My favorite Griselda Record’s songs to date

Buffalo New York home of the Buffalo Bills, and the second largest city in the state of New York. A city that’s more genetically connected to midwestern cities like Cleveland and Detroit. Its a city that always described, the way someone describes a woman that is past her prime. A city that was once the shit but slowly slid into gritty decline and became a city know more for how hard it is to live there than anything. With all this in mind a good friend of mine, one of the few friends whose taste in music I trust excitedly … Continue reading My favorite Griselda Record’s songs to date

Making Sense is Overrated: A case for so-called Mumble Rap

Making sense, is overrated. Often times when art takes its next step, the next step always involves throwing out, the very idea of “what made sense previously”.  The previous rule book always has to be reinvent the very foundations of what it means to express a clear and well defined idea in an art form.  In Hip-Hop the old heads decry the death of real rap,  that make sense, but they forget when rap came out no fan of Marvin Gaye, Curtis Mayfield or Led Zepplin, seriously thought rap made sense.   Rap as a form of expression has always … Continue reading Making Sense is Overrated: A case for so-called Mumble Rap

My personal Dj History: Part I

Today being a Dj, is probably more popular than being in a band. The line between Dj, Collector, Taste maker and Curator, is constantly blurring.  EDM Djs are making more money than bands, fist bumping and doing molly is more popular than ever. Underground dance culture has evolved into big business. All the while I have continued doing my little part as a Dj both on the airwaves at a college station in Cleveland Ohio, As a dj of live events in and around Cleveland and as a vinyl collector and music curator. My first forays into Dj culture began … Continue reading My personal Dj History: Part I

On Watching Get Out

The movie get out was terrifying because it managed to capture in a very real way the sort of psychic terror that comes from being a minority. I am African and as such many Americans sort of acted like I was completely unaware of race in America, by race in America I mean its historical, social and political implications. Sadly for some I was very aware if not in some ways more aware. I grew up gorging on copious amounts of American film and television, I remember being terrified watching “Mississippi Burning” or “A time to kill”. I was aware … Continue reading On Watching Get Out

Just Watched “The Post”

Just came from watching the Spielberg’s  movie “The Post” and lord it left me feeling good. I went into undergrad firmly wanting to be a journalist, and this was the source of much discontent among relatives and parents. My parents in truth where cool about it, one of my aunts viewed it as a kind of cop out. Yet I knew better, I loved to write, I admired the Journalists and I admired magazines, Newspapers and Broadcast Journalists. The most fun I had in college involved playing pretend Journalist at my college newspaper, at my college radio station and working … Continue reading Just Watched “The Post”

Taste Buds: Why I love dance music

Series of essays which explore out loud how my musical taste buds have evolved   Hip-Hop started with the DJ as the central character in the story and now in 2018, the Dj is back with a vengeance. The DJ is exiting today in the form of the beat-maker, the producer and the instrumentalist. In the last decade the beat-maker and DJ has come front and center as my central musical inspiration. When I think of my musical icons of the decade I think of Flying Lotus, Dilla, Moodymann, Motor City Drum Ensemble and cats like Theo Parrish. These acts … Continue reading Taste Buds: Why I love dance music

As a Person from a Shit-Hole Country

Donald Trumps sentiment is shared by a lot of people. Whenever I had to tell people where I was from (one of the aforementioned shithole countries), I would get two reactions, one would be a reaction registering that they assumed my upbringing included living in a Slum, going through a Slum Dog millionaire existence. The other expression was gladness that I had escaped the drab misery of life in a shit-hole and landed myself a chance to live in the land of milk and honey.  I hated these reactions so much for the longest time. Trumps comments reflect two ideas … Continue reading As a Person from a Shit-Hole Country