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Chiddy Bang – Opposite of Kids

Ha. ATEtraks first interview. Their first interview too. There were five then, there are two now, but the headway they’ve made is certifiable and the music still stands strong. Word is that the track gets pretty decent radio play in the UK (then again, they were always the first to endorse anything dope before us pretentious Americans jumped on to it). This video is so adorable! My favorite is the “follow of the leader” — can I get a DOOM-esque cardboard helmet too?

If you haven’t already peeped it, download their mixtape Swelly Express.

-SamSun

Nujabes Luv(Sic)

Really enjoyed this video. You prolly will too..

-SamSun

The Blak Roc Project

First time I had heard of The Black Keys was unfortunately late in the game– at this year’s Roots Picnic. The duo jammed hard, and as soon as I made my way home I downloaded their discography and they’ve been a mild obsession ever since. It’s pretty obvious why The Roots would pick them. Their sound is organically bluesy, but it gives a modern perspective on the genre. Can’t hate on it.  So imagine my surprise when I heard that The Black Keys were to release an album this November with a few big named artists in hip hop: Raekwon, RZA, Mos Def, Jim Jones, Q-Tip, Pharoahe Monche and Nicole Wray, among a few others. Concocted by entrepreneurial genius Damon Dash, they call themselves Blac Roc. *cheeses* So much to be excited for.

Below is the track that’s featured on the trailer above. Features Jim Jones and Mos Def:

[DL] BlakRoc- Hoochie Coo

-SamSun

Big ups to Aditya for the tip.

Andreas Hale Leaves BET


To those of you who are unacquainted, Andreas Hale was the former EIC of HipHopDX.com, a site whose popularity he established before he left last year to take the position of an executive editor at BET. News today is that he has left.. and not without an impression to leave. Even if BET isn’t your channel (it’s fondly referred to by a lot of people as Black Exploitation Television), this email sent today by Hale gives an interesting perspective on the stagnant position he felt he had at the station. It’s a courageous, heartfelt and peeved email that points out flaws, yet lends no apologies–that takes balls. I wonder what he’ll take over next…

SamSun

“To friends, colleagues and those that should know,

As of today (September 8, 2009) I am no longer the Executive Editor of Music at BET.com.

Upon entering the position at BET I said that I needed one year to see what really went on inside the belly of the beast. I needed 365 days to sleep with the enemy and infiltrate the system. One year to see if they REALLY wanted change at BET.

As someone who has been critical of BET for many years, it surprised many that I would leave my post at HipHopDX last year to take a position at BET. But it was an opportunity I absolutely had to take. I could no longer be critical of this company without accepting the opportunity to change it when given. Although I was hired to bring about change, I was systematically shut down. I wasn’t hired to make noise, I was hired to be silenced.

The truth of the matter is that everything that you thought was wrong with BET is true.

Over the past year I’ve seen a lot to reinforce my position that BET is too far gone in the negative to turn into a positive. We have all always thought the worst, but to actually see it in action is another thing in its entirety. The unprofessionalism, the tom foolery, the favors, the misappropriation of resources, the bad ideas that reinforce negative stereotypes, the emasculation of men, the meetings that break down in full fledged cursing battles, the unpaid overtime, the tears from employees scared for their underpaid and overworked positions and ultimately the unwillingness to change are all harsh realities that I’ve witnessed firsthand.

That is not to say that there aren’t some good people who have sat in the offices of BET. Unfortunately, the good people are not in positions of power to instill any change. Instead, they work their fingers to the bone just to keep their jobs in this harsh economic climate. The other good people ran out of the door as soon as an another employment opportunity presented itself. To say BET was a revolving door would be an understatement.

I came in with a plan to provide balance and to deliver good music to the masses and help make BET relevant again – at least in the dot com world. Those attempts were shut down by out of touch executives who run a dot com but could barely turn on a computer. By those who judge their metrics by page views over absolute unique visitors (that‘s ad sales talk). By those who simply don’t understand the internet.

They brought me in because of my track record but never once took a look at my body of work. If they did, they would have known that I was the pen behind editorials such as “BET’s Coon Picnic” or were aware of the many times I have been critical of their award shows and programming. All they knew is that I played a major role in making a once unknown website into a online media outlet that surpassed theirs and they wanted a piece of the action. Too bad they never researched who I really was.

During my tenure I worked long hours and sometimes succeeded at bringing in decent content to try to reflect the change I wanted to achieve. But it wasn’t without opposition. While some interviews and content initiatives were able to make it through, many others were either shut down or met with ridicule. I offered ideas to incorporate the blog world and to spotlight new talent before MTV did. Those ideas were met with comments such as “This isn’t HipHopDX” or “You don’t know what you are talking about.”

BET is not about the quality of your work. Rather, BET is about the relationships you have with powerful people within the company. BET is not about challenging. Instead, BET is about accepting and saying “yes.” If you have known or followed me over the years, you would know that these are things that simply are not in my character and ultimately resulted in my removal.

For the artists and labels that I have worked with for years, I tried. I did whatever I could to achieve that balance many of us wanted to see happen. To the writers who wanted to write for BET, I made an attempt but was never given a budget to work with.

Upon my arrival, I was told I would be given a staff. Not true. I had a staff of one to carry out daily operations on a website. I fought tooth and nail to accomplish the minimum (an embeddable player and a site people could navigate) and was constantly brushed off. It was a position that was set up for failure. But I endured as long as I could.

Alas, I have been removed from my position after infiltrating the system and the timing was perfect. I wasn’t let go because the site’s numbers were down. Not because I didn’t work hard. Simply because of a personality clash with an individual whose proverbial ass I didn’t kiss enough. Again, not about the work you do but about the relationships you keep and the sides you take.

I’d like to thank BET for covering the cost of my relocation to bring me to the great city of New York/New Jersey. I’d also like to thank them for putting me in close quarters with people who think like me and will hopefully work with in the near future. I’d also like to thank them for providing me enough controversial content that I observed firsthand and will make for many tales to be told.

I said it and I meant in: One year to either make changes or move on. I left HipHopDX on September 16th 2008. Today is September 8, 2009. Eight days short of a year. Most thought I wouldn’t even last that long. But in that year I’ve had my greatest fears about Black Entertainment Television affirmed.

There is so much wrong with BET that I’d rather not break it down in a single email.

It is pretty good fodder for a book don’t you think?
As of today, Andreas Hale is a free agent. “

ATETRAKS GOES TO THE ART SHOW.

Spoonful after spoonful… I just couldn’t get enough.

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This past Friday August 21, 2009, I ventured to the dark and often intriguing streets of Northeast Philadelphia (represent) in search of some food for my eyes and soul. God shut off the faucet and just as the rain paused, I headed towards my destination: 3320 Collins Avenue. Skin sticky from the humidity, wet pavement gleaming in the street lights, I found myself asking…

…the hell am I?

Not the type to be intimidated by much, I walked my ass up to the door and was met by a friendly greeting.

“Welcome to Spoonfed. Enjoy”

As I entered the dark building, my heels clicking up the stairs, a sweaty b-boy jets past me. I started to feel the beat of the hip-hop being spun infiltrate my ears, and suddenly I was overwhelmed with this cozy feeling. When I hit the top, I was confronted with that pretty sensation known as awe. Like a kid in a candy store, my eyeballs emerged from my lids, utterly shocked that such a gem existed in such a place.

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Retail Therapy

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There’s nothing more satisfying than being able to blow ridiculous amounts of money on fabulous, life-changing outfits. If my personality could possibly be encapsulated by anybody, my friends and I all agree that it’d be Carrie from SATC (Sex and The City, for those of you who aren’t so acquainted in girltalk). Writer? Check. Hopelessly entangled in these movie-like love affairs that end up being written about as the characters in my stories? Check. The nerve to wear insane outfits, regardless of public opinion? Check…and that one sometimes comes with a grimace. Shopaholic extraordinaire? CHECK.

Seriously… I think I might need these. I know I might say this a lot, but this time I say this with a little more urgency. These are the beautiful byproduct of a torrid love affair between Nike and this year’s fascination with gladiators. And they have my name written all over it. They’re sexy and spunky and I just know they’ll look beautiful on 8.5 sized feet (yeah, I’m Big Foot’s distant cousin). Nike reps, if you ever read this, send me a package and I will happily promote the shit out of whatever you mass produce next. In the meantime, I’ll be looking for change (which is most definitely not in my bank account) to snatch it on my own.

-SamSun

You Don’t Have To Be Rich For A Pair Of Stunna Shades

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Come and GET IT. Do you understand how excited I was to find a site with dope ass sunglasses… and all under $10?? I just died and went to heaven. Crazy styles and an affordable price means a deal that I can most certainly rock with. I know you want in… Check it out here.

-SamSun

Sexy, sexy she wolf.

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Many of you may not know this… but I am the proud victim of GIRL CRUSHES.

Yum.

Gentlemen, as you can surely agree there is something that is just truly hypnotizing about a beautiful woman. The way she smells. The way she walks. The way her silhouette makes your mind race. The click click of her heels as she moves past you. I am a devoted fan and supporter of the male species, however I am very guilty of fawning over certain femme fatales that define trends, eras, and the boundaries in which a set of hips can defy its joints.

I have been an enormous Shakira fan since I was a glorious 10 years old, when all of her songs were in Spanish and she had red dreds. She’s successfully crossed over and come a long way. She just released her new single “Loba” in Spanish and “She wolf” in English. This video is stupid hot. It has 3 crucial elements:

A flesh colored body suit.

A cage.

Howling.

Check out shakira.com for the full video!!!

Eat it up.

-Dr. Sanchez

Yeah, I Voted For Him.

Obama knows the deal, though.
-SamSun

What songs SUMMER-IZE the season?

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As the melanin in my skin is being put to the test, I lift my head and begin dusting the sand off my kelly green bikini. The predominant frown line in my forehead is in full force as I squint into the screen of my IPOD. Around and around goes my rotating thumb through the archives of my soul. As I stumble upon a few songs that irrefutably remind me of the sweetness of summer… I ask myself: “WHAT MADE ME JUST HIT PLAY?”

I have come to realize a few things about the summah-time…

1.) The women of the East Coast look better (after enduring the brutality of a Philadelphia winter there is no way chicks from L.A. glow like we do in the sun).
2.) Love or lust, the flings are better (we are all wearing 5 layers less than we were 3 months ago, what do you expect?)
3.) The music that is throbbing from our car stereos, BBQ’s, house parties, and discotecs is so. bloody. good. From hip-hop to oldies, pop to grunge.

So, at your next social gathering  I hope the following comes up in conversation:

TOP TEN SUMMER SONGS:
It was hard as shit to only chose 10. Download accordingly, my friends.

1. Summertime– DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Obviously. Now, if for some bizzarro reason, you don’t know this one, you should politely ask someone to punch you in the face.

2. Santeria– Sublime
This track, with its reggae melody and subtle messages, makes you wonder just how much weed needs to be smoked to write such a phat-ass song.
Word up, LBC.

3. Juicy– Notorious B.I.G.
This will be played at my funeral. Enough said.

4. Under the Boardwalk-The Drifters
I don’t care what anyone says. We all ache to shake the sand out of our buttcracks hair after being felt up by someone whose kisses taste like a cherry Flavo-O-Pop popsicle. (Yes, the ones in the plastic sleeve).

5. Is this Love- Bob Marley
I know many of you are thinking that I should have said Jammin’ but seriously, anything by this man should be in constant rotation during the summer. This song just makes me feel good. Real good.

6. My Girl– The Temptations
Call me an old head, but The Temptations just do it to me. It’s hard not to fall in love when this melody infiltrates the air around you. Play this at any party and the bitches will be wild’n.

7. California Love– Tupac featuring Dr. Dre
I swear, I only feel gangster when I have my windows down and this song is blaring. Even if I am only cruising through white suburbia, I feel like I’m in Oakland.

8. Still Not a Player- Big Punisher featuring Joe
Sweet Jesus, what list would be complete without Big Pun? This song will make you start a block party and date a Puerto Rican. Even my grandmother knew the “Boriqua… morena” breakdown.

9. Light My Fire– The Doors
1967 psychedelic hippy summer. Sweet guitar riffs. The time for hesitation is through.

10. In honor of the almighty Mr. Michael Jackson, there is a spot on this list for all of his songs (my own personal preference would be anything from Thriller).
Still bummed out. Rest in Peace.

So remember…
Make love, not war, listen to ONLY good music, eat your popsicles, and enjoy the heat Phat Kids.

-Dr. Sanchez