HAPPY REAL SCHITT DAY! (THE ONE-YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THAT REAL SCHITT)

I can’t believe I made it, but I did… 12 months of posting on this THAT REAL SCHITT blog. In this past year I’ve endured a bout of vertigo, a dead external hard drive, operating system headaches with my Macbook, a lingering case of internet ennui (which I am still suffering from), the continued death of Hip Hop and a f**ked up hip courtesy of Walt Disney, yet I’m still here. I make no promises about how far into the second year of Real Schittery we will get, but for now here we are.
To celebrate the fact that I haven’t yet said “f**k this schitt, I’m through with it”, we’re not going to do anything very special- we’ll just keep doing what we’ve been doing. Well, actually I guess it’s kinda special, as in Special K of the Treacherous 3. One of my favorite old school tapes from waaaay back was this joint with the Cold Crush Brothers and The Treacherous Three (minus Kool Moe Dee but with DLB of the Fearless Four standing in for Moe). T La Rock‘s little brother Special K really shines on this clip as he comes out from Kool Moe’s considerable shadow and takes control of things, plus LA Sunshine pretty much kills it too (I never understood why LA was sometimes referred to as a “hype man” for the Treacherous… he always totally held his own with the lyrics AND the old school swag IMHO). Hearing the Microphone Wizard DLB gettin’ down with these dudes was the icing on the cake for me.
Like I always say, you can’t listen to these clips from damn near 30 years ago and totally appreciate them without putting yourself back into that time period- this was way before Rakim, Kool G Rap, Biggie, Jay-Z, Li’l Wayne (heh heh), etc, etc. At the moment that this stuff was happening, these cats were IT. There wasn’t anything better or more advanced than this. When you heard a new tape like this one, it was a head blowing experience for us young b-boys because you’d never heard anything so dope in your life. This joint was definitely one of the ones for me.
So anyway, I hope you enjoy this present, and if you have enjoyed any of the other olden gifts I have bestowed in the past 365 days, feel free to drop me a comment and say HAPPY REAL SCHITT DAY! It’s a celebration.

SPECIAL K, LA SUNSHINE, DLB, and JDL with CHARLIE CHASE AND GRANDMASTER CAZ on the wheels – Hoe Avenue Boys Club RE-UPPED

Oh, and one other thing… we are finally, one year late, officially WWW.THATREALSCHITT.COM … no more “blogspot” stuck up in the url. Your old bookmarks are still good, though.

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LINE ‘EM UP- AND TAKE MC’S OUT REAL EARLY

Here’s another Philly random-rap killer for y’all… been seeing this on some want lists lately, so here you go. Real hard early 90’s hip hop schitt straight out of Southwest Philly, and those who know know they do not play out there in Southwest (sheeeeeiiiit… let’s keep it 100, they don’t play hardly ANYWHERE in Philly… real talk). I sold my copy of this 12″ on Ebay a couple years ago and it went for around $120 if I remember right, which kinda shocked me since I had no idea fools were checking for stuff like this at the time. Probably would go for even more today.

2 KANNON – Keep It Goin’ (RE-UPPED)
2 KANNON – The Sequel (RE-UPPED)

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO YESTERDAY? GOOD QUESTION

Here’s another of the many things I’ve done over the years that never got released like it was supposed to (it was just in the cards for me to be an under-underground legend, alas… roffles). Back in… uh, was it 2002? 2003 maybe? DJ Sheep, help me out here, my brother! Anyway, one of those years in the early 2000’s Sanctuary Music hired me to do a short little megamix type joint using stuff from the Hot Wax / Invictus 70’s soul catalog since they owned the rights to all that stuff. So I take to it like a kid in a candy store- that Hot Wax / Invictus catalog is full of some of the best soul music of it’s era, believe me. I did my thing, and everybody’s entitled to their own opinion (except y’all hatin’ azz n**gaz), but my opinion is I dropped like it was hot, son! Unfortunately, this, like many of my club bangers, never saw the light of commercial day- probbly didn’t put enough disco blends into the mix for the people at Sanctuary to be able to understand it, who knows. Well, Sanctuary, it’s all right because I got your money anyway. And now the public can have it for free, just the way that it was intended to be. So here you go, a nice 320 kbps rip for you to put into the mix right between “Lollipop” and “In The Ayer”. I don’t think this is even the final mixdown, but it’s close enough. Share it, play it, make me famous.
P.S. – before anybody asks, no, every single thing on this mix is not Hot Wax or Invictus but almost everything is. Once again, close enough.

SOULMAN Whatever Happened To Yesterday (Hot Wax / Invictus Megamix) RE-UPPED

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, FATHERS

Before the clock strikes 12 midnight here on the east coast of the US of A, I just want to give a shout to all the fathers out there who are handlin’ their B.I. and being there for their kids. Y’all all- no, WE all need to get a standing O (I’m in this elite company my damn self). Really, it shouldn’t be anything special for a dude to be a father to his child- it’s what we’re supposed to do. But unfortunately, in this back azzwards world that we live in, it has become a special thing for a man to simply do what he’s supposed to. So many times I’ve taken my kids out to a restaurant or someplace and had people (usually older people) commend me for how well behaved my son and daughter are and what a good job I’m doing. That’s great and I appreciate it, but… man, we’re talking about basic, everyday schitt that every man with youngin’s needs to be doing on a regular basis. Really, it’s not that we dads who handle their biz deserve a standing O as much as those of the deadbeat variety probably need a leg broken off in their azzes for not being around. And I understand if you got money problems or baby mama drama, whateva whateva… you still gotta just be there and be around to let those shorties know that you give at least half a f**k. Send a damn letter sometime, make a phone call… SOMETHING. ‘Cuz I’m gonna tell you right now, if you’re not there for your kids YOU are losing out, too. Maybe even more than they are. I know a few understand what I’m talkin’ about…

UPDATE (JUST TO LET Y’ALL KNOW I’M STILL ALIVE)

I know y’all ain’t but so interested in this blog unless i’m droppin’ some music you don’t have to pay for (I don’t blame you), but it’s been a couple of weeks since my last post and I don’t know when I’ll be back into the swing of things around here, so I’m basically just stoppin’ through to say what’s good. Other than just being a little bored with the bloggery, I’ve also been busy working on my first Soulman mixtape in a looooooong azz time. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed putting these damn things together! I may have to get back into this schitt for real, even though there’s really not any money in it anymore- not that there was ever a LOT of money in it, but at least there was enough to make it feel worthwhile. Newsflash to Phill: maybe you don’t need to make money off of something for it to be worthwhile? Hmmmm…. well, okay, whateva. Anyway, this new mix jawn is in the familiar Soulman style, but with a little bit of a twist. I won’t say any more than that for fear of shark attack (i.e. fools bitin’ my steezo), but it’s gonna be some schitt. When it drops you will be the first to know. Peace until I find my way back here… maybe in a few days, maybe in a few weeks, I can’t call it.

OH, and I almost forgot… thanks to the people who’ve been taking the time to make comments and e-mail me, especially the regular commenters. I am definitely reading everything and all words are much appreciated.