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Russell Westbrook And A Black Man's Respect
I recently saw the Vine of Russell Westbrook shooting eye daggers at Jeremy Lamb for not shaking his hand in what looks to be a timeout or some shit and it made me laugh a thousand laughs. Or maybe like ten. The number is unimportant as numbers are merely vessels to get to the point…
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I Think Suge Knight Killed A Guy.
I’ve been plenty mad before in life. For instance, last night while watching Scandal, I felt myself saying “what in THE fuck?” is happening here and in my life way more than I intended to. Shonda Rhimes trolled the shit out of everybody last night. I needed a cigarette and had to listen to Rage…
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These Are The Tales, The PJ Tales, Part IV
Did I ever tell you about the one time I went to Rochester, NY? I probably didn’t. I’ve been to Rochester, NY, one time in my life. And because I am both genius and legend, I went in February, in the dead of cold in 2004. It was so cold when I landed in the…
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Why I Don't Talk About Race With My White Family
I came across this very interesting piece on Gawker the other day about a Black man (he’s mixed, but ya know, he’s Black) talking about a discussion he got into about race with his white cousin who was pretty much of the mindset that racism was more or less a figment of Black imagination and…
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Kendrick Lamar Said Something Dumb. Looks Like Rappers Are People, Too.
In a recent cover story for Billboard magazine, hip-hop wunderkind Kendrick Lamar spoke on Ferguson in comments that lit up the Blackosphere and caught the ire of self-imposed musical Civil Rights leader and idiot savant, Azealia Banks: “I wish somebody would look in our neighborhood knowing that it’s already a situation, mentally, where it’s f—-ked…
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It's Colder Than A Witches Tit In The East. I Have Questions.
While we cannot compete with the likes of Chicago, Detroit, or some place called a Minnesota, it’s colder than a summabitch here on the East Coast. It’s the kind of cold that makes you dread going outside. I’m afraid of the cold. I have come to this realization in life. I do not fuck with…
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World's Biggest Artist Kanye West Is Gonna Make This Paul McCartney Guy A Star.
Kanye West has reached an odd place in his career. While anything he does becomes immediate blog fodder and is afforded the requisite social media swirlywoo, I can’t say that I’m amped for a Kanye project at this point. Sure I miss his music. But I actually only miss the Kanye that showed up for…
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Meet The Police Chief Who Gets It. Let's Hope There Are More.
This year has been one hell of a roller coaster ride when it comes to law enforcement and the public perception of it. While it seems like many white people got to see a little bit of what Black folks have been screaming about for years, there are still those individuals who struggle with the…
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Logic, Kendrick Lamar, and the Frustration of Derivative Artistry
At first listen, Logic’s major label debut album Under Pressure is brilliant. It’s listenable. It’s well-produced. He’s a very, very gifted lyricist. He even managed to weave his album together with a voice over reminiscent of one of my favorite albums of all time, A Tribe Called Quest’s Midnight Marauders. But while I listened to…
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On Really Wanting To Like J. Cole More Than I Actually Do
I’ve never had more people ask me how I feel about an artist than I have about J. Cole. It’s interesting, really. Somehow, J. Cole is like a hip-hop Hatfields vs McCoy standoff. People either love or give no fucks about J. Cole. And the folks who love him stan so hard for him it…
