“MCA is one of the only figures in hiphop to acknowledge moral mistakes he made in the past while trying to correct them as he moved forward. Have you ever seen a legendary musician apologize to females for the negative bullshit they spit on record? Ever? This guy did and he kept it moving. He attached himself to honorable causes and continued to help make classic albums with the Beasties. I can only imagine how devastated those guys are right now. They were best friends for so long.”—Sage Francis on the passing of Adam Yauch (via rljd)
I feel like falling headfirst into a pit full of spikes coated with poison off the back of a Poison Dart Frog, commonly found in central and south america. Is that what y’all bitches going HAM over and shit? Nah. I tried to give it a chance and now that I have, I can officially say that the Hunger Games can hold my dick.
Tell Katfish and Peeta Bread or whatever the fuck those bitches names are that I said that.
As part of the Coral Reef curriculum [Earl Sweatshirt] also performed community service, spending time working at Samoa Victim Support Group, a center for survivors of sexual abuse, including children.
“That was a pivotal moment,” he said one afternoon at Bristol Farms, a supermarket near his manager’s office. One of the things [he] had been prized for as a rapper was his extreme imagery, bordering on vile. “You can detach imagery from words,” he said, adding that he “never actually pictured” the things he rapped about.
By the time he began working at the center, “I had already come to the conclusion that I was done talking about” that sort of subject matter, he said, but coming face to face with young people who had suffered in that way was overwhelming. “There’s nothing that you can — there’s no — you can’t evade the — there’s no defense for like — if you have any ounce of humanity,” he said, the feeling swallowing the words.
Jon Caramanica writing on Earl Sweatshirt (Thebe Kgositsile), the member of Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All who got sent to a program for at-risk-youth in Samoa when his parents got worried about the content of his raps, for the New York Times.
Jeff in Pittsburgh sent me this article when I almost rhetorically asked the world if Earl had stopped rapping about sexual assault for shock value. This seems to answer my question in an encouraging way?
Now if we can just hear him on something other than shitty Tyler beats…
Don’t know what’s worse: friendzone or simply knowing that you can’t be with someone regardless of friendzone status, but this is irrelevant to me because I’m actively dealing with both at the same time right now.