Verbals by A to the L Lloyd Banks – My House (G-Unit / Interscope)
The first single from Banks’ sophomore effort “Rotten Apple” sees 50’s right hand man link up with Timbaland with fairly lacklustre results. Its not really a good combination – Banks’ pedestrian flow and gruff voice sit awkwardly over Timbo’s average beat, and the absence of any kind of memorable hook practically ensures that this will not make any kind of lasting imprint on the average TRL kid. Its the Mobb Deep syndrome all over again innit? RATING – 5 / 10
OCD International HQ
Rob Sonic sat around the OCD HQ with a cup of coffee in front of him, As he slowly poured a healthy serving of whiskey into it, he looked around him. Mike Relmn, Gray Kid, along with the OCD staff sat to his left while on monitors to his right were the people of the Money Fight, Cassettes Won’t Listen and Kid Loco (whose transmission looked smoky at best.) All Rob could think was, “how the fuck did I get into this?”
Tonight (Thursday) or tomorrow (Friday) depending on your timezone 😉 I will be dropping a 1 hr mix on the man Mistajam’s BBC 1Xtra show. Those who’d like to partake in some Southern crunkishness mixed with Bay Area hyphy-ness are cordially invited to listen in.
My webhost is on their period, and thus this site may go through some issues over the next week. Somehow they’ve managed to break my comments section, so that if anyone posts a comment they’re left at a blank page instead of coming back to the post they commented on. Don’t worry too much if that happens though – your comments ARE getting published. This is complete pish though.
So I’ve got the guts of this new look sorted out at last. There’s still a few graphical things I want to mess with when I get time, but the basic workings of this thing are now in place and working (I hope.)
Not that it will be of much interest to many of our ‘Yankee’ readership, but I’m picking Spain for the World Cup. (Yes… ‘soccer’… you know that thing that the rest of the world call ‘football’? Where the 22 men chase the little bag of wind around a patch of grass and wear short shorts? The sport only women seem to play over here? I’m forgetting myself anyway – Heat vs Mavs is on tomorrow night anyway, so the watercooler talk will be all about that with most of you dicks guys, and not how Wayne Rooney’s busted foot is healing up.)