listed in this picture took place — and it came from the same small group of people. Everyone else was feelin’ the music, but because they didn’t like it they insisted that I wasn’t playing anything good. And that’s when #8 occurred. Not only did that person ask me what I had in my library, but she stood behind my turntables and asked to scroll through everything. I did it for a few seconds before I had to mix in the next song (which was my fault for enabling her), but then I drew the line when she asked me to play the same song I played 15 minutes earlier. Nah, son…that’s where I had to draw the line. lol.

And for the record, I’m not referring to any of my friends, so no need for any guilty conscience! haha. This was just a lady who felt that because I was getting paid (and not even by her) that she was entitled to boss me around. I’m not one of those guys who absolutely refuses to take any requests from people, but it should also be a reciprocal relationship.

I’m just sayin…

This goes out to…everyone. I’m sure the DJs out there will definitely get a kick out of it and, if you’re not a DJ, maybe this can enlighten you before your next interaction with a DJ.

I once had a gig where almost all of the things listed in this picture took place — and it came from the same small group of people. Everyone else was feelin’ the music, but because they didn’t like it they insisted that I wasn’t playing anything good. And that’s when #8 occurred. Not only did that person ask me what I had in my library, but she stood behind my turntables and asked to scroll through everything. I did it for a few seconds before I had to mix in the next song (which was my fault for enabling her), but then I drew the line when she asked me to play the same song I played 15 minutes earlier. Nah, son…that’s where I had to draw the line. lol.

And for the record, I’m not referring to any of my friends, so no need for any guilty conscience! haha. This was just a lady who felt that because I was getting paid (and not even by her) that she was entitled to boss me around. I’m not one of those guys who absolutely refuses to take any requests from people, but it should also be a reciprocal relationship.

I’m just sayin…

chocol8luv:

..may I?



This is beautiful. Excuse me while I pick my jaw up from the floor.

chocol8luv:

..may I?

This is beautiful. Excuse me while I pick my jaw up from the floor.

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I was looking through some of the pictures I took with my phone and saw these gems from three summers ago. Yes, I’ve been rockin’ the old iPhone 3G (“old” by tech standards at least) for three years now.

I came across this treasure chest through a Craigslist ad, which claimed to have thousands of records in the collection. Naturally, I was skeptical, but I decided to check it out anyway. I got to the lady’s house (she was probably in her early 50’s) and she brought me straight to the backyard, which had boxes full of records, but nowhere near the thousands that she claimed. We talked for a few minutes about the kind of music I was looking for and why I was even interested in records. It turned out that her late husband and other family members used to be major collectors and owned a record store at one point, but she ended up getting stuck with everything and had no idea what to do with it.

Once she realized I was serious about digging, she brought me to the garage that was in the back of the house and opened up a side door, which let in just enough light for me to see a stack of boxes. I thought, “Cool…I should be able to sort through this in about 45 minutes.” But then she flipped a light switch to reveal a two car garage FULL of records. I kid you not…it was just stacks and stacks of boxes and crates, probably around 6 feet high throughout the whole garage. I could barely even maneuver through it so I ended up having to carry most of the boxes outside in order to clear a path for myself.

I asked her how much she was selling them for and she said, “a dollar each.

JACKPOT!!!

They just started trying to organize the records by genre, but that was only one tiny section. For the most part though, it was beautiful chaos. A lot of the records were in bad shape, it was dusty as hell, my back was aching and every once in awhile I would hear the footsteps of a small animal (maybe a possum?) crawling around in the corner…but it was all worth it for $1 per record.

I established a good enough relationship with that lady where I was able to give her a list of artists that I liked and she would call me if she came across any of those records. Since I was unemployed at the time, I would spend a few hours each week just digging in the garage while she went about her daily routine in the house. If I had a job, I would’ve spent a lot more money, but I still bought quite a few records that summer. Although I can’t remember most of the records I came up on, the two that stand out to this day are Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” and “Off the Wall” albums, both in good condition…and both for $1 each.

Sadly though, this good thing had to come to an end once her son, who was around my age, took over. I could put up with his unfriendly nature, but the dude was trying to charge me $5-$10 for records that were in bad condition, and $15+ for ones that were just decent. Sure, I was spoiled by the $1 deal, but this was on the other extreme and I wasn’t about to let homeboy come up on my hard earned unemployment checks. lol.

Good times.

Good times, indeed.