Welcome new contributor Max Angeles to the team. I don’t know much about her other than the fact that she fux with ‘Anchorman’, Tragedy records and almost died of alcohol poisoning last week. Sounds like a born Unkut Dot Com trooper… Let me just say a few things about working at the Fat Beats store…
Category: Guest Drops
The Long, Drawn-Out Death of Fat Beats…
Dallas Penn contributes this drop in the first of a series of guest spots while his site is on hiatus: Fat Beats was like your older uncle who you didn’t visit as often so that when you got the news of his death it was from the other folks who still brought him his wine…
Welcome To The New, Improved Record Biz
Spotted at The Home Office blog.
Five Reasons Why Rap Can’t Mourn The Dearly Departed
Phillip ‘Prime Minister’ Mlynar explains why Rest In Peace is not the word to play. Mourn you ’til I join you? Not in the spit-on-the-grave world of rap. Guru‘s passing has shown once more than when it comes to death, hip-hop has no idea how to handle itself with dignity and grace. Being a legendary…
Supply And Demand – Scholarwise Interview
Photo: Alexander Richter Here’s another sure-shot from Phillip ‘Half-A-Mil’ Mlynar, who has managed to track down someone so obscure that even Lace Da Booms was like, ‘Oh, snap!’. Over a decade on from its 1998 release, Scaramanga‘s Seven Eyes, Seven Horns album now sounds like one of the purest statements from the mid-to-late-’90s indie rap…
Diary of a Mad Print Writer – 10 Depressingly Annoying Things About Modern Rap
Phillip Mlynar isn’t Australian, doesn’t roam a post-apocalyptic wasteland searching for fuel and may not even own a dog. But ask him the timeless question, ‘U mad, doggie?’ and he’ll reply, ‘Yes, I am.’ Fresh from his stint of yelling ‘Eff you and Your Heroes‘ like this was a listening session for the first Lench…
Five Zealously Overrated (And Often Dead) Hip-Hop Artists
Here’s a guest drop from Phillip Mlynar, who was the Deputy Editor at Hip Hop Connection magazine before people stopped buying rap magazines. Talking about rappers whose fanatical fan worship bore no relation to their actual talent or recorded output used to be easy. Someone would say that 2 Pac was the greatest ever rapper….