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73 hours in Kingston, JA. ?? Dec, 2012. #tbt

73 hours in Kingston, JA. ?? Dec, 2012. #tbt

73 hours in Kingston, JA. ?? Dec, 2012. #tbt

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So much so that, even as hip-hop had supplanted the medium as my central preoccupation in high school, when the guys at ego trip first asked me if I was interested in writing about music (during my intern interview, Valentines Day, 1997) I kinda shrugged and said,

*AIR HORN!* As a kid all I wanted to do was make comic books. So Read More

Happy birthday @deirdremaloney! This year can’t possibly be as challenging as the la—you know what, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Here’s to another incredible year for my greatest love, best partner and the girls’s internationally acclaimed and board certified Mother of all Mothers. We love you so much and are so grateful that we get to weather these tumultuous times together.

Happy birthday @deirdremaloney! This year can’t possibly be as Read More

RIP Ricky Powell. Man... This is tough. Ricky was a real NYC legend. As a teenager I watched Rappin' With The Rickster on public access religiously, so you can imagine how excited I was when, like 2 weeks into my high school internship at @egotripland, I got sent to Ricky's crib to pick up photos for his column. When I got there, instead of just handing me the envelop, Ricky asked me if I smoked—which, uh, yeah—and then invited me in. To sit on a weird stool. And talk about the Knicks in the 70s. While he DJ'd rare grooves, showed me mad negatives, and juggled multiple lit joints. Eventually he paused to remark on how young I looked. Which, fair, I was 17. Then he exclaims,

RIP Ricky Powell. Man... This is tough. Ricky was a real NYC legend. As a teenager I watched Rappin' With The Rickster on public access religiously, so you can imagine how excited I was when, like 2 weeks into my high school internship at @egotripland, I got sent to Ricky's crib to pick up photos for his column. When I got there, instead of just handing me the envelop, Ricky asked me if I smoked—which, uh, yeah—and then invited me in. To sit on a weird stool. And talk about the Knicks in the 70s. While he DJ'd rare grooves, showed me mad negatives, and juggled multiple lit joints. Eventually he paused to remark on how young I looked. Which, fair, I was 17. Then he exclaims,

RIP Ricky Powell. Man... This is tough. Ricky was a real NYC legend. As a teenager I watched Rappin' With The Rickster on public access religiously, so you can imagine how excited I was when, like 2 weeks into my high school internship at @egotripland, I got sent to Ricky's crib to pick up photos for his column. When I got there, instead of just handing me the envelop, Ricky asked me if I smoked—which, uh, yeah—and then invited me in. To sit on a weird stool. And talk about the Knicks in the 70s. While he DJ'd rare grooves, showed me mad negatives, and juggled multiple lit joints. Eventually he paused to remark on how young I looked. Which, fair, I was 17. Then he exclaims,

RIP Ricky Powell. Man... This is tough. Ricky was a real NYC lege Read More

Bury me with a cassette of To The Death. #tbt

Bury me with a cassette of To The Death. #tbt

Bury me with a cassette of To The Death. #tbt

Bury me with a cassette of To The Death. #tbt

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

Thinking more about DOOM and rereading that story this afternoon I was reminded of a detail I neglected to mention. When he picked me up at the train he found me doodling in my sketch book. A couple of hours later we all went to kick it in his bedroom so that he could play some 4-track demos and dub a cassette for me to take home. While the music played he asked if he could draw in my book. I, of course, said yes and passed it to him with a couple pens and markers. He scribbled and we listened and then he scribbled and we talked. This was a couple of years before he’d even put out a 12” with artwork, let alone cast the mask, but it was clear that he knew where he was going. And that really speaks to the impressiveness of DOOM’s vision. From the first KMD album, every oeuvre in his catalogue is a complete and unique thought with its own sound, style, narrative, and aesthetic. And it was all him. Anyhow, listening to DOOM’s records with @bahr_none all day and thinking about that evening in ‘97 sent me into the basement to dig up my old sketch book to revisit his work, and the photos I took of him and his crew that were tucked in the back.

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Happy New Years! ?

Happy New Years! ?

Happy New Years! ?

Happy New Years! ?

When I was 18 @egotripland sent me on assignment to Long Beach, Long Island to interview the recently rechristened MF DOOM. He had just dropped the “Dead Bent” 12” on @stretchandbobbito’s Fondle Em Records and hadn’t done an interview in 4 years, since the rollout of the second KMD album. In the intervening years his brother passed, Elektra dropped the group, and Zev Love X had reinvented himself as the motherf*cking super villain. I still remember him and his boys scooping me at the LIRR station (after a cool 2 hours waiting alone) on BMX bikes and DOOM riding me back to his folks place on the handle bars and front pegs of his bike. His mom had dog eared copies of his Yo!MTV Raps cards magneted to the refrigerator door. We chilled at his place all night drinking and smoking and (me) trying to learn how to play spades. And I took a bunch of pictures of him and the crew on a disposable camera for the feature. Then he and I went to the beach alone and conducted the interview. It was dark and it was heavy, and frankly, at 18 I was not ready to really go there. But we did. And the interview ran in the GangStarr issue of ego trip a couple months later. Since then I’ve watched in awe as DOOM went from a backpack legend to an avant-garde cult icon to arguably one of the most influential and emulated artists of his generation. I’d always hoped to reconnect with him as an adult, but it seems that will unfortunately never happen. Rest in power, DOOM, you did it exactly how you wanted, how everyone told you not to, and it changed music forever. Thank you for the hospitality, the time and the tunes, and all inspiration you gave to me, all your fans and all the artists in your wake. ?

When I was 18 @egotripland sent me on assignment to Long Beach, Long Island to interview the recently rechristened MF DOOM. He had just dropped the “Dead Bent” 12” on @stretchandbobbito’s Fondle Em Records and hadn’t done an interview in 4 years, since the rollout of the second KMD album. In the intervening years his brother passed, Elektra dropped the group, and Zev Love X had reinvented himself as the motherf*cking super villain. I still remember him and his boys scooping me at the LIRR station (after a cool 2 hours waiting alone) on BMX bikes and DOOM riding me back to his folks place on the handle bars and front pegs of his bike. His mom had dog eared copies of his Yo!MTV Raps cards magneted to the refrigerator door. We chilled at his place all night drinking and smoking and (me) trying to learn how to play spades. And I took a bunch of pictures of him and the crew on a disposable camera for the feature. Then he and I went to the beach alone and conducted the interview. It was dark and it was heavy, and frankly, at 18 I was not ready to really go there. But we did. And the interview ran in the GangStarr issue of ego trip a couple months later. Since then I’ve watched in awe as DOOM went from a backpack legend to an avant-garde cult icon to arguably one of the most influential and emulated artists of his generation. I’d always hoped to reconnect with him as an adult, but it seems that will unfortunately never happen. Rest in power, DOOM, you did it exactly how you wanted, how everyone told you not to, and it changed music forever. Thank you for the hospitality, the time and the tunes, and all inspiration you gave to me, all your fans and all the artists in your wake. ?

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