Don’t get me wrong, Chris Brown is an awful human being, but a ton people have been giving the cover treatment to his track Look at Me Now. I can’t even say that I like the original that much, but I get a big kick out of the covers. It might just be the idea that these random people (granted, Karmin is getting a bit famous now) are surprisingly talented. But regardless, I present to you two of my favourites so far.
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I dream of stuff like this sometimes. Stumbling upon an incredible record collection in some abandoned place. I mean an abandoned room in a military base isn’t exactly what I pictured, but it’s as cool a place as any.
The collection includes a variety of vinyl albums and records specially made for military audiences and distributed monthly by the American Forces Radio and Television Network as well as some commercially available records.
“In 1942, the American Forces Radio Service was started to get American music out to the troops overseas,” said Larry Sichter, the American Forces Network Broadcast Center Affiliate Relations Division chief. “Some of the radio productions were original, like GI Jill and Command Performance, and have significant value.”
Mos Def and Talib Kweli have launched , a pretty basic Tumblr blog. It’s going to be your source for some free tunes and hopefully the launch of the Check out the latest track You already knew.
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A new track from Common off of his upcoming album, The Dreamer/The Believer. I’m excited.
In the course of my aimless internet nomadism, I stumbled across a reference to an essay written by , titled “Unpacking my Library”. It’s a profound and moving piece written by someone who clearly loves books, and loves the act of collecting books even more.
I am unpacking my library. Yes, I am. The books are not yet on the shelves, not yet touched by the mild boredom of order. I cannot march up and down their ranks to pass them in review before a friendly audience. You need not fear any of that. Instead, I must ask you to join me in the disorder of crates that have been wrenched open, the air saturated with the dust of wood, the floor covered with torn paper, to join me among piles of volumes that are seeing daylight again after two years of darkness, so that you may be ready to share with me a bit of the mood – it is certainly not an elegiac mood but, rather, one of anticipation – which these books arouse in a genuine collector.
Even better is this point:
On the other hand, one of the finest memories of a collector is the moment when he rescued a book to which he might never have given a thought, much less a wishful look, because he found it lonely and abandoned on the market place and bought it to give it its freedom – the way the prince bought a beautiful slave girl in The Arabian Nights. To a book collector, you see, the true freedom of all books is somewhere on his shelves.
You see the same is absolutely true about those who collect music. There’s something beautiful about seeing albums on your shelves, but there’s something almost equally poetic about sitting among the piles. About being surrounded by the clutter of music and liner notes and amazing cover art. About finding something in the dollar bin, or a record at a garage sale, or as an mp3 on some now-defunct message board, posted by a hopeful young musician to whom no one ever replied. The true freedom of all music is somewhere in our collections.
I’ve had it both ways. I’m fastidious about organizing my collection. I want to be able to find my music, most of the time. At one time my CD binder (yes, I had one of those massive zippered binders, and yes, I had a CD collection) was alphabetized and organized by genre. Same with my LPs. In fact, my mp3 collection is still that way. And yet many times the biggest joy I get is just setting my player on shuffle. I like the surprise. Although less tactile than what Walter Benjamin experienced, it never fails to make me smile on the subway when a song is suddenly seeing daylight again after years of darkness.
In today’s unpredictable collaboration news, Drake and Phonte (of Little Brother fame) were supposed to team up for a track last year that never materialized.
You’ve talked a lot about your admiration for Phonte. How come another collaboration with him still hasn’t happened?
With me and Tay, I kinda dropped the ball on a feature he needed me to do, just being 100% honest. I really wanted to do a record with him, and we actually did do a record for my album, and then something happened with the producer and the beat, and it started getting funny so I had to scrap the record. And then he was like, "Well, can you do this feature for me," and at the time I was trying to find my sound and trying to figure out what this album was going to be about, and I kind of let it slip through the cracks. That was my fault, and I do apologize to Phonte for that. But I still want to make it happen; I talked to 9th Wonder about trying to make it happen, we’ll get it eventually. He knows he’s one of the biggest influences on my career.
I guess I’m behind the times, but I had no idea Drizzy loved Phonte that much. Clearly I’m a huge Tay fan (and yes, I love Rapper Big Pooh too). It’s big of Drake to admit that he messed up on this one, but hopefully he can find some time to make it up to Phonte.
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The Bieb does it again, and on Hot97 of all places. Hot97’s still got some influence in a lot of circles, so with their endorsement, I’ve got to say that I think Bieber’s rap career may be a little bit closer to actually happening.
Plus, props for a Tim Hortons reference.
This is so amazing it hurts. Tracklist is below the video
Check out a long interview with MF Doom. You won’t be disappointed.
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