per the black milk jack white Revelations, i was listening to white stripes with exponential repetitions. then, just out of respect for true and living godbody jack white, you gotta revisit every blues guitarist of influence. anyways…. son house, grinnin’ in your face.
throw this clip on it’s like a mirror on a blog in a mirror on a blog (of grinnin’ in your face)…
NPR has an interesting story, audio’s not up yet at this time, but they covered this guy Tenzin when he was 6-years-old because,
But Tenzin Dhongha draws occasional visitors to Bountiful because he has been proclaimed by Tibet’s spiritual and temporal leader, the Dalai Lama himself, as a tulku, a miracle being — the reincarnation of his grandfather, the high Tibetan Buddhist lama Goma Rimpoche.
Now he’s dropping a rap album. Talk about the power of a hot freestyle (or some video girls) compelling you! Hopefully The Game doesn’t find out about this, he’ll probably be angry. On the other hand Matisyahu and The Rapping Lama might be the rapture on the hot mixtape circuit.
I make a date for golf, you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party, the guy upstairs complains I guess I’ll go through life, just catching colds and missing trains Everything happens to me
I wish there were more of these sad, droopy dog songs in hip hop. Kanye getting stood up in the rain, and a cab drives through a puddle and splashes him. drat! am I just missing these? Seems we go from slavery, civil rights Angry to Power/HAM with little drat! in-between (well, except for pointed problems-with-girls stuff).
"Everything I Am" is kind of close to the sound I’m thinking. But would need a little more of that subtle algonquin round table wit, or something. what’s the closest thing to a sinatra or chet baker aesthetic in hip hop?