Displaced Peoples

Oh shit will looks like I'm pullin in another candidate for Respresenting Hip-hop in the woods to the Fullest, for the female. Carolina Chocolate Drops latest has slipped into the contender slot.
Rihannon making me feel like I belong somewhere or to something.
Just about the opposite of disheveled and still so disheveled.
Cuz do places like this exist?
Take me please
It's been too long.

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...

I Jus Love Ya Sexy Wayz

And so last time we talked, I was ambling on about Hip-Hop in the Woods 2012.
Then I skipped off to listen to Brooker Wood's new mix-tape.
And to be honest, I been taking a rest from the moonshine in my cupboard, and so stumbled across this find while scoping the shelves at the Liquor Store for an alternative.
I found it a quite fitting choice for sipping while listening to some country rap. Produced in upstate NY, this "Wine with a Kick" is no Scotch straight up drinker's bag. It is sweet, sweet, sweet.
A nod to prohibition days, it is infused with herbs with some moonshine thrown in, for an 18% alcohol content, and put in whatever bottle was laying around, hence, the milk bottle look.
And as I have been learning this summer, moonshine is truly meant to be sipped. Cuz let me tell you, this sweet sweet red with a hint of chocolate was easy to put away and had me shouting "Kenny Muthafucka!" by the time I got to the end of the B. Wood SpecTape. In fact, a couple days later, I am still contemplating sending Kenny this mixtape. Hope he doesn't mind.

Hip Hop in the Woods 2012

And so, faithful readership, I know you are devoted enough to where I do not need to fill in back story about my thing for white boy rapperz. A term which is possibly offensive that I use lovingly, because I even went so far as to marry one in the height of the thing.
Yeah, I admittedly had (have?) a thorough thing for my snow rappers out there.
Regularly touting myself as an expert all over town.
But let's keep the drawling to a minimum and get to the point.

The origin of the thing stems from hiking off the grid and expecting hip-hop to be in the middle of nowhere when I got there. Far fetched notion as an urban genre, right? A thing from my own head?
Turns out, when I hiked off the grid and deep into the woods, I did find hip-hop.
Shout outs to my boys in the GFE! Thing is, the boys I found rapping back then, came from European origins. And thus began the unrelenting however accidental, crushing on white boy rapperz.
Holding back from cradle robbing with Wiki right now, remember?

And although I am elated to report that in 2012, when you hike off the grid in search of hip-hop, you find Asian, Black, & White MC's bringing their raps with them Into the Woods, thus expanding the cultural diversity of my potential nature boy rapper crushes, this year, the title for the One representing hip-hop in the woods the fullest in 2012, goes to this rapper crush right here,
Brooker Wood.
Utterly disheveled over his mixtape dropping today at 4:20. I didn't even listen to it yet, but I know I will be completely Edie Sedgwick when he's talkin about other girls on there.
Lumber Jackin for Beats #SpecTape
Only right that I should sip some of the moonshine I brought back from the hills this past summer while I listen.
And get me my lipgloss!