Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Evolution of Hip-Hop # what

See here is when I am proud to present some new shit.
Some different shit, that you probly never heard of.
 And it is on the subject of hip-hop in the context of the evolution of hip-hop as seen through representations of hip-hop in other countries.
Just about the opposite of the gritty variety of hip-hop I generally listen to get me through my disheveled existance.
Because I am not over here trying to win an argument on the definition of "Real hip-hop," I am choosing to observe hip-hop's influence on other countries and to show and prove that hip-hop is an effective medium of communication between different cultures of the world.
And hey, as far as hip-hop in the woods, She qualifies.


 In fact she be killin it softly at any cypha in the woods.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Can't Find No Heaven

So in case you were wondering...DPQ is still as disheveled as ever.
Like on the deep tip. Cuz I haven't been sloppy drunk since....Thursday. ok not that long ago.
But no, on a deep tip, in my heart, I have been really asking myself, what do you love?
We know I haven't loved a man except once in my life and the only thing left from that feeling is the sorrow that's left when the letters stop coming. So, we know I don't love no man.
Aside from my child, like, what do I love? Even in music, which I know I love.
I know I said I loved Juicy's mixtape, but I mean on a deeper level.....LOVE.
Then I heard this last night. And I really Love Skip James' voice.
Love Love Love Love
thing is, I think it is also the way this version is mastered. Cuz I did me a little evening with Skip James last night and turns out, I love love love this particular recording.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Trippy Mane

Remember how I was sayin that I was keepin my eyes open for a Tony sighting since I get all nostalgic in Fall? And then in walked Tony's brother?
Well now the universe is just going too far. Last night I was working and in walks a Tony look alike.
He was setting up the lighting for a big ole party with a live Jazz band.. So you know, lots of hard work and heavy lifting with a little bit of creativity mixed in...I was definitely trippin.
Couldn't keep my eyes off him.  Cuz you know he was built country strong.
Definitely could've had me in the truck between set up and strike.
Schlomo knows how I was feelin. Click the link

F***U

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

2 Things Nice

Ok so, ur girl B been on a tear. Shocked?
Saw a show last week and after a couple beers and a couple young buck rappers with little substance, I had come to the conclusion that I challenge an MC to say some decent shit about women in a song without coming off corny like Drake.
Not to say that I would even want it to be a love song per se, but mention women in a non beating of the pussy and then leaving her like a groupie, but more like bitch in a good way, type of way.
But then I realized my issue is more with the lack of females in the industry bringing some balance to the game. Cuz best believe if there was a chick rapper fuckin em and leaving em to match every dude I heard saying it, well then hey, I'd just be screaming for originality and fresh topics.
And Although, although, although, this falls in the love song category, this one right here is kind of winning it for me. I might could. Cuz I only need to you to say two things nice before you punch me in the ice. Grrr.

F U

So we know I stay disheveled which is why I only found out today about this RZA Kung Fu Movie.
Produced by Quentin Tarantino?
Starring Lucy Liu, Russel Crowe, & the RZA!
Directed by the RZA? Soundtrack by the RZA?
You can't spell Kung Fu without F and U?
Completely disheveled!!!
It could be too much RZA. Or really, if anything, the ultimate RZA. I'm really too hype.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Covered Up with Garden Dirt

It has already been too long since my posting on Hip-Hop in the Woods to have this connection be obvious, but I'm about to lay my opinion on y'alls anyway.
See thing is I've been on a disheveled gripe lately (lately?) about the female presence or lack there of or representation of (6 million ways to die, choose one) in Hip-Hop.

Way too few and far between are the female MC's who succeed in portraying themselves as empowered without coming off dyke-ey (no offense to my women loving mama's) or dumbing themselves down to be accepted as non-threatening among a male dominated genre that will shut a smart talking female down in a heartbeat even if he can't find the one with a fucking metronome.
And thus, with such a shortage of MC's, the female presence in Hip-Hop also extends into vocalists and so creating the category "Hip-Hop Vocalist."
A title Pioneered by none other than the Queen, Mary J Blidge her damn self.
Cuz she surely did't have the time to knock the hustle forreal. And neither do I.

So I don't hate Nicki. I just hate to see a smart woman have to dumb herself down for a dollar.
For a top spot on the charts, I'll thrown in a dick suck too, shit.
All crassness aside, I am going to take the liberty to expand the definition and parameters of the Hip-Hop vocalist as to say, definition: female going in over digitized beat.

And let me quickly give the crown  of Hip-Hop in the Woods 2012 female vocalist to Scout Larue for her vocal on Nicholas Jaar's track Just One Glance, before the hip-hop purists come for me and say this isn't hip-hop. Cuz my only response is, yeah well if this song were to pop off in the woods,
a disheveled prom queen would be right there calling it hip-hop in the woods. Right before some MC tried to start rapping over her and some shit. And I could also see her vocal getting remixed on a hip-hop project like kinda like Wiz Kahlifa did with that McKenzie Eddie shit, so there.

But let me tell you, that sweet country female vocal on Brooker Wood's "No Tresspassing" is a close second. Not sure what I'm talking about? Read the blog. Follow the links, follow the drip, follow the drip...

Higher and Higher

Allow me to elaborate on a Disheveled Prom Queen's level of crazy.
For Tony's birthday, even for years after I had seen him last, I would send him a mixtape laced with a secret recording of mine that only he would hear. Last year it took a whole bottle of the Kracken, a two day hangover and a damaged laptop to break that haunting pattern.
And although I surely will not need to take such disheveled measures this year, if I were to hook him up with a sexy mix to make him feel like he's still got it, it would surely have this track, right here on it. Cuz no one can put the bass in his face like I can.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Tony's Brother

Did I swear off of talkin about Tony anymore?
We shoulda known that would last about as long as I can stay sober....
And so, a couple days ago, I was a server at this big fancy $1000 a plate event.
5 courses, wine pairings and all. Swankness abounding.
I spot a dude there, and I'm thinking, there goes Tony's brother.
See, it's real hard for me to fight off the old sentiments for Tony in fall, so my eyes are open for a sighting. So then, here comes his brother. Swear this was his brother. Swear.
Although I had never met him.
So of course, I'm sneaking glances.
He's with one of the hottest chicks in the room. A total babe. Not surprised. And up in this formal event with his girl all dressed, dude is not even wearing a suit. He's sporting a roughneck baggy jeans and timbs look, and getting away with it.
And much in a Tony style, when I bring him his meal, he sneaks a lil flirt in right in front of his girl. And I'm thinking, that is a Tony maneuver indeed.
But sure, I'll soak it up, cuz like I said, I was jonesin'.
And then at the afterparty, when I see his girl dancing with this girl, all in a girls who dance with girls style, I think to myself, wow, this muthafucka just gets more Tony by the minute!
Love you boo. Happy Fall!
Now let's sprinkle this story with a little New God flow. Guess who I think kills it best?



Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Sweet Sugar Pie

And just like a Prom Queen, who's used to having everything handed to her, might I add in such a fashion as I so ever please....

Ayo Producer!
If you can't make me sound like Joyce Sims,
how bout you do me a remake of this old tune right here.
Cuz I gots to put my child through college somehow.
You know you have all this extra time to be givin me what I want.
Just like that. And I ain't even gonna pay for it.
thank you Boo.
and by the way, for all you lyrics publishing people online out there, the lyric is, "my shif will steel the show." You can tell a man tried to figure out those lyrics, don't even know what a shift is. jeez

80's Kid

9:54 am.
My do is up and I've been disheveled since like 8:00am already.
You see, I been plunking away as this whole finding a producer I can vibe with thing, while tryna stay hip from my living room and shit for so long now, I forgot what I was on about in the first place.
Heyo, producer, make me sound like this.
Cuz I haven't been from NY in a long time, but this track gets that graffiti back dripping from my bones, like I was listening to that mixtape I stole from the older boys, and I'm back to daydreams of singing a spot at the Danceteria in an off the shoulder joint. Give me a headband and my best friend in the DJ booth. Ok?
I don't care if it's old skool as hell, jus give it to me.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Milkin this Spodee

Does anyone else but a Disheveled Prom Queen do research on alcoholic beverages in her spare time? Well I came across this little fact when I was on Google.
There happens to be a rap artist named Spodee. And even though I hadn't heard of him yet, hey, I heard of his click. Grand Hustle, you know it? And I was writing about B.o.B on here last year.
So anyway, I was thinking......Perfect Marketing scheme.
If Spodee blows up, he gots to do an endorsement deal with Spodee. Gotta be.
It's that sweet and strong stuff, like him.
Do it up classy. like it was Moscato.

I mean, he's a real cutie. I'm thinkin this could work. I'm thinkin I want a cut for thinkin of the idea too. Cuz all the fyne ladies be wantin to get Spodee when they're gettin Spodeed off that Spodee.