I know I posted the whole album a year or so back but felt the need to append it with this sweet CD maxi-single. Not only is it the two best songs on the record but is includes full instrumental versions as well for all you aspiring rappers out there stuck in traffic. Enjoy.
Showing posts with label PHAROAHE MONCH. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PHAROAHE MONCH. Show all posts
Monday, April 21, 2014
Monchhichi
I know I posted the whole album a year or so back but felt the need to append it with this sweet CD maxi-single. Not only is it the two best songs on the record but is includes full instrumental versions as well for all you aspiring rappers out there stuck in traffic. Enjoy.
Labels:
PHAROAHE MONCH,
RAP
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Pussy's All That
I hadn't heard of Red Hot Lover Tone until I grudgingly dropped some bucks for M.C. Serch's mediocre post-3rd Bass solo effort Return Of The Product. Jesus how fucking white can I be? Regardless, his pretty cool tune "Back To The Grill" featured a bunch of other rappers who were totally eclipsed by a young Red Hot Lover Tone. His first eponymous album is pretty fucking good but I thought I'd link his second effort, 1995's #1 Player. A little more mellow then his initial LP, Player is a lot smoother and the best material features a bunch of other rappers including Big Daddy Kane ("In The Game") and the Notorious B.I.G. and Pharoahe Monch ("4 My Peeps"). It's amazing hearing BDK sound better then he ever did and Biggie fucking destroys as usual. Solid second (and final) album by a rapper who probably came along just a year too late...
Labels:
PHAROAHE MONCH,
RAP,
RED HOT LOVER TONE
Friday, May 3, 2013
Get the fuck up...
Amazingly still out-of-print thanks to record company ownership bullshit, Pharoahe Monch's debut stands as the last great rap record of the 90's. Not only is it ridiculously sleazy, offensive and fucking hilarious, Monch breaks out as an amazingly tight rapper, immediately comparable to Eminem (then basking in his "My Name Is" glow). Of course the standout track is "Simon Says" - sampling an old Godzilla (Mothra?) opening anthem to maximum effect - Monch creates a song you could freestyle to for hours. Other standouts include "Behind Closed Doors," "The Next Shit" and "Rape". Even the sort-of silly "The Ass" raises a dry smile as the least cynical track on the album. Featuring the instantly forgettable (but ample) Apani B. Fly - the song is reminiscent of Cube's "It's A Man's Word" as Monch and Fly one-up another on what the other side really wants. My only real complaint about Internal Affairs is the annoying "BuckBuckBuckBuck!" sample of his local borough boys that he drops way too many times. We get it Mr. Monch... Queens represent!
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Currently watching: Alligator
Currently listening to: Guns 'N' Roses Appetite For Destruction
Labels:
PHAROAHE MONCH,
RAP
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