In other news, I'm slightly disappointed with the new Madlib, Beat Konducta in India. I posted the preview video on here a while back, and I was super pumped to hear it since the first Beat Konducta was so outstanding. So, I throw the new one on the iPod for a fun run the other day and I think it actually slowed me down. Maybe I need to listen to it in a more subdued environment, but I just wasn't feeling it, so to speak. I mentioned before that I had a favorite song based on the short video, and I now know that the song is entitled (Variations). It is easily the best tune on the record. at least as of today.
Anyway, today I plan on a fun run soundtrack of a DJ Ayres/Nick Catchdubs mix entitled Superfriends that I grabbed from brooklynradio.net. Maybe I'll give a description in a later post.
Until Then,
Later.
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
Fuck The Spurs Part IV
Looks like my Wednesday prediction was correct, as you can see by the title above. The Cavs were completely outmatched by the veteran Spurs for four straight games, but I don't think there were many that would've predicted that at the start of the series. Mind you, I didn't think the Cavs had much of a chance to take the title, but they could've won at least one or two games. I really don't wanna dwell on this debacle, but I'll make one more statement. It's one that I don't like to think about, but I'm never been one to shy away from something that might be uncomfortable.
The commentators kept harping on the fact that there hadn't been a sweep in the NBA Finals since the Spurs beat the New Jersey Nets in 2002. I don't remember much about that series at all, but I remember the sweep prior quite well. In 1995, the Houston Rockets swept the Orlando Magic 4-0. The Magic had a young Shaquille O'Neal and little else, and were completely outmatched by the veteran Rockets for four straight games. Sound familiar? Shaq then left the smaller market of Orlando for the bright lights of Los Angeles, and the rest is future Hall of Fame history. Let's hope history doesn't repeat itself in the form of our good buddy LeBron James.
In other news, I decided to throw on another classic album at work today that I haven't heard in a good while. I'm talking about none other than Girl You Know It's True from Milli Vanilli. It holds up surprisingly well, and it'll most likely be in heavy rotation when all the bars that feature 80's Night will finally start doing 90's Night. It'll happen soon enough, believe me.
I also checked out the new Rub Radio mix, and it was a doozy. It was from a few days ago, but new to me. The mix featured various tracks from the Spitkicker crew (De La Soul, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Common, Kanye West, and a lot more) Some great stuff, and a lot of tunes I hadn't heard in a minute. I'd give it a listen.
That's it for now. I'm sure I forgot a bunch of stuff I was gonna touch on (I should really take notes throughout the day so I don't forget). The weekend's looking pretty f'n good, and I hate to leave on a down note, but I just read a few minutes ago that former WWF and WCW (among other organizations) star Sensational Sherri Martel passed away earlier today. She was 49, and probably the best woman wrestler/manager/whatever that'll ever live. R.I.P.
Until Then,
Later.
The commentators kept harping on the fact that there hadn't been a sweep in the NBA Finals since the Spurs beat the New Jersey Nets in 2002. I don't remember much about that series at all, but I remember the sweep prior quite well. In 1995, the Houston Rockets swept the Orlando Magic 4-0. The Magic had a young Shaquille O'Neal and little else, and were completely outmatched by the veteran Rockets for four straight games. Sound familiar? Shaq then left the smaller market of Orlando for the bright lights of Los Angeles, and the rest is future Hall of Fame history. Let's hope history doesn't repeat itself in the form of our good buddy LeBron James.
In other news, I decided to throw on another classic album at work today that I haven't heard in a good while. I'm talking about none other than Girl You Know It's True from Milli Vanilli. It holds up surprisingly well, and it'll most likely be in heavy rotation when all the bars that feature 80's Night will finally start doing 90's Night. It'll happen soon enough, believe me.
I also checked out the new Rub Radio mix, and it was a doozy. It was from a few days ago, but new to me. The mix featured various tracks from the Spitkicker crew (De La Soul, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Common, Kanye West, and a lot more) Some great stuff, and a lot of tunes I hadn't heard in a minute. I'd give it a listen.
That's it for now. I'm sure I forgot a bunch of stuff I was gonna touch on (I should really take notes throughout the day so I don't forget). The weekend's looking pretty f'n good, and I hate to leave on a down note, but I just read a few minutes ago that former WWF and WCW (among other organizations) star Sensational Sherri Martel passed away earlier today. She was 49, and probably the best woman wrestler/manager/whatever that'll ever live. R.I.P.
Until Then,
Later.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Fuck The Spurs
View from above
Hearing Black Box's classic Strike It Up always gets me pumped before a game
I'm kinda partial to the Dirty Bird myself
Jerkasses get in for free and still can't stay till the end
So I hope everyone had a good time watching the game last night. I know I did. I'm still kinda numb to the fact that the Cavs even made it to the Finals, and it looked like they were too. That is to say, they didn't play very well at all. But, it's a seven game marathon and not a one game sprint, so they (currently) still have plenty of time. If they lose Sunday, though, it may be a different story.
Oh, and for anyone interested, the workout mix the other day was The Rub Radio's History of Hip-Hop Vol. 10: 1988 show in it's entirety. Sometimes it's easier to listen to someone else's mix than it is to make your own. If you want a tracklisting, find it online. It's not too hard to find.
Until Then,
Later.
Hearing Black Box's classic Strike It Up always gets me pumped before a game
I'm kinda partial to the Dirty Bird myself
Jerkasses get in for free and still can't stay till the end
So I hope everyone had a good time watching the game last night. I know I did. I'm still kinda numb to the fact that the Cavs even made it to the Finals, and it looked like they were too. That is to say, they didn't play very well at all. But, it's a seven game marathon and not a one game sprint, so they (currently) still have plenty of time. If they lose Sunday, though, it may be a different story.
Oh, and for anyone interested, the workout mix the other day was The Rub Radio's History of Hip-Hop Vol. 10: 1988 show in it's entirety. Sometimes it's easier to listen to someone else's mix than it is to make your own. If you want a tracklisting, find it online. It's not too hard to find.
Until Then,
Later.
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