Showing posts with label Mos Def. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mos Def. Show all posts

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Hot Sh!t: MosDub


The interweb is very kind. It gives us news, varying opinions not owned by major corporations, amateur porn, amateur celebrity-porn, regular porn, porn-kabobs, and some pulled porn-sandwiches. But it also gives us terabyte upon terabyte of free music.

One of Reno's favorite examples of this is the famed mash-up. Generally a mix of two relatively mainstream artists, collaborated only in the mind of an aspiring DJ.

Of course, since it is the internet, you must drudge through piles of garbage to find gold, but that's what the fucks down at your local DiaryofFools office are here for.

DJ Max Tannone has certainly provided something just short of summertime brilliance when he created his latest mashup, MOSDUB (www.mosdub.com) Tannone takes some of the best Mos Def rhymes ever assembled, and effortlessly (read:sexually) melds them with some HOT Reggae/Dub beats. The result...well, just listen for yourself.

The download is free, and so are the ear-boners you will have to hide from your boss when you are blasting this baby on your cubicle headphones.

Enjoy!
DOWNLOAD HERE

Friday, June 12, 2009

Friday Funk: Mos Def

"Quiet Dog Bite Hard"

"Umi Says" aka, one of the best songs ever.

And a great freestyle, because thats the kind of beautiful shit we love here at the Diary.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Happiness… it's GANGSTA!



by Blaine Fridley, Disciple of the word according to Mos Def and Ziggy Stardust



Lately, I've been in a rut. Can't really pinpoint a reason for it, though.

My guess?

Probably a combination of headlines filled with news about war, terrorism, rampant foreclosures, disgusting displays of corporate greed rewarded with taxpayer bailouts and the Great Depression II mixed with 15 minutes of natural light a day and the Timberwolves playing like a 40-and-up rec. league team from Shaboygan sponsored by Bob "Three-Fingers" Kozlowski's Fireworks and Cheese Emporium.

It's all enough to extend your case of the Mondays right through Sunday evening. 

Then, this morning for some reason, I remembered an interview I read a few years back in Complex Magazine with David Bowie and Mos Def.

The interviewer asked them both if artists are more affected by what's going on in the world, which led to this exchange:

Mos: It's like Jay-Z said: 'I just read a magazine article that fucked up my day.' That shit will happen to you several times within a day in the climate we're living in. You turn on the TV and some kid's getting shot. Just fucking reading the news, I'm like, That hurt my feelings. I need a drink now. That's when you start being like, 'Well, just fuck it all.' The test in life nowadays is just trying to keep yourself charged up with enough good feeling. It's like, 'Ok what am I going to do to feel really good today?' Not like, some chick or a drink -

David: Absolutely.

Mos: You say, 'What am I going to do to feel good, for real?' Because to me, it's like happiness is about happiness, but happiness is a fight.

David: You've got to validate every day. There are those who just put a stamp on it and say, 'This is gonna be a good day and I'm not gonna let anything else make it a bad day.'

Mos: Fuck it. Yeah.

David: And I don't need drugs to do it.

Mos: Yeah, yeah. Don't need no booze or no bullshit like that. And to me, that's gangsta. That's hardcore! Like you said, 'I'm gonna feel good.'


So, when you feel yourself succumbing to all the negativity around you, the advice to pull yourself out of the gutter is simple: Get gangsta. Get hardcore. Get happy.

After all, it's a short ride, DoFers.