To close out February, The Mega Late Show took over this week’s track picks. If you haven’t heard Tokyo’s number one hip-hop podcast, The Mega Late Show is available on all streaming platforms. They had me on the show a while back, here. In exchange, they did two exclusive TMG mixtapes here, and here. As guest editors, Mega and Late of MLS put together some treats. Mega’s picks are relatives of a family tree while Late highlights some slept on …
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Last month Tokyo partygoers got laced by not one, but two Speakeasy TYO events. The first one on October 7th, at RIDE, featured one of the Godfathers of Hip-Hop, producer and DJ, Marley Marl. That night was an historical one and everybody, breakers, dancers, lovers, toddlers, and head boppers got turnt up. The second joint, on October 28 was Halloween on roller skates. Held at Tokyo Dome Roller Skating Arena, DJ Daruma (PKCZ) & Jommy and Shioriybradshaw were the featured …
It’s been a minute…. Just got back from the beach. I’ve been working on three short stories. One’s about a gathering. Another one’s about the 2011 earthquake. The third is about pennies for a thought or giving one’s two cents. They have been almost done, scrapped, rewritten, yelled at, sighed over, laughed about, and reborn. They’re fucking getting there. My latest article for Tokyo Weekender just got up, “Japanese hip-hop has sectioned itself off.” Most of the people in this piece …
Wrote an article about hip-hop in Japan for Tokyo Weekender (July issue). Pick up a copy here. Its not online yet, but I’ll let you know when it gets up. Thank you to the cats that took the time to talk to me. I interviewed a lot of heads for this piece, but unfortunately everybody couldn’t be included. My original idea was about Tokyo’s foreign pillars of hip-hop, but after interviewing various figures, my focus shifted. No matter the subject, …
Last year my daughter, Kantra forced me to pick up my crown. For many nights, on my knees, helping my four-year-old get dressed for bed, at eye level she’d tell me, “I’m a Princess. Mommie is Mommie Queeen and you’re Daddy King.” We could be in a grocery store aisle and out of her pocket she pulls rocks, rose pedals, acorns, and handfuls of sand. She got a bike for Christmas and a remote control car. In the last few …
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