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Big Beats N '06


Murs and 9th Wonder
Murray's Revenge
(Record Collection)
1/2 (4.5 Beats)


Murs and 9th Wonder's fantastic CD, Murray's Revenge, is the first great rap disc of 2006. And cliché as this may read: Murray's Revenge is a great collection of beats, rhymes and life. There's not a bad track on here. Go cop it!

And others agree:

Blogger JJ of Pastemob blog writes:

"Murray's Revenge winds up much more satisfying than their last collaboration, Murs 3:16. The conversational flow is in even higher gear here . . ."
And music head Gilmore Boy says:
"[Murs] brings back the kind of rap that I grew up on. Amusing, story telling, intelligent social commentary and insights into the protagonists life style. Another lost concept in rap: a cohesive sounding album. Result: instant classic."
And journalist Nathan Rabin, of the Onion (A.V. Club), gave the album a grade: B+. To wit:
"Murs and 9th Wonder wisely stick to the winning formula that paid such rich creative dividends on 3:16 -- strong song concepts, minimal guest appearances, a brisk running time, dope beats, and lyrics both smart and smartass."



Cassandra Wilson
Thunderbird
(Blue Note)
1/2 (4.5 Beats)

Cassandra Wilson's forthcoming release Thunderbird is another great album of 2006. Her smokey voice is backed up by some hip-hop-infused, soulful vibes provided by Grammy award-winning producer T-Bone Burnett. Not to worry folks, there are some equally smoldering jazz cuts on here, too. The set is already at the top of my year-end list, and I'm quite sure will be the most talked about album this year. And even though I have the advance CD, I'm still going to cop her disc when it hits stores on April 4. You should, too. It's all about supporting good music. Wait a minute . . . scratch that . . . it's all about SUPPORTING QUALITY MUSIC.


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Fiend



"She's more than a dime, she's a dub
Damn I'm in love
Hit it from the house to the club . . . "

-- Styles P on Jaheim's "Fiend" (from Ghetto Classics)


This lovely hottie has been in the modeling game for two years. The 25-year-old Hawaii resident also works as a car-show model, appearing in several auto expos across the United States. A mixture of Filipino, Hispanic, German and Irish, she claims that modeling has been her true passion ever since she was a little girl. The starlet hopes to show off her even 34-24-34 golden frame in the pages of your favorite men's magazine. (King editors are you reading this?) In the meantime, you can check out some photos of her right HERE, and, of course, she has a MySpace page (**Registration Req'd).


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To The Heavens, Blackwards

Can we please have a moment of silence . . .

For X Clan mastermind Professor X "The Overseer" (real name Lumumba Carson, the son of civil rights activist Sonny Carson) who died on Friday from spinal meningitis.

To all the Activist and Fighters for Hip Hop Culture, I am sorry to say that a great King and Warrior has just pass on [Friday] to be with our Ancestors and among the Gods and Goddesses of the Supreme Force One God who is called by many names. May Amun Ra/ Allah be with our brother's soul, and may his father [Sonny] Carson received him to be with The Ancestors of The Indigenous People of the Planet so called Earth.
-- Afrika Bambaataa
The Rap Coalition's Wendy Day eulogizes Professor X.

The remaining X Clan member Grand Verbalizer Funkin' Lesson Brother J has reassembled the group (under the new moniker X Clan Millennium Cipher) and recently toured with Damien Marley on his Welcome to Jamrock trek. No word on if the X Clan's forthcoming album, Return to Mecca, will drop this year. To peep X Clan's website, click THIS.

R.I.P. Professor X.

May you continue to stomp in heaven with your big black boots.

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Late Night . . .


I had another one of those crazy dreams . . . again.


This time, I dreamt that I was named the replacement host of the Late Show with David Letterman on CBS.

Apparently, Dave was stepping down from his titular post of late night television and the producers of the show were looking for a fresh new face -- particularly an African-American face.

So who did they call?

Me.

The phone started ringing, so I picked up the phone and the Last Show producer was on the other line.

Producer: Mr. Fitzgerald?
Me: Yes.
Producer: Hi. We wanted to inform you that we have chosen you to become the new host of the Late Show after Dave leaves.
Me (in shock): Sure . . . No problem. I'm ready to go.
I hanged up the phone and started jumping up and down.
I told my whole family and they were thrilled. I told my mom that I'm the new host for the Late Show and my mom was simply ecstatic -- and she started jumping up and down.

I couldn't believve it, I have finally reached stardom. It's time to get paid!

I said to myself, 'I will become the first African-American host of a major late-night show. This is history in the making, baby!'
(Yeah, I know Aresenio Hall did it first, but he fucked up, it's my turn now.)

So I started planning out my show -- from my monologue to my first guest (Taraji P. Henson) to my first musical act (T.I. -- live performance of "What You Know").

But there seems to be one small problem . . .

When will I start on the show?

I tried to call the producers, but I didn't have their telephone number. I kept asking myself, "How were the producers able to contact me?"
I looked all around my house and I couldn't find the number?
I'm like, 'When am I supposed to begin my gig as host of the Late Show?'

No one knew. Fuck! What am I supposed to do?

Now this is when the dream gets really bizarre.

Even though I didn't know when I was supposed to start work at my new job, I walked into my old job to inform by boss of my resignation. After that, I walked around the office with a serious swagger. I told everyone there to 'Kiss my ass and watch me at 11:35 pm every night. Bitches.'

I then booked appointments to get a pedicure and a manicure. I also booked an appointment for full a spa treatment: facials, hair removal -- the whole 9 nine yards. I even booked an appointment for a colon cleaning. I also set up a dentist appointment, as well.

Yep, your boy was getting ready for late night television. I was stepping my game up --- big time! Then, after that, I get another call.

Guess what?

Funnyman Dave Chappelle is coming out of his self-imposed retirement to be the executive producer of my show. I was like, 'Holy shit! It's on and poppin'! Fuck the Arsenio Hall Show, I'm going to revolutionize last night television!'

But then Dave asks me this question:

Dave: So when does the show start?
Me: Ummm? Good question. Soon. But don't worry about that. I want Charlie Murphy and Donnell Rawlings (aka "ashy man") to be my Senior Writers for the show and I want you to pay them top dollar!

I was so excited to host my own show, but I kept wondering, 'when am I supposed to start the show?'

I kept pacing back and forth . . . back and forth.

When am I supposed to start the show?
When am I supposed to start the show?

And then I woke up.

I had fallen asleep on my couch. I look around my living room and was like, 'Shiiiit.'

Man, you don't know how depressed I was after realizing that in the end . . . it was all a dream.

Shit.

I hope dreams come true.

But on the real . . . what did this dream really mean?


[EDIT]
My girl Saucy Dame recently offered her two cents on what my dream really meant. I figured I would share it with my readers -- maybe you can relate.
To wit:

When am I supposed to start the show?
When am I supposed to start the show?

I think this is how a lot of us feel. When does my real life begin? When does the fun start? When am I finally going to make my arrival? Can I live?

Your dream stems from your inner desire to be the "MAN" . . . to live "GOOD". Even though you're shy -- there is a desire for you to be SEEN, RECOGNIZED and RESPECTED as a powerful man.

"Then booked appointments to get a pedicure and a manicure. I also booked an appointment for full a spa treatment: facials, hair removal -- the whole 9 nine yards. I even booked an appointment for a colon cleaning. I also set up a dentist appointment, as well. "

True Virgo -- without missing a beat -- you have it all planned out, right down to the cleanliness of your butthole. LOL!
-- Saucy Dame

[EDIT]


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Monday Meme: Looney Tunes

This is a nice iTunes game

THE RULES: Open iTunes or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrassing it is.


How many songs?
522


Sort By Artist
First artist: Wendell Harrison -- "Farewell to Welfare"
Last artist: 50 Cent -- "Hustler's Ambition"

Sort By Song Title
First Song: "4am" -- Goapele
Last Song: "Your Girl" -- Tony Hussle

Sort By Time
Shortest Song: (1:00) J Dilla -- "U Luv"
Longest Song: (18:18) John Coltrane -- "Ole"

Sort By Album
First Album: 2K6: Tracks Compliation -- Various Artists
Last Album: You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having -- Atmosphere

First song that comes up on shuffle:
"Sexy Love" -- Ne-Yo

Most Played Song:
"Clockwork" -- Julez Santana (33 spins)
"Good Luck Charm" -- Jagged Edge (32 spins)


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