The weekend started with a lot of money being tossed around blackjack tables in Atlantic City and ended with a quick tour through North to see who was up. And that person would be BAM WCS. While in the neighborhood I went up Ridge Ave to check out Joe Budden at the Island Reef Bar and Grille. I was surprised by the number of kids who made the trek deep into the heart of the hood to attend this show. I'd say at least 65-70% of the kids in the spot were from South/Central Jersey. I had the most annoying motherfuckers shouting behind me the whole time, I mean the absolute worst people ever. One of them got on stage and did the Joe Budden lyrics challenge. Of course he nailed it..nut. Anyway through mic problems, padded stages, speakers catching fire and all that..Joe rocked and came through. Video below.
The Grimez consisting of Hoxter and Vern Rock from New Castle, DE come correct with this 5 song EP. I love it, short and to the point. This is hip-hop. Listen up.
I met Eric in the early/mid 90s when I came walking into the front doors of High School. He came up to me immediately because he recognized me from around and introduced himself. Eric went through a lot of phases, mohawk punk to party club drug dealer and eventually to a train hopper with an ill drug addiction. He was the nicest dude ever and would always strike up a convo and keep it real, but in the last 3 times I saw him things started getting odd. Forgive me, but I'm going to speak the truth.
#1 After being arrested for trafficking, Eric was in the Navy for 5 months? I remember him wearing Navy outfits around Newark for like a year straight.
#2 We met up on Main St. and he was with some younger kids. He started telling them about how long he's known me and that I was his man. I said yeah Eric you know I got you. He then struck up a convo about how he used to see me drunk. I don't drink. He then told me we were boys and he would put blood on it, he slashed his arm so deep he needed stitches to stop the bleeding.
#3 He told everybody he was being held hostage by a dealer and needed to give him money before something bad went down. So he took money out a friends shop to cover "his debt"
When he died a few friends came out to his rescue because no family came forward to pay the funeral home to claim his body. Even with all the dudes Eric know/knew we were all broke, nobody had any money to help out. It was a fucked up situation and I felt bad that I didn't have anything to give Kevin who was collecting cash.
I wish Eric was still around to straighten out his issues. I've watched drugs fuck up my family and close friend's lives. No need to ask me why I don't fuck with drugs. Rest In Power.
Very jazzy LP release from Delaware native Mike Jaggerr featuring a cut with Big K.R.I.T. called Cruise Control. Mike Jaggerr does all his own production, pretty amazing.
Real life photography is something I love to look at. Rarely do you find people that manage to do it right invoking sensitivities whilst telling a story. Lindsay Sparagana is one of those who does it right. She has been from from the slums of Costa Rica to the uptown neighborhoods of Germantown Philadelphia to the food markets of Italy. All while documenting her travels. Check her work out.
I met Matt for the first time about 10 years ago. He was young, wild and chubby. 10 years later he's done multiple galleries in his hometown of Philadelphia, released a book, gotten skinny and chubby again. If you missed any of these phases I suggest you don't miss another one and check my man's "Rotten Ones" gallery tomorrow night. First friday, first impressions. Matty is the shit. One.
Special shout to the officer that didn't mind if we kept filming because she has bigger things to do as a real cop than harass people filming a video. I've told my young boy to take care of you every time you come into the shop to get work done. We've seen you around. Thanks again!
Philip Contra debuts below. One!
Philly told me to tell you you can always screenshot the video if these photos don't work out for ya.
We're bringing back The Glamorous Life TV and ending our relationship with Fast Hands Productions, because we're not a pro bono video supplier. Check for the new series coming soon!!
Today Wilmington Police announced the arrest of two individuals in the murder of accomplice Daryl Teat during the botched robbery of Ray's Deli on the Blvd. The two young men were identified as Reuben Stanford 19 and Dawune Boardley 19 of East 17th and 22nd st. respectively. According to the News Journal article, Dawune gave the orders to shoot the clerk and Reuben fired shots that instead struck and killed Daryl Teat.
Tragedy on top of tragedy:
Rueb as he was known to his friends was arrested while recovering at Christiana from a shooting that occurred earlier this week in front of NY Fried Chicken on Washington St. Before that shooting he posted this on his Facebook page:
Rueb ON MA WAY 2 GO CHILL WIT MA LIL BRO. TEAT....
Reuben holding up Reuben Jr.
But why show him any sympathy as he tried to do while posting condolences to his fallen friend on the internet?
Rueb woke-up 3 days straight & get no calls 4rm ma brothers gutter & teat. wtf dey call me everyday in da mournin 7:00 jus 2 make sure im alive now look at dis bullshit. itz ite tho god called ya number teat nobody last 4eva and dats real shit but jus kno u da big brother now cuz u watchin ova all us.....