1) I am thankful for music that anyone can relate to, and has such a huge range of passion and creativity. The same can be said for any genre of music, but hip-hop is one that I connected with.

2) I am thankful for artists that make music for the love of making music. I'm sure Brother Ali did not release his new album for fame or glory.

3) In an industry where a complete lack of skill and originality can result in big profits, I'm thankful that many artists are taking huge risks with their art.

4) I am thankful that producers are now getting a lot of attention - you have to thank Timbaland and Kanye West for that. They are influencing a new generation of RZAs, Pete Rocks, and DJ Premiers.

5) I am thankful for the Internet - it fuels the vibrant underground scene and allows for massive distribution of mixtapes.

6) Speaking of mixtapes, I'm thankful for mixtapes helping artists increase visibility and getting their product directly to the streets.

7) I am thankful for the iPod and the Digital Revolution - instead of everyone consuming the same mass produced megahits, we can enjoy increasingly niche bites of what we really want.

8) I am thankful for the increasing mainstream coverage that hip-hop is getting - I was surprised at seeing the universal accolades for Only Built for Cuban Linx...II

9) I am thankful for the Internet blogging community and their intelligent, hard-hitting coverage of the hip-hop world.

10) I am thankful for all my readers!

I got to thinking - what does one do after they buy a brand new album?

(I'm talking about a real CD, not a digital one. That's for another post, although it's not my preference. But I digress.)

The process begins for me after I scour the Internet for a new release announcement from any artist I'm interested in. If I am REALLY excited, I will mentally memorize the month it will come out for further notice. Then, the album comes out and an epic journey to Best Buy commences! Note that this is not an actual endorsement of Best Buy, which is a perennial customer service wasteland with horribly trained employees, but they do usually have $9.99 specials for new albums.

After racing home, I carefully peel the shrink wrap by removing the top sticker (they make this impossibly hard to remove for some reason - are they afraid of us copping a listen in the store or something?) and take out my initial playback instrument of choice: the personal CD player.

Do you remember the 90s when it was cool to have a mammoth CD player in your cargo pockets while you strutted your stuff in the mall? It's hard to imagine this now in the iPod age, but a large bulge in your pants with wires sticking out of it was somehow acceptable. I use this partially because of convenient since I don't have to wait for it to rip to MP3 files, and because I feel that the initial listen is richer and more musically complete this way. I block off some time, put on my Sennheiser HD 201s or Shure E3Cs so I can catch every note and word, and listen to the album front to back while reading the linear notes and noting the cover art on the CD cover. Linear notes are my favorite - unfortunately, they are slowly being phased out.

While listening, I note the atmosphere and tone of the album. What was the artist thinking, and why did he choose the beats? How is the chemistry between the producer(s) and the rapper, and his guests? Do the guests overshadow the rapper on any of his songs? How is the technique, lyricism, and overall "listenability" of every song? Is it filled with filler? These are some of the questions that run through my mind as I nod my head and absorb the material and listen to the stories on the album. I also make sure to listen to the skits, as they can be vitally important to the feel of the album (ala Prince Paul's hip hop opera: A Prince Among Thieves).

After I finish the album, then I read more up on the album - reviews, background information, and forum posts to gain some more insight. Some extremely deep albums, such as Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor, may have so much to absorb that it will warrant weeks of non-stop listening - I'll find something new for my brain to chew on each time I listen to a lyric. Heck, even that album's title is a lot more complex than you may think! Lupe explains:

In Chicago, instead of having bodegas like in New York, the majority of the corner stores are called 'Food and Liquors.' The store is where everything is at, whether it be the wine-o hanging by the store, or us as kids going back and forth to the store to buy something. The 'Food' is the good part and the 'Liquor' is the bad part. I try to balance out both parts of me.

What do you do when you listen to a new album? Any comments from my readers?

Hip Hop Album Covers - Lego Style!

Check out the original link here: Lego Hip Hop Album Covers. As I was scrolling through the list of diverse hip hop album covers, a thought dawned upon me. One of my favorite things to do after I buy a new CD (yes, I still buy CDs that I like) is to listen to it while reading the linear notes and stare at the album cover. Although thoughtful album art is definitely not unique to the genre of hip hop, I searched through my memory and found a couple I really liked:

Love this cover because of the sense of desolation it gives you, which is fully expected...given the album title and its complex, dark lyrical material.

Abstract imagery, great monotone coloring, and artful composition makes this one a winner.

Quasimoto, one of the wackiest and most original hip hop artists to emerge on the West Coast weed music scene, has a simplistic, yet visually rich and abstract album art design. The faceless driver clutching a boom box, while being chased by a police car accompanied by a "Do Not Enter" sign inspires feelings of music rebellion.

Wale, an artist from Washington D.C., has created a perfect parody of the Seinfeld logo for his critically acclaimed mixtape, The Mixtape About Nothing. Hot kicks are Photoshopped in partly to promote the clothing brand which helped to sponser the mixtape. Elaine makes a couple of voice cameos in the mixtape!

Wu-Tang Clan returns to their brooding Staton Island style, laced with obscure Kung-fu movie samples. Their album art similarly follows suit. The rising sun, flanked by the Wu-Tang members, gives the impression that perhaps not all the Wu members are in harmony with each other (there are only six pictured and several do not appear in the album).

Although the album art mentioned above were simply the ones I liked, oftentimes album art sends a strong political, social, or cultural message to the listeners which can be discussed in much greater detail. Alas, that is for another blog post in the future.

Any album art covers strikes you as particularly interesting or inspirational?

Sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that’s filled with music
If you use it you can fly

The Roots - Sacrifice

I refuse to be concerned with condescending advice
‘Cause I’m the only motherfucker that can change my life

Immortal Technique - Leaving the Past

To everyone out there, who’s a little different
I say damn a magazine, these are God’s fingerprints
You can call me ugly but cant take nothing from me
I am what I am doctor you ain’t gotta love me

Brother Ali - Forest Whitiker

Any inspirational lyrics that hit you in the right spot?

Enjoy responsibly. Photo by IceBone

Here are eight rules and tips to follow to be a safe car audio enthusiast and avoid being an Audio Asshole:

1) Rolling through residental neighborhoods with your system on blast won't help you pick up chicks or more street - it wakes up babies and takes off a couple of minutes off an elderly person's life every time you do it. So don't.

2) There is nothing wrong with bumping the hell out of a song you love. But if you must, try to keep your windows rolled up if a lot of other cars are around.

3) Booming bass is cool, but a trunk rattling like a tin can during a major earthquake definitely isn't. Put some sound dampening material in your trunk so your bass will kick better and your rattle won't scare little kids on the street.

4) For God's sake, I've seen booming sound systems with mothers in the car. Please have respect for her ears and everybody else in your vehicle.

5) As a male, any kind of contest is fair game. I've fond memories of how far I can throw licked gummy bears onto ceilings, for example, but sound system battles on the street tend to hurt the competitor's ears in what equates to a pissing contest - and bothers everyone around you.

6) If you are driving through a rather seedy looking neighborhood, it's best to keep the volume on your system to a minimum - stolen audio equipment are hot commodities on the street.

7) Police or emergency vehicle sirens should never have to compete with your system.

8) If you notice a big group of children (such as a school or a playground), it might be best not to play the Geto Boy's "Still" at full blast.

Let us reverse the trend of car audio "thuggery" and be recognized as serious car audio enthusiasts instead!

How do you feel about car audio systems?

2Pac, the oldest of souls. Photo by Art-KO of Flickr fame.

As high school approached, I fully threw myself into hip hop with 2Pac as my guide. The more I found out about him, the more I thought he could do no wrong as I navigated the urban waters. Everything about him was magnetic - his life story, his dedication to the arts and to telling the story of the weak and ignored, and his lifelong dream to spark a revolution in the streets. Surprisingly, even his poetry turned out to be remarkably well polished. 2Pac was an easy to digest gateway to the rap world.

Rap music turned out to be an acquired taste, much like wine, coffee, or beer - at first listen, it seemed shallow, overly focused on "gangsterisms," and full of bad messages and language. Only after repeated listens, often late at night and while looking up the written lyrics, can one start to see the poetry, strong positive messages, and emotional attachment the artist had to their songs (and that is just scratching the surface). 2Pac remains one of the best examples of someone whom you can feel emotion in every bar. Relating my very ordinary and mundane life to these strong, powerful lyrics became surprisingly easy.

College, like it is supposed to, opened my eyes even further. To be continued in a future post.

To my dear readers: does anybody else out there have an artist that they felt introduced them (or catapulted, violently)  to a new genre of music?

At first, I hated rap music.

I grew up in the late 1980s in a small town in North East LA, called Highland Park. It was a community of Asian immigrants, African Americans, and Latinos, and my only experiences with hip hop was from the street. Sometimes, it seemed to leaking out of the concrete – car systems booming like King Kong was locked in the trunk, graffiti on chipped brick walls, and the wails of police sirens as they chased speeding Fords down the freeway. What fueled my music preferences at that time was chronic childhood insomnia - I scoured the radio for anything that would prevent me from depressingly wandering around in the dark. It was so bad at times that I began to get a sinking feeling when the sun went down because it meant that I would spend the night feeling alone.

Picture of a lonely car courtesy of agira929.

The perfect beast to combat this was incidentally... KOST 103.5. If you are in LA, you know that this is a radio station that specializes in contemporary adult love songs and "soft rock" at night - a sure recipe for disaster on the elementary school playground. At first, I only listened to Elton John and Céline Dion just because they were a soothing way to fall asleep, but I would be lying if I said  I didn't begin to appreciate their music on some subconscious level.

Sleep was bliss. If Candle in the Wind can grant me that bliss, than I can dig it.

Part II to follow.