“…amazed at all the so-called wanna-be players/showing off they titballs to all the free Gayers…” Ah yes a punchline from DOOM’s “Batty Boyz,” one that seemed like a semi-overt dis to one of New York’s darling hipster DJs. While The Rub is something of a legendary party in the Northeast USA, the crowd that it attracts always seemed to be on the neophyte side perhaps in part to the mash-up formatting the aforementioned DJ sponsors (a format clearly co-opted from the now-defunct Hollertronix crew in Philadelphia, helmed by none other than Diplo). No disrespect at all to Chicago’s GLC but this track is an utter snoozefest and perhaps this is an example of a DJ getting gassed up off his own press clippings. There are many DJs/producers/crews with technical skill but not all of them honor the rich tradition of Hip-Hop Culture, here is one such violator that of course will continue to dupe the unitiated but to those that “stay down until they come up,” these type-cats’ whole aura is plexiglass.
ITS BEEN A LONG TIME COMIN, BUT FINALLY PEOPLE HAVE THE BALLS TO SPEAK THERE MIND. IN THIS CASE I AGREE WITH EVERYTHING
PEEP THE PRINT
DOOM ON THE OTHER HAND, WHEN U GONNA SHOW UP SON!!!! RUMORS ARE SPREADING LIKE CREAM CHEESE ON YOUR LIVE PERFORMANCE...
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