Another Dilla Day is upon us. But really every day is a Dilla day. Rest in beats, god.
This video is a gem. Pure fucking gold! And for all you idiot younging, “twerking” ain’t nothin new. You fuck heads are on our old shit. Twerk sumthin! (c) Massa P
Two years ago The xx dropped this on xxmas (ha!). It’s since become one of the songs I’ve listened to most. It was surely in my top5 on iTunes (when I still had my laptop). I can’t quite pinpoint it, but I just LOVE this song. It’s a gift that keeps on giving.
Part of that golden 4th qtr of releases in 2001, Stillmatic, dropped 12 years ago today. I thought it was earlier in the month but *shrugsies*. This heat was phenominal. I used to like it more than illmatic (I was 7 when ill dropped, 14 with Still, context guys). But if you still think ether is better than takeover then you’re just an idiot.
Because Jay was born today and Pimp died today. Beginnings & endings are everyday. Possibilities are endless. Open your eyes
Read this piece on The Fader bout STEEZ. It’s incredible. Eye opening. We’ll never have the answers we want but it certainly provides more closure to some and answers a few questions. RIP STEEZ
now were a month short from the one year anniversary of his passing but this is still important.
Now I dug STEEZ verses on Joey shit. But I just left it at that. Until SHE told me to check his tape. AmeriKKKan Korruption. And WOW. after that Joey didn’t even exist to me anymore. Cuz in Pro Era I knew STEEZ was THAT dude. I was disappointed when I got Reloaded cuz I had thought it was ALL new songs. But at least we got 7. And when the group tape dropped his verse on Like Water was magical. I IMMEDIATELY cut STEEZ verse into a ringtone (one I still have). Then a couple days later on I’m graveyard and I see the tweets. “The End” then I see Joey’s tweeters. And that’s it. No REAL answers about anything until that article. STEEZ, you are missed.
Allen Iverson was my hero. Growing up Shaq always was (and is still is) my favorite player of all time. But I wasn’t no big man. So by the time I started playing basketball FOR REALSIES (13 LATE START). I was into street ball (And1 & the Rucker tournaments) & Allen Iverson. I was a 5’6/7″ and everyone was taller. Naturally I was a pretty great athlete. I was just short and skinny with an attitude. OF COURSE! I was gonna gravitate to The Answer. While some of the finer points of the game were harderto grasp and time a lot of hard work, my handles came about pretty nartually. It took time for me go learn how to dribble growing up, bit once i did? game over. Handles got nasty quick.
Eighth grade I got my first pair of Iverson’s. The white & red Questions Mid. Top 5 shoe I ever owned. Comfort, durability, looks. EVERYTHING. From then on I only bought Iverson’s while everyone else bout Jordan’s. I became known for it. And I developed my game in his image too. Slick crossovers. Acrobatic drives. Setting up teammates based on my offensive talents. I couldn’t shoot for shit (lol). I got names like baby Iverson, Mexican Iverson or just Iverson. Thanks to my shoes and game. Even the grown folk I was destroying at the park at 13-14-15. “Who’s gonna guard Iverson?!”.
These days my game is elsewhere. When I’m in shape I like to say my game is a mirror of Gilbert Arenas circa 06-07 when he was a monster. And before I became GA, I honed my shooting and PG skills and my friends started calling me Nash haha. But Iverson is still in my heart. He’s a warrior. He did some dumb things. But on the court he’ll always be a legend. A “6 Foot” combo guard that never had a great team. One of the greatest pure scorers ever. Under rated passer. A wizard at picking pockets and playing the passing lanes for steals. He single-handedly carried the 76ers to the finals and won a game against one of the all time great teams. He stole that MVP from Shaq and I’m ok with it. He’s the man. So thank you Allen Iverson. You made me who I am as a basketball player. Your legacy will always live on. A true warrior.
**the lasting image in my head will always be stepping over Tyronn Lue, and not him crossing over Jordan two times in a row and sinking the jumper in his face. And even though it’s just Tyronn Lue. It’s the magnitude of the moment. Clock winding down. The crossover. The shot. The finals. Then he fucking steps over the guy with the evilest of stares! Jesus. I’ve seen god and his name is Allen Iverson.
I got death row’s greatest hits in 99. And it was amazing. Sure it had all the mega hits that had been all over the radio since I discovered hiphop in 92 (and one of the 2 songs that got me started). But I didn’t care. This was that heat. But it had a few gems I wasn’t as familiar with. This being one of them. Jodeci + Tha Dogg Pound = PURE FUCKING FILTH! And at the age of 12, I was all for it.