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Wednesday, February 14, 2007

And I'm not cocky, I'm confident, so when you tell me I'm the best - it's a compliment

Ég hef verið að skoða talsvert á turntablelab.com því að litli bróðir minn keypti sér dj-set og ég er að hjálpa honum að panta vinyl. Og loooord, hvað þessir gaurar eru fyndnir! Þeir skrifa umsagnir um tónlistina og þeir eru svo hreinskilnir og meinfyndnir. Þeir eru meira að hugsa um að segja sitt álit..og hér eru nokkur fyndin comment. Italian í svigum er mine own writing...guess you figured

(Trick Daddy) OK, I have absolutely no idea what audience dude is going for with this one. It's not Lil Jon enough to be some radio shit, not laid back enough to be some rider shit, and not street enough to be some thug shit. Honestly, dude is kind of missing the mark.

Listen: Young Leek is not a great rapper. I am fat, white and from Boston and I could probably rap as well as Young Leek does on this joint.

(Busta Rhymes:) In 2000 I was DJing these huge happy hour parties that were 95% Korean and Chinese bankers and party girls. The party was at a different NY mega-club every week. The main rooms were full on trance debauchery, and I was in the smaller "spillover" room playing r&b and hip-hop, ostensibly for dancing but really for people to come in and make out on the couches or booths. Finger banging and head on the dance floor and all that. One night I threw on a long track to go see what was going on in the main room. In the middle of a circle on the dancefloor, there was a dude who looked a lot like Busta Rhymes, in a hockey mask with dreads and tattoos, spinning glow sticks and liquid dancing his ass off. He took the mask off and it turns out it WAS Busta, getting it on real hard on some closet raver shit.

Damn, remember that Mad Max-style video? Dre was lookin' pretty hard in the ThunderDome and Roger Troutman ridin' around singin' the hook on a land cruiser with a big tube comin' out his throat?? Shit. They don't make 'em like that anymore.

Akon sounds like when you breathe in helium and sing. Young Jeezy sounds like a gorilla grunting.

The beat is still amazing (Gwen said it was "too slow" – she needs to smoke some of whatever Pharrell's got)

What the hell kinda name is Joe Buddens? It sounds like he's a gay pornstar.

If you don't know, "In The Club" is the biggest record in the world right now. If you go out in NY you will inevitably hear th
is joint like 8 times. White girls really love it. When 50 says "go shorty it's your birthday" they go fuckin crazy, like he's talking directly to them.

(Þetta er frekar fyndið.. um lagið hennar Gwen Stefani, þar sem hún jóðlar:)

... they've included the club-ready and mixtape-friendly "Original Neptunes Mix," which strips off the yodeling and samples completely to reveal a typical minimal Neptunes banger. It makes you wonder: if that was Pharrell's original gameplan, that means Gwen just wandered into the studio drunk one day, like "YO LETS CHANGE THIS UP ON SOME NEXT LEVEL VON TRAPP SHIT."

(Kelis:fuck them bitches): What drunk girl doesn't want to be on the dancefloor shouting "fuck them bitches! that's right I said it!" at 1 in morning.
(hahah, we do it 6 in the morning ;))

Don Biggie and his tough sidedish Kim, Lil Caes as pudgy, pasta eatin, middle man, Puff Daddy as family lawyer. [...] Junior Mafia marked a high point in the Bad Boy history, single handedly doubling sales of Moschino and Pucci sweaters.

When this song came out I was days away from graduating from the fifth grade.The world was mine. I was 3 years away from High School, 4 years away from losing my virginity, 1 summer vacation away from chicks with tits, and 1 summer vacation and a day from discovering masturbation.I think I was cleaning it or something!!!

Man, Beyonce always gets some weird-ass remixes on her 12"s.

It's kind of awesome that two of the biggest tracks of the year (this and "Laffy Taffy") sound like they cost about $10 to make. Ingredients here: electro-handclaps and hi-hats, toy store synth, cocking guns, 200ft diameter bass drum. Dem Franchise Boyz are pretty much indistinguishable but it doesn't really matter when all anyone wants to do is shout along to the chorus, which, like most great songs, is just
the song's title repeated a whole bunch of times. [...]
Bow Wow keeps trying to get Dipset to sign him, though less with the flow this time and more with the rhyme scheme. Shockingly, he doesn't sound like a complete doofus – nobody does after you've heard the dude from Linkin Park trying to do that flow.

(Naughty by Nature: hiphop hooray): If you remember the OG pic cover, you'll remember Treach standing menacingly, ready to cut fools up with his chainsaw (an activity that I recall was quite popular at the time). Remember the first rule for no-brainer party material: have a catchy chorus that anyone can remember when they're drunk (usually having references to sex, drugs, or in this case plain old love of da game) (hahah, þetta er svo satt.. Manni dettur bara í hug þegar þetta er spilað á Prikinu!)

Duh duh-duh! Duh duh-duh! "Slam" is like the black version of "Jump Around" or the white version of "Doo Doo Brown"- stupid, essential, and beer-gogglingly accepted by anybody who can make throat noises.

Go YouTube the "Cali Iz Active" video, shit looks like the best barbeque ever, with little kids,
lowriders, and that albino dude who's Xzibit's friend getting down and singing in falsetto.

I've always liked Luda, his voice kind of lets him get away with saying some of the best/dumbest shit of all time [wooord haha...] ..and best part of all, his dancers (all equally short, I guess Luda has a Sisqo complex) have the most flamboyantly gay guy I've ever seen leading the pack, teaching them how to dance-walk, like "no bitches, like THIS."


Í tilefni þess að Jude Law er á landinu birtust þessar myndir í Fréttablaðinu og Blaðinu. Önnur er tekin í Laugardalslaug og hin ..tja, á talvert betri stað. Á súperstjarna ekki að eiga fleiri en eitt outfit?
Annars er víst slúður um að hann sé að heimsækja Unni Birnu eða svo segir dd-unit (sem er reyndar mjög hress.) heheh, chilla á rugl slúðri fólk..

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Stay with me, and together we will live out this dream

Heyheyhey..

Þið hljótið nú að fara að gefast upp á mér, riight?

Mér finnst ég aldrei orðið hafa neitt að segja hérna.. Mig langar alltaf reyndar að blogga um köttinn, hann er svo fokkin uppátækjasamur að það er djók!
Hey common ég læt það bara eftir mér..
Höskuldur eeelskar eyrnapinna. Nýja eða notaða - he dont curr. Hann týnir þá uppúr ruslinu inná baði ef ekkert annað kemur til greina. Safnar þeim svo saman inní skáp sem við skiljum alltaf eftir smá rifu á því hann elskar að fara inní hann. Svo er hann farinn að leika sér að því að loka skápnum.. Og þá verður hann alveg brjálaður því hann getur ekki opnað aftur og hans precious eyrnapinnar eru lokaðir inni..Svo hann reynir að veiða þá með loppunni undir skáphurðina. Haha.
Hann elskar líka að dreifa klósetpappír út um allt og um daginn var hann meira að segja búinn að hengja pappír á skápana! Við vitum ekki enn hvernig hann fór að því..
Baðherbergið er HANS herbergi, ef maður eyðir of miklum tíma þar í einu, t.d. ef maður fer í sturtu þá bíður hann madd móðgaður fyrir utan, skýst inn og tekur einn hring.. bara til að checka hvort það sé ekki allt í orden.
Ég geymi fleiri sögur þangað til síðar, hann er svo fokkin ruglaður!

Annars er það helst að frétta að ég er að flytja uppí Árbæinn for good. Very nice. Svo ef þið ætlið að senda mér póst eða eitthvað.. Uh, notið þá bara emailið mitt. En bara svo þið vitið það.
Árbærinn maður.. hvað er ég að pæla.
hoho

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Shiit, að ég hafi misst af þessu.. Eruði að grínast? Ætli Pétur Blöndal hafi verið gestafyrirlesari? Svolítið eins og að fara á ráðstefnu um innflytjendamál.. Hosted by Hitler.

Annars er það bara helst að frétta að ég er fáránlega ástfangin..and lovin it! Víííí..eins og tölvan.