Thursday, August 15, 2019

LEO SZN: A toxic summer sampler

LaGreezy only get excited when the pack touch down

If you're reading this on the day of publishing, we have just over a week left in this 2019 rendition of Leo SZN. As I was slamming black coffee in my underwear this morning, it seemed appropriate put together a playlist of the tracks I kept coming back to this summer, with a focus on my post-July 23 rotation. So I did, and now here we are. There is something particularly cathartic about shouting Gates' lyrics while you are over the stove scrambling that morning's breakfast.

There is a saying among Leos that "it's Leo Season, everybody suffers", well that's not entirely true it was really made up by the homie a couple summer ago and we have been banging that shit like a mantra ever since. However you want to cut it, when a bunch people who are equal parts self-aggrandizing and self-loathing become suddenly even more emboldened for the duration of their astrological season, there is going to be some extremely fuck shit going down. 

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Friday, April 27, 2018

Freddie (and maybe still.grimey?) Back!

LaGreezy would like you to remember Spicoli grew up to become a cop.


I have been in my damn feelings. A self-identified “rap guy”, and I’ve been stuck in a mindstate where I’ve convinced myself that I looked up one day and the whole game just passed me by. I’ve vocalized as much. I either don’t get, or don’t feel compelled enough to give Lil Du Jour very much, if any, burn at all (I promise that was not a shot at Lil Pump - this video forever) . Save for the new E-40 and B-Legit record (!!), which my god you need to go shlump right the fuck now, many of seasoned artists I adore weren’t really producing enough to keep my attention.

Enter Freddie Gibbs. Perhaps I’ve been existing in California for way longer than is palatable for a loyal-to-the-soil Northwesterner, but my god his new record “Colors” is the best song I’ve heard since *extremely 'Love Sosa' intro voice* I DONT KNOW WHEN. Armed with a saxophone sample perfect enough to make Gerry Rafferty blush, the Leauge of Starz production will endear itself to everybody from the 14 year old in line of Fairfax to your most obnoxious rappity rap friend with a Jansport. This isn't to say the record sounds dated, quite the contrary, this motherfucker timeless. I can not even begin to venture a guess as to how many shirtless dominoes contests this will soundtrack this summer .


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Friday, May 27, 2016

Summer Bunnies 2k16: Still.Grimey’s Summer Cookout Compilation


LaGreezy and I have taken it upon ourselves to build a tome of a summer playlist that hits hard and scorches you more tender than the Caribbean sun. This little five hour number that we've carefully assembled (seriously we put probably 40 man hours into this) for your listening pleasure isn’t really built for a turn-up. It's more of a steady, rolling selection of heat rocks that we hope will keep you and your homies on a consistent, positive vibe.

The playlist is broken down into sections, with a little description next to each. As you’ve probably already inferred, this informal, somewhat fatuous post is the polar opposite of the Prince post immediately preceding it. The pendulum swings wide in these serious times.

I think the most important suggestion I can provide is to suggest that you enjoy this in the order it’s presented. You can skip tracks, but I wouldn’t throw it on random. Structure is important here. You should also feel free to move forward without reading the rough guide after the jump and just process this on your own.
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Friday, April 29, 2016

Always cry for love, never cry for pain

Prince Rogers Nelson 1958-2016
The following is a sentimental overlay of what Prince means to me, and my thoughts on what he means for music.  Hit the jump for more.
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Thursday, March 31, 2016

Pleasantly Mundane Thuggery: Musings on Lil Yachty (and others!)

LaGreezy spent four seasons at the four seasons twice
Let's get this out of the way quickly for those of you who ain't know: your mans is a tax accountant by trade. Well, in all reality, I'm a bit of an asshole by trade, but my LinkedIn page says I'm a senior tax associate, and as we all know everything you read on the internet is true. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make here is that, as you probably ascertained, some aspects of my day-to-day professional life contain a fair dosage of mundanity.

Based on previous employment positions I've had, as well as all the times I've stopped listening to my friends complain about something at their job, I'd be willing to bet this is a pretty common plight in the human experience. Everybody tends to have a coping strategy for dealing with the mundane. I typically listen to podcasts or books on tape to slog through the shit end of my workload. Some people smoke weed to deal with it (note: if you do this you are fucking insane- even the idea of doing taxes while stoned gives me so much anxiety that I want to peel my skin off with a cheese grater and hurl my body out of a moving car).

I digress. As of late, there's been a section of my soundcloud page that I keep coming back to. Not to necessarily combat the banality of certain tasks, but to rather compliment it - perhaps even bask in it. So I just said fuck it, I should share this with the homies, and maybe use it as an excuse to make internet again.

[Please hit di jump for the playlist and continued musings:]


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Sunday, February 21, 2016

JAM of the Month - Erykah Badu, Trill Friends




Blessings be to Greezy for reanimating Still Grimey.  Hit the jump for your JAM of the month and an extemporaneous excoriation of "The Life of Pablo".  (Yeah, it's monthly, daddy's got a desk job now B).


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Wednesday, February 17, 2016

This Is a God Dream: The Return of Kanye West and Still Grimey

LaGreezy just shot an amateur video he think he should go pro.
Well, it's here. Kanye West has dropped a new album, that after much debate, ended up being titled The Life of Pablo. But you already knew that,which is why you're here. Apparently in doing so, he got me in the mood to put fingers to keyboards to do something other than get off these fire tweets. But before I begin my ramblings, I'd like to qualify this very rare outburst of written word that extends beyond the confines of 140 characters or less: As a practice for any "event" piece of artwork, I typically try to give myself some time to sit with it prior to jumping into the hot take onslaught of our mass-musical consumption. I've also had a decent amount of people hit me up for my opinion on this record in the last, like, 48 hours, or whatever, so I thought this would be an appropriate discursive avenue to pursue. What you about to witness is my thoughts. Just my thoughts, man. Right or wrong, just what I was feeling at the time.

Anyway, please find your way to the jump(!!! blogspot back!!) for my current reading of Kanye West's very dope, if oft-confused, The Life of Pablo:

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