Back from his noneymoon, J meets his inbox head-on and finds a pretty huge batch of dope songs. Check ‘m out.
Dukes feels like a Luddite when it comes to the home cinemas and their misguided speaker sets. Hearing Tie-Fighters fly from all directions is nice, but when it comes to tunes, that stuff is either mono or stereo. After all, you got two ears, not 5.1 ears.
‘Classics Revisited’ is back for a second season, and we’d like to hear from you which albums should be included.
Rocking 4XL pants and knowing every Cormega guest-verse by heart isn’t gonna get you paid nor does it get you laid. So what’s a young hip-hop head living in an economic meltdown to do?
18 Years after its release, ‘The Infamous’ is still one of the greatest rap albums of all time. Dukes can explain you exactly why, and if you disagree he will mean-mug you until you until you cry, ya lil’ half-way crook.
In honor of Ghostface Killah dropping his new album this week, we forced Dukes to finally explain why he thinks that Ghostface is the greatest rapper of all time.
Dukes never listens to the fat cop unless it’s unavoidable, but he does have some questions about the controversy over Rick Ross’ rape lyrics, and other aspects of selective outrage in society.
Dukes spent his Easter weekend camped out in front of the TV for an A-Team marathon, which made him reflect on the relation between Hollywood’s action flick classics and the Cold War.
Buying an ugly bracelet from a fraudulent cyclist does not equal a donation. It’s called trade, transaction, not charity, and Dukes has had his fill.
Dukes’ his writing frequency has taken a dip due to hangovers and worries about moving out of his beloved crackie Red Light district, but the primary reason for his self-inflicted hermit phase is another one – it’s studio time again!
With the annual frustration over MTV’s popularity chart fresh in our memory, we decided we could bemoan the state of things as they are, or take it upon ourselves to prove we could do it…
Hip-hop probably has one of the unhealthiest ways of reminiscing over the dead. Every year this becomes painfully obvious whenever the date of Pac or Biggie’s passing comes up…