Today I made a closet.

A lil makeshift thing in a lil nook in the basement.
I dunno ..
I just wanted to.
But I like it.

Love,
Filthy.

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment >>> Kingdom Come

I'm listening to Snoop's new solo and while it's not great it has some stellar moments. On 'Think About It'' snoop is spitting with so much more hunger than Jay does on any of Kingdom Come. the baseline on 'Crazy' is so sloppy and leans like a motherfucker, funky as all hell. Why did Nottz sample the bath scene from Coming To America?? why is the E-40, MC Eiht, Golide, Dogg Pound collabo slap so hard? I wonder if Rick Rock did this beat? And why am I in love with the Dr Dre/Snoop/D'Angelo's 'Imagine'?

On the flip side Jay's Kingdom Come is .. EH. Don't get me wrong it's not a terrible album but damnit, I'm selfish and I want some dope music. I love the title track and 30 something. Aside from that 'The Prelude' is cool. 'Lost Ones' is decent. Trouble is not bad and I don't hate 'Show Me What You Got' .. but I do HATE the Neptune produced, Usher/Pharrell featuring 'Anything'. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it. And 'Hollywood' with Beyonce isn't any better. I do give credit where credit is due and I think that Chris Martin, of Coldplay fame, produced 'Beach Chair' is a nice step away from the norm. I'm not sold on the song just yet but at least I can appreciate the fact that he was pushing himself in a different direction.

All in all, Tha Blue Carpet Treatment is not a great album but it sure is fun as all hell.

Wish Jay woulda gave us something fun.

Now I'm waiting for In My Mind 2.0.

Polaroids.

I have 131. I owe Mec a few. But I gotta get rolling on some more. So
look out cause I'm gonna dig the camera out and if I haven't gotten you already then I'mma get you soon. Look out.

Love,
Filthy.

Dear Jay Z, Sa Ra and Bilal:

THIS is how you make a song about Hollywood.
Damnit.

Love,
Me.

Black Soap Palace.

Parliament Funkadelic has the best song titles ever. For example ..

Loose Booty
America Eats Its Young
Miss Lucifer's Love
Nappy Dugout
Cosmic Slop
Free Your Mind And Your Ass Will Follow
Hardcore Jollies
You Scared The Lovin' Out Of Me
Good To Your Earhole
Be My Beach
No Head No Backstage Pass
Maggot Brain
Hit It and Quit It
Super Stupid
One Nation Under A Groove
PE Squade/Doo Doo Chasers
Standing On The Verge Of Getting It On
Jimmy's Got A Little Bit Of Bitch In Him
Butt-To-Butt Resuscitation
Take Your Dead Ass Home! (Say Som'n Nasty)
The Electric Spanking Of War Babies
Freak Of The Week
Big Footin'
Mothership Connection
Common Law Wife
Up For The Down Stroke
I Call My Baby Pussycat
Bop Gun (Endangered Species)
The Placebo Syndrome
FLASHLIGHT!
Mr. Wiggles
(You're A Fish And I'm A) Water Sign
Motor Booty Affair
Pin The Tail On The Funky
May We Bang You
New Doo Review

How can you not love these cats?
How can you not?

Love,
Filthy.

Saturday night.

I'm not a fan of partying on weekends in nyc. But my buddies Mr. Brook D'Leau and Ms. Jack Davey were in town so Bella and me decided to go check it out. So we make it out to the show out at PS1 and the door is a mess. We're outside forever before we just decide to call it a loss. I should told Jack to get me on the list with my dumbass.
So then I get a call from BikeMaker's homie B and she tells me that the same thing is going on at canal room for the CIA's lil shindig, so we decide to call it a night.
We end up stretched out on the couch, eating popeye's and indulging in HerbalRemedyTea. I saw a few episodes of City of Men while Bella fell in and out of sleep. And to be quite honest, I couldn't think of a better way to spend my saturday night.
I like fried chicken.

Love,
Filthy.

Quote of the day.

"I want to write the great American choose-your-own-adventure novel."

© Harmony Korine

The Basketball Diaries.

Funny how sometimes you mention something, like a movie you haven't seen
in a long time, and it pops up somewhere around you.
Sometime this weekend, Bella and I were talking big name actors and their choice of roles. We both had the same thought about Leonardo DiCaprio, great talent but for some reason he hasn't really done much to move us in awhile. Of course, The Basketball Diaries came up in that convo. His performance as Jim Carroll left me in awe of his acting chops but after that I was rarely blown away.
Yes, his roles as Howard Hughes in The Aviator, Frank Abagnale in Catch Me If You Can and Amsterdam Vallon in Gangs Of New York are worthy of praise, but they just didn't grab me the way that Jim Carroll's tormented and talented junkie did.
So it's 1.30am and I'm laying down, getting ready to call it a night when I come across The Basketball Diaries during the opening credits. So my ass stayed up watching this and jesus I'd forget just how good Leo was in this film. I need to buy this on dvd asap. And to think I started writing a blog about my weekend (weekend blog coming up next) and then this came along.
So thanks to Leo, poetry and heroin I'm up at damn near 4am. And I doubt I'll be going to bed anytime soon cause I'm in the mood to watch Team America.

Love,
Filthy.

PS - I can't wait to see Blood Diamond!

CMJ Week, NYC.

It wasn't as hectic as I thought it would be. Well I guess that's kind of a lie since my ass didn't go out too much. I went to Track's Oxy Cottontail performance, Floss @ 88 Delancey, Tanya Morgan @ Southpaw, East Village Radio on friday night, Kid Sister @ Knitting Factory and Tiombe @ 88 Delancey.

That may seem like a lot to do in a week but if you considered that there were a million events per day then you'll see that my ass was a bit of a shut in. But regardless, it was a fun week. Got to hangout with a ton of folk I hadn't seen in awhile, meet some folk for the first time and kick it with a few that I seem to be around quite often. So here's the CMJ roll call ..

DJ Lindsey, DJ Myles and the helpful folk at the soho grand .. I'm coming back Lindsey! Tanya Morgan, Che Grand, Loud Minority, iM, A-Trak, Kid Sister, Flosstradamus (byya!), Nick Catchdubs, Mark Ronson with the crisp trench, Daniel Merriweather, Ms. Safia, Wan, NorthernArc, The Carps, Mama Mec, Ms. Preston, Jnel St. Sophisticated, Spec Boogie, Pepper, Dwine, Kenny, Scott Free, Angelo, Jeru, Elucid, Audible Treats, Aeon, FWMJ, Adrian Martinez, Biscuit Jenkins, Ms. Asya, OxyRoxy, The Bay @ Sway, Ms. Court, Dan Solo, Waajeed, Ms. Lockhart (where the hell was Saadiq??), Ms. Jackie, Ms. Fashion Maven Niki with the fly and sexy trench, and the gal with the bad ass trench outside the soho grand.

And of course, Trackademicks, Mike Baker and DJ Tap 10 of my new team, The Honor Roll.

If I forgot anyone its not cause I hatecha, its cause my memory is the worst. But thanks for making it a fun week, even if my ass ain't come out much.

Love,
Filthy.

PS - Brook and Jack, y'all were missed.
PPS - Remember everyone, trenchcoats are sexy.

This ..

Is an inside joke.

Hehehehe.

Love,
Filthy.

Dom Likes Powdered Colors.

Yes he does.

Love,
Filthy.

My Build-A-Bear Is Gangsta.

He will end you.

Don't be shook ..
Bitch.

Love,
Filthy.

eleventeen random thoughts.

wun. my hands smelled like lotion on the train ride home last night.
too. shortbus was good.
tree. the older i get the more i dislike spike lee films.
fore. i still love do the right thing tho .. and malcolm x.
phife. northern cali, brooklynati.
sex. no.
se'm. why did i watch diary of a mad black woman?
ate. max brenner's is heaven.
nove. can someone please tell shemar moore to stop breathing?
tin. why was jennifer beals so damn sexy in flashdance?
eleventeen. you ever wonder, that if life were a movie, what part would you be living right now? end? beginning? middle? i mean the movie doesn't necessarily have to show your whole life .. would your life be sequel worthy?

If I were a recording artist ..

.. I'd be Devin The Dude. I'm sitting here, at 4am, listening to "Just Tryin' Ta' Live" and "To Tha Extreme" and I gotta say, no matter how many times I hear this stuff it still strikes a nerve. Its so fun and so honest and soooo innapropriate .. And of course, with shit like Zeldar, its very weird. But if you know me then you know I embrace weird fun innapropriate shit that's an honest reflection of someone..

So if I were a recording artist, I'd definitely be Devin. If you don't get why then you need to go do your research and get up on it cause this music is as fly as they come.

Word.

Love,
Filthy.

Drive Slow, Homie.

We went into the Oakland Hills yesterday with Cheesecake Vic. Now only a
few of you will understand what that's like. Mittens and Spreadsheet get
it .. And now, Von Pea and Donwill do too. Up on these slim winding
roads. Doing 50-80 mph. Looking over a cliff on one side of the road.
Half with guard rails, half without.

"Shits scary son" © dave chappelle

Don was all up in the corner of the back seat, in the fetal position.
Von was visibly bothered but he ain't cry .. that much. All in all shit
was fun as hell and I only made the above face 2 or 3 times.

The moral of the story is that um ...

Uh ..

I forgot.

Hi Maria.

Love,
Filthy.

Press Skip.

So we got a chance to hear diddy's press play about a week ago and lawd lawd lawd. Its like listening to an album made by someone with a multiple personality disorder. Waaaaay too many unnatural flows in one album. His pharoahe monch flow on the future is painful to listen to. Now i know that quite a few people, from pharoahe to royce to common to black thought wrote on this album but does it have to sound so disjointed? i guess what i'm wondering is if he had to sound so much like the artist that wrote for him. if he couldn't have added his own flair to the flow so that it didn't sound like diddy copying a bunch of styles. It was just a very odd album to take in and while I'm not mad at it, I didn't enjoy it as much as I expected to .. But that's not saying much.

I hope kingdom come is better.

Love,
Filthy.

Eleventeen Things I Miss About NYC.

Won. - Brevoort.
Too. - The family.
Tree. - Homies.
Fore. - Walking.
Phife. - My music.
Sex. - Yes.
Seh'm. - Layered clothing.
Ate. - Mama's home cookin'.
Nove. - Pizza!
Tin. - Autumn.
Eleventeen. - Broadway n Houston.

Love,
Filthy.

SubScript.

And of course a big thank you to Aileen and Rebeca @ Triple 5 Soul for
not only hooking me up with tons of T5S gear but for introducing me to
their SubScript line. Its a far cry from the T5S line and I'm loving it.
I had, as vasha would call it, the pussy pink hendrix vine shirt (which
I love!) but with this latest arrival of fits they've sent me distressed
materials which are dope as shit. It feels like second skin. Soft ass
fabrics and they fit fantastically. If I had my own streetwear line it'd
be kinda like this.

Now I want some boateng.

Love,
Filthy.

TRUE.

Thanks to Spanks and everyone at TRUE east, in walnut creek. Y'all are great and we appreciate the love and fits. Please skate thru the store whenever you're in the bay, y'all won't regret it.

TRUE.
Where y'all FIRST got fresh.

Love,
Filthy.

PS- Please .. Someone get me those orange, green and white bo jacksons!

Love,
Filthy.

I hate donwill's hat.

I hate it forever.
Fuck you donwill.

Love,
Filthy.