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Monday, April 23, 2007
 

 

It's rather impossible to catch every awesome album that comes out, but I am kicking myself over missing the release of Black Milk's latest effort, Popular Demand.  The disc dropped last month courtesy of Fat Beat Records, and from what I am hearing, it is Mr. Curtis Cross' best yet.  The Detroit rapper is as old as I am, 23, but has already managed to become an accomplished producer and emcee, whereas I have this blog.  Clearly, it doesn't quite equal out but I am happy to say that my site does have a nice color scheme and a half ton of badass music.  Anyway, I think Curtis is pretty much the new Mos Def and will inevitably take over the underground hip hop world in no time.  I doubt that I could possibly recommend a bandwagon to jump on more than his.  Enjoy.

:Black Milk - Pressure:  "If greatest had a sound I would sound exact." Curtis has a knack for throwing out some high quality lyrical gems, and to be honest there is some part of me that wants of me to just transcribe the whole damn song in this space.  I'm not entirely insane though, so I won't.  You just need to make sure you download this as quick as possible.

:Black Milk - Sound The Alarm (Featuring Guilty Simpson):  I believe that this was the first single released off the new album.  It's a raucous track that has big fun beat and Curtis lets loose a bit since he wants to make sure you get out of you chair when it comes on.  On the other hand, how could you not get up and move around with a chorus like "Hands to the sky/Get em' high/Call out for help/This shit is wild."


On a grindhouse related side note, I
watched Death Race 2000 this weekend.  The movie featured David Carradine, as the scarred Frankenstein, and Sylvester Stallone, as the bat-shit crazy Machinegun Joe, in a road race where you kill people for points.  I think it was one of the most bizarre things that I have ever seen, especially since it was essentially about reality TV gone awry.

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