Legendary PRINCE concert at the Ritz in New York during his Dirty Mind tour 1981. Watch it now. It’s only been up a week and will certainly disappear sooner than you think. I was always a Prince fan growing up. I think “When Doves Cry” was one of the first music videos I ever saw. I remember sitting on the floor in our den loving all the trippy colors in the video and how wacky his band looked. I also remember being pretty confused as to why this nigga was in a bath tub chillin’ in an empty ass room most of the video with doves flying everywhere. I first got this Dirty Mind album from my favorite teacher of all-time Mr. Garner in high school. Blew me away. Super minimal, funny lyrics about sex and partying, mixed gender / mixed race band, kinda punk but still R&B and funky too. And all played by one dude on the entire album. Totally rock ‘n’ roll. Definitely influenced me and gave me the confidence to get even wilder in my own music, especially when performing. Thank you, Prince.
Bad Brains live at CBGB’s in 1982. I bought Bad Brains’ 1st album (“ROIR tape”) and the Ramones’ 2nd album “Leave Home” on the same day when I was 14 or 15. One of the best days I ever had in my younger years. Wish I was alive and in New York to see all my favorite bands in the early to mid 80’s.
The second song from PleaseUseRearExit.net’s digi-novel experience, “Not Goin’ Home” stars Fat Tony, Apathy, The Machine and Steve Cooper of Spirit Animal over an exclusive beat by Dilated People’s Evidence. See more videos and read the book at PleaseUseRearExit.net…
On May 9th, Coog Radio will release its first ever Coog Radio Compilation. It’s a free compilation of new local, national and international independent music. Contributors to the compilation include Elegant Animals, Tan Dollar, Run DMT, Sleep ∞ Over, FLCON FCKER, Supreme Cuts, Abstract Cannon, CROCAT, A Sea Es, and Redondo Beach, featuring a new Fat Tony/Tom Cruz track from the upcoming Double Dragon.
R.I.P. Adam Yauch - MCA of the Beastie Boys. One of the very first music groups I ever loved as a little boy. And still love to this very day. From the moment I saw them on TV playing basketball, having a mini ramp in their studio, rapping, being sarcastically ridiculous, and giving off heavy punk vibes I was sold. I can’t count the number of times I’ve obsessed over every little detail of their album Paul’s Boutique. An album that is still one of the funniest, most interesting, odd, enjoyable ass albums I’ve ever purchased on a whim. An album that created its own world within the confines of its packaging, beats, references, and lyrics which never grow old. And I can’t forget the $22 I paid at Sam Goody for their Hello Nasty CD the week it came out. An album I played over and over again (much like Tim McGraw & Nelly) in the den on my Sega Saturn cause I had no idea where to get a damn CD player as a 10 year old. It’s always terribly sad to see a childhood hero pass away but the amount of respect that I know will pour in for this well deserved artist and group cheers me up. Much respect to the Beastie Boys for showing me how to be a fan and why I should be a fan of any artist I appreciate. And thank you for bringing rap music to the money making mainstream when the world thought it was bullshit.