Big K.R.I.T. VS Goodie Mob “What Happened To The Soul Food?”***messymandella***


 

       Our family dinners are missing from traditional black American homes, which originated in the poorer towns in  South, consisting of such foods as chitterlings, pig knuckles, turnip greens, and cornbread. Now we turn our nose up at chitterlings but the poor families had to use every part of the pig to feed their family. Music also helped enjoy those Sunday Dinners with families and friends don’t bow their heads. We destroying our heritage and our soul for the love of women. No one stays together.
        The black families are dying because we hate our women, and women trick and trap our men. Instead of unity, we are all under the impression that moments are more important that magnitude.
Thanks to my grandparents and parent, that have “old people arguments” as we call it, but they have been together for over 30 years. Now, don’t stay and endure abuse or put your children in harms way,but  bring back family dinners back to our life. My late grandmother  Bea, was abused by my grandfather one time. He cursed about dinner not being ready and tried to hit her. My grandmother retaliated and hit granddaddy’s  ass with a  hot pot of  collard greens. Granddaddy  worked in the woods, hauling pulp wood back in the 1950’s.

 

Thanks to grandma Bea , he had his arm in a pillowcase sling and missed work for a week.
HE NEVER touched my grandmother again.

 
 

She was an amazing cook and family was her priority and I really miss those times.
       My parents don’t understand when  women start letting themselves being treated like they are cattle. Get over the synthetic  thoughts and ideology that social media and the culture exploit.

 
 

Wake Up, we need that nourishment and to undo the tragic decline of respect for our people and our women.

 

 

Check Out The Breath Taking And Beautiful Mara Hruby! ***messymandella***


 
“This song came to me by way of my aunt Charlene Dyer. She is one of my favorite women in my life. Right after I left my ex, I went to visit her and my uncle in Manasota Key. They both played a significant part in nursing me back to health because at that time I wasn’t eating, sleeping, or enjoying life. During the 3 weeks that I stayed there, we shared many stories, songs, ideas, and silence together. This trip is where my heart cultivated the idea of what “Archaic Rapture” would become. She told me there was a song she wrote in that 80′s that she knew would be a perfect fit for my experience and musical exploration. Once I listened, she explained that her hope for me was to move on enough to feel like I was truly set free from a relationship that wasn’t right for the long run. Needless to say, she was immensely right.“   

-Mara Hruby

 

 
 
 

I Am Still Convinced That Stacey Lattisaw And Bruno Mars Are Twins!***messymandella***

 

 

 

Imagine- Chelsea Collins (John Lennon) Cover ***messymandella***

Red Pill – Rap Game Cranky | Official Video ***messymandella***


“Look What This World Did To Us.” The command is rhetorical. You’re already aware of the echo, the generational discontent and alienation, the whispered and denied calls for absolution. No need to look around, just check your bank account and sigh—or echo Biggie and scream, “fuck the world.”

Or melt into the couch and absorb Red Pill’s debut for Mello Music Group—a novel disguised as an album, a surly hymn from poisoned lungs. It’s a confirmation of what John Cage once declared: “all great art is a form of complaint. “

Or maybe the better comparison is Bukowski, memorializing the “broken factory windows of emptiness.” That makes more sense in Ferndale, Michigan where Red Pill calls home. After college graduation, “Leonard Letdown” started working at a machine shop. A temporary gig turned into a labor daze. The dream of converting music into rent money seemed more elusive by the day.

Depression compounded. The empty packs of cigarettes turned into cellophane towers. The whiskey mixed with an absence of hope. This album is a signal flare, an escape route, and catharsis. This isn’t just hip-hop, this is an attempt to distill the disillusion and cure the hangover. It’s both a brilliant mission statement and a jazzy funeral for what was promised but never delivered.

This is for those who played by the rules only to discover that the game was rigged. This is a toast for those entering their late 20s and still acting like adolescents. It’s an anti-Valentine to marriage and mortgages. It offers empathy for those buried under student loan and credit card debt, but who refuse to sink. Even if the smoke rings appear like nooses, this is an artful rebuttal to the nihilism.

Your favorite song will be determined by what theme you relate to most. Look What This World Did To Us is in league with the best of early Atmosphere or Open Mike Eagle’s Dark Comedy, a modern hustle of machinery and migraines. A commemoration of going a quarter century without a foundation and an acknowledgement of the nerves that accompany a future built atop fault lines. These are the late night conversations you have with your friends. The idle nights and empty bottles, the hard questions that come after you realize the world might not be yours.”-RED PILL

Phife – Dear Dilla***messymandella*** J Dilla Documentay


 

 

 
 

March On Fashionistas!The End Of Month Review.***messymandella***


 
 

 
 
 

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