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  • Love & Hip Hop NY Season 5 Reunion Recap (Part 1): Who Asked You, Erica?

    I’m foregoing the points system today as I have a rant to get off of my chest – namely, that Erica Mena is a bird of the highest order. Ms. Fresh Azimiz’ aviary skills are almost unprecedented at this point. The pure hubris of her flying around and dropping turds all over the reunion like…

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    Shamira Ibrahim

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  • My Son, A Future Morehouse Man, Will Be A Rapper. At Least For A While.

    Be that as it may, I appreciate all of the emails, texts, comments on both VSB and social media. As Tupac said to his mother – it was hard hugging on her from a jail cell – you are appreciated. My beautiful son and his mommy are doing just fine and swell. Young Homey (another of…

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    Panama Jackson

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  • Five Reasons Why Tidal Is NOT The Illuminati

    Yesterday, a Jay Z-lead cohort of the people invited to Beyonce’s last spades party had some sort of press conference to announce they were taking their collective talents to Tidal, some sort of streaming service. Naturally, considering the people involved, what they’re attempting to do, and the fact that Alicia Keys was asked to speak,…

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    Damon Young

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  • Why I Want T-Pain To Sing At My Wedding

    Not to brag about my life, but Wednesday night, I was in the same room eating chicken with T-Pain. I was invited to a listening session for his new Gangsta Grillz mixtape, The Iron Way, which will be released on Friday. This almost made up for the fact that I never got a chance to…

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    Jozen Cummings

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  • The Empire Season Finale Was Fuckin' Fantastic

    Much like the rest of America, last night I tuned into the season finale of Empire, the show that has been kickin’ ass and takin’ names since it debuted in January. It’s so popular now that local news shows were doing stories on Empire wach parties. That really happened. My guitar gently weeps for civilized…

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    Panama Jackson

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  • R.I.P. To The Album Release Date. You Will Not Be Missed

    The digital age hit music like a freight train. Napster, Pirate Bay and Limewire created me and my especially frugal generation of music listeners with notably high standards. The music industry was not ready for the “Hey, shoot me that link” generation that will ONLY buy your average ass album if they know you –…

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    Jamal Andress

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  • Chance The Rapper Might Be The Pettiest Dude Of All Time.

    Petty dudes have been having a field day lately. First, Big Sean dropped “IDFWU”, a nod to his now defunct relationship with Glee actress Naya Rivera, which at the time felt like the apex of pettiness in song form. It was almost an excercise in abject immaturity with its repeated musings of “I don’t give…

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    Panama Jackson

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  • Love & Hip Hop NY Ep. 513 Recap: "M-A-N-A-I-C"

    So today I’m going to try something new. Since I’m always complaining that this show is trying my spirit, I’m going to evaluate episode moments via an arbitrary points system and see if we come out positive or negative.* Yandy sits with Melatonin  to justify why she brought her fiancé’s employee down to her office…

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    Shamira Ibrahim

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  • 10 Thoughts On Kendrick Lamar's To Pimp A Butterfly

    Like the seemingly millions of folks who were waiting to see what Kendrick would bring to the table – and he essentially brought the whole table to the table – as soon I saw that the album was available I went straight to my computer to pay for the album and to upload it on…

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    Panama Jackson

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  • Has Anyone Ever Gone From Sugar To Shit Quicker Than Robin Thicke?

    Almost two years ago to the day (March 26th, 2013), “Blurred Lines” — the lead single from Robin Thicke’s new album (also called Blurred Lines) — was released. To call that song ubiquitous would be an understatement. Because ubiquitous is naturally hyperbolic. But “Blurred Lines” was literally everywhere. Barbershops, bank lobbies, Bar Mitzvahs. Shit, there was a…

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    Damon Young

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