BACK TO YOU, I'M SO INTO YOU
7 years ago
Remember to Live
Maybe it was my recent viewing of American Graffiti that sparked up my interest in these rebellious teens from the 50's and 60's but its gone pretty far. I mean I'm considering carrying a comb on me at all times and yesterday when someone cut me off I yelled out "Watch it chicken shit!" without even noticing these were curse words from another era. Whether I'll trade in my Nas Illmatic album for some Rocabilly shit from the 50's and invest my hard earned money into a gas guzzling hot rod with the tail fins jutting out the sky remains to be seen. If you ever see me pull up to the party in a 59' Cadillac El Dorado and I look even remotely like this please slip something in my drink and institutionalize me before I harm my reputation as a cool guy any further. But, without going to the extreme, I think my obsession with the Greasers has something to do with my obsession with this undefined, obscure concept of being cool with in today's society seems to more or less be a function of how much money you have. If anyone did cool really well it was the Greasers and it definitely didn't have to do with your money. If you had some change for smokes thats really all you needed, what mattered was your heart and your commitment to the gang. These guys walked the streets with no fear, not necessarily looking for trouble but not afraid to find it either. That's probably (although no one can say for sure) what cool is. In my mind its definitely more cool then these frail hipster types that snort coke in their spare time and I think gangster rap stop defining coolness somewhere around 2002. So in my perpetual search for all things cool I'm currently revisiting the era of teenage rebellion but please, for my own sake, don't let me take this too far. I have an office job and I don't think they'd appreciate my hair grease dripping all over the photo copier. Cheers 
This is absolutely amazing. Features vocals from Biggie, Jay-Z and Nas. Kenzo Digital is such a beast. The dedication and knowledge it would take to mix this together is unreal. Getting that last bit where they're all smoking together to work takes a fuckin' genius, I can't believe he pulled that off.
The World is Yours - I need to always remember that on my road to the top. It's the inspirational mantra that drove Scarface from the gutter to very top in his corrupt version of the American Dream. But how corrupt were his choices anyways, his ambitions to make in rich in the cocaine trade? Whose world is this? Is it the world of politicians, of business men, of intellectuals...it's a question I grapple with myself from time to time so sometimes when I hear Pete Rock sing those smooth words over the melody I get lost in my own thoughts. The world is mine. There are endless horizons waiting to be conquered. Never cut yourself short of all you might accomplish. How come I never get inspired like this by today's rap?