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SO MUCH CHANGED - Dave East, Mike & Keys ft. Stacy Barthe
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Top '22 Underground Hip-Hop Albums
The year has begun to close and it is only right that we combine this magnificent discography of underground artists collected for a top 22 albums listened to in 2022.
We exist in the era resemblant to file sharing and flip phones. At times, the 2006 Dell Desktop enters the metaverse through programs like Gathertown, Discord and Mixcloud. We submit songs onto Phlote Playlists curated by the former co-founder of iLLROOTS. We contribute toward the entire ecoculture through interviews & playlists on Audius, Audiomack & YouTube.Furthermore, the year has come to a…
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THEN GOD
MADE THEM BLUE
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PILOT | WHEN THE LEVEES BREAK
THERE’S DEATH on THE BRIDGE of MACABRE
WORD COUNT : 1 , 777 words
TRAUMA WARNING : This episode includes the following triggers; death , mild gore , heavy profanity , suicidal attempt/ideation & PTSD. With FULL DISCLOSURE , PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION AND RISK.
EPISODE THEMES : Life & Death
WE NEVER TRULY SEE IT COMING , yet it sings our names so profoundly as the bells ring their piercingly dreadful sound that echos amongst the tunnels of our hearing—Death. Much like the flowers at the peak of a wintertime filled with an ambiance of pure rigidity , swathed in an atmosphere so thick and coarse the oxygen feels like poisonous needles forcing themselves within the confines of your realm of respiration. It can also be resemblant to the quietus ivory specs of sorrow that blanket the face of the earth and kills her ever so softly with their freezing embrace , we too shall pass on and wither away in open air. In life , it is ultimately every beating heart's destiny to die. Being that as it may , when alas that moment arises from the ashes bathing in the essence of the phoenix it tastes as bitter as the element of a nasty surprise. Gently placed , when the Angel of Death himself Mr. Grim Reaper appears before us at the hour of our rapture , we in fact are unable to bear witness to his presence. We are however capable of partaking in learning what it truly means ceasing to exist in the physicality of it all. Shackled in trauma on a stormy October night , two unfortunate souls fell under this curse of carnal demise — and only God alone owned the anecdote to save this tandem's lives.
The sole commodity tangible to his murky oceans of vision with cavernous skies had been total and utter darkness. A cold , wet , and lingering tenebrosity that shared flavors with the iron profusely decorating his buccal cavity — tart and royally uncomfortable. Gripping the steering wheel with one blood gushing hand , the other shakily unlocked his cellular getting a slew of the crimson DNA all over its screen and by miracle or maybe even muscle memory dialed a very important phone number. Aside from the minimal luminescence provided by the headlights of his customized obsidian Lamborghini Aventador , the heavy downpour and winds produced a beatdown only a world champion could give further aided in the reason for his panic whilst his heavy foot applied pressure to the gas pedal that resided above the nearly flooded backroad.
He'd been scared shitless , even with veins bursting full of adrenaline he could still feel the stronghold of absolute fear's crippling touch. That , and an entire planet of detrimental cogitations crashed into the interstice of his most sacred cerebration whilst each painstaking moment set adrift a new memory everlasting — there lied no time to contemplate anything. His actual life and vitality depended on this feat. With the amount of chasmic wounds his ethereally created anatomy had been littered in , it was an utter phenomenon how he even managed to escape altogether analogously in one piece let alone drive.
“Hello?”A woman's raspy tone called out quite groggily from being awoken into the surround sound of the butterfly doored sports vehicle he possessed. “Nova it is three in the morning , shouldn't you be-”
“No time to explain Chitty listen to me , I'm losing a lot of blood! Please. Could you go by Mama So's 'n make sure Nani is safe and sound at her grandma's for me? Matter fact just go get her , I don't wanna chance it. Yamileth went ballistic on me and I need to be assured she doesn't try to harm another soul tonight. I dead can't believe this shit-”
“Wait , wait , wait , WHAT?! Why are you blee-how did this-none of this shit is adding up Nova , what the fuck are you talking about?! What do you mean Yami went loca , and what does my niece have to do with it-what about the storm-”
“Leoni! I might fuckin' die tonight , please! I know Yamileth is your sister. Right now the only thing that is important is Yaniis , so I'm gonna need you to pull your shit together and go get my fucking daughter like yesterday!”
“Nova. You’re not-”
“GO!”
“But-”
The annoying loud triplet chirp of Nova's phone dying cut Leoni off short in her stride , she who just so happened to be the sister of his daughter's mother in which he'd been making great efforts to save whilst medias res his own rescue mission.
“FUCK!”
That was the only cogitation singing like a blackbird during its fecund season off the chambers of his comprehension. Because what a fucking tragedy to become of it at the end of the song. Even for the other deplorable anima who's existence figure eighted on the skinniest layers of ice that very moment , tortuously unaware when and if she'd awake to lay sight upon another sun. As she too partook in a hot pursuit of her divinely favored place in this world that dreadful night , her cerebrum was plagued with a stampede of overwhelming rumination and her feet bled gravel mixed with fine shards of glass. Naming her weak would be a sadly mistaken understatement , she'd grown far into the thick of enervation with promises of a complete burn out. Every minuscule iota she blinked in hopes that the all consuming black onyx surrounding her wouldn't crystallize and swallow her whole , every mere second the rain dove from the heavens to kiss the physiognomy of her mother earth giving life to the grounds we tread upon , the not so lucky damsel of the night ran as far as her legs would stretch out and carry her.
As the high speed winds picked up their haste , her developed yet petite frame shifted slightly on the concrete asphalt underneath her bare feet. She wanted to look behind her , in fact she yearned for it but knew that in the end it was most prudent to keep focus ahead the best that she could to have a better chance of survival. Everything felt as if a blur and it grew difficult to properly navigate to her destination at her own volition , her limbs appeared to be on autopilot as they sprinted towards a place unknown to her psyche. Fight or flight instinct fading slowly from each of the exhausted membranes of her encephalon , the strong sprint she began with was starting to ware off — as well for her grip on sanity and reality. She'd been running for so long that she lost track of her place within space and time. Running for her life , this particular familiar face is a far fetch from the imagination of her departure within her mind.
With the storm surging like an overloaded electrical system it was a mystery how she'd reached it but there she was , just a few feet shy from The Bridge of Macabre. By then , the waters that swayed under the spine of the overpass sloshed and smacked the viaduct head on , and slowly the woman's soaked anatomy found itself standing at the edge teetering between land and water. There were only two options she had presented to her — kill or be killed or otherwise risk an existence of forever looking over her shoulder just to prolong the inevitable. Four years junior her fourth decade under the sun , how much longer could she keep this up before she got sloppy from weariness or tired from having to live such a risky lifestyle? It all seemed very clear to her what course of action to take , and as the waves crashed up and downstream Macabre River only one thought sailed her Seas of Cogitation.
Death will always come before dishonor.
Blinding headlights inched in from her peripheral eventually stinging her retinas full on , proving it difficult for her to decipher whether they were real or not due to her growing further and further into delirium. On approach , the very familiar foreign coupe rolled its passenger five percent tinted window down where a face just the same came into view. Gaging the stick shift into park , the driver of the car began to speak up to her.
“Xolani , what are you doin' out hea' it's a storm!”
Looking up to the sky , Xolani felt the heavy precipitation and zephyr sweep over her , a sudden calm chilling every pore until she broke out in goosebumps. Pivoting at one eighty , she glared at he who'd spoken to her with hazy vision not really knowing exactly what to say. Because , what was there to say? The trauma between these two ran deeper than bleeding ink traveling throughout threads of cotton fabric.
“Why do you care Xodus? You never cared-”
“I always fuckin' cared fuck you talkin' 'bout?”
“No you didn't! You drove me away and then they took me , only God can save me now.”
“What's that's supposed to mean Goapel-the fuck you got goin' on right now?” Xodus questioned whilst coughing up blood. “Fuck-”
“Elijah-”
“C'mon Lani , get in. I'm on the way to the hospital 'n as you can see we don't have time to spare.”
She hadn't noticed it then but , Xodus had been painted with deep stab wounds , and profusely leaking his life essence all over his fresh white tee and gray sweatpants. That was just the reassurance she needed to know this experience was actually happening and was not just some influenced hallucination from the high of her brush with death. Swiftly as remotely possible , Goapele joined Xodus in his Lamborghini Aventador slamming the butterfly door shut. She took a few moments to examine the situation and come to an understanding on the condition he was in.
“Xodus Elijah , what have you gotten yourself into now boy? We need to switch seats , you're losing entirely too much blood.” Xolani chastised him before deciding to help. She did her best to pull his near three hundred pound stature from driver to passenger , but he'd been of no assistance as his breathing began to mirror the tempo of the percussionist beating his heart. “How did you get yourself into this predicament?”
That was the last question Xolani ever got to ask in her life. A second later , the levees holding the overflow of Macabre River — which allotted for a third of the city's land — broke just east up the bank. A tsunami like mass flood hit the streams and surrounding lands sinking them under. One moment both souls were in route to salvation upon Death's Bridge , the next the two were swallowed by the currents of the rapture. Their lungs filled with the very resource needed to sustain their lives , and true euphoria was bestowed upon all six of their senses engulfing them in utopia. Below the waves of Macabre Bridge sank the bodies of Goapele Scott and Xodus Casanova , then God made them BLUE.
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Hello my favorite little heauxs , I hope you’re all well today! I wrote this episode a month or so ago and released it on Wattpad on 02/01/2023 , so I’m premiering it here on the fifteenth and I want keep a similar odd week pattern in mind for the schedule. I know there isn’t much intel and it may be a bit vague and or cryptic but trust me when I say that every event will fold together like an envelope as my baby girl develops. Feel free to comment your thoughts , concerns , and opinions below , and remember that if you like her to repost her cause she’s a bad bitch 😉. P. S. IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST CLICK THE HYPERLINK ABOVE HERE. Thank you so much for joining me and my friends in the Artiverse , we hope to see you again.
… DID YOU HEAR WHAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK ON THEN GOD MADE THEM BLUE ?
EPISODE 1 | SEEING GHOSTS (PREMIERE — 04/21/2023)
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NEW VIDEO ALERT: DAVE EAST × MIKE & KEYES ~ GOD PRODUCED IT ( OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
Dave East and producers Mike & Keyes have come together to release a new music video for their latest song “God Produced It.” The official music video, which dropped recently, showcases the unique blend of talent and creativity that East and the producers bring to the table.The video opens with a visually stunning shot of the city skyline, setting the tone for the rest of the video. As the music…
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Dave East x Diadora N9002
Rap artist and Harlem native Dave East has partnered up with Diadora and Foot Locker, Inc. for their debut sneakers drop, Dave East x Diadora N9002.
Diadora’s latest release features a unique, layered colorway inspired by the energies and characteristics Dave values and finds within himself. The shoe takes on a cream colorway which signifies themes of being grounded in calmness and a sense of finding yourself. The shoe also features a touch of deep blue which represents loyalty, honesty and trust while the light orange hues are used to characterize optimism and energy. Other special touches include an FTD logo emblem inside the shoe which stands for “From The Dirt” in addition to the rapper paying homage to his late friend and fellow rapper, Kiing Shooter with his life dates within the in-sole.
The newest Diadora drop is available in men’s sizes (8M-13M) sold exclusively in-store and online at Foot Locker beginning this Saturday, January 28 for $120.
In support of the new launch, Dave East will be hosting a meet & greet on release day on Saturday, January 28th at the Foot Locker store in Harlem. If you are in Harlem, head to the Foot Locker Harlem location at 272 125th St Harlem, NY 10027 to purchase (more details in flyer below).
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Dave East teamed up with DJ Drama on his latest Book of David album last year here. The 17-track project was produced by Buda and Grandz featuring appearances by Mama Buda and Kiingshooter. The project was the follow-up to his How Did I Get Here? LP featuring Method Man, Musiq Soulchild, Anthony Hamilton, Trae The Truth, Benny The Butcher and more. Now, he drops a new visual for the song ‘Rules’ from the Book of David offering. : : #DaveEast #MicrophoneBully #GrandzMuzik #DjDrama https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnuz9Vxvcrp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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In the recent Clark’s Originals documentary film, a slew of hip hop’s most notable individuals and groups, and street fashion originators, chronicled their experience with the Clark’s Originals Wallabee, reflecting on the classic staple and its utility in the urban setting. The Wallabee shoe is deified, seen as a "trophy" described by Jadakiss, who narrated the film. The film features the likes of Wu-Tang Clan’s Ghostface Killah and Raekwon, Styles P from the rap trio The LOX, rapper Dave East who stars in Wu-Tang: An Ameircan Saga as Method man, streetwear connoisseur Bahr Brown, founder of Walker Wear April Walker, graffiti artist Futura, New York City-based stylist Danie Sierra, founder of KITH Ronnie Fieg, and founder of Sweet Chick John Seymour, some of who were in the screening room… @reveriepage | @clarksoriginals Link in bio: https://www.reveriepage.com/blog/how-clarks-and-new-york-city-icons-are-chronicling-the-iconic-wallabee-shoe #clarks #clarkswallabees #clarksoriginals #wallabees #wallabeeclarks #wallabeeshoes #footwearfashion #streetwearfashion #fashionstyles #styleblogging #sneakerculture #footwearculture #shoeculture #wutang #ghostfacekillah #raekwon #jadakiss #daveeast #sweetchick #nycswag #nycstreetstyle #streetstyles #footwearfashion #wallabeeclarksshoes #clarksshoes #desertboot #footwearstyle (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmEydxPums_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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How do y’all feel about these AI versions of some of your favorite celebs, (SW...
How do y’all feel about these AI versions of some of your favorite celebs, (SW…
How do y’all feel about these AI versions of some of your favorite celebs, 👀 (SWIPE)
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WDGAF - Dave East ft. G-Eazy
WDGAF - Dave East ft. G-Eazy - #trending #pop #dj #musicstreaming #music #video #indie #artist #hiphop #rap
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Prison yard to the cell
As the song goes on and the prison song echos on, or should we call it prison hymns; with or without me, the same-thing
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Divine intervention my sole intention….. - - - - #daveeast #revolttv #hiphopnews #mymixtapez #worldstarmusic #nycrapper #hood #unsignedhype #qcthelabel #power105 #cyrusdavirus (at London Underground) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckni5wDoNkq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Dave Ea$t. No Place Like Home Tour 🚨 Jex. #haloween #fyp #explore #photography #contentcreator #canonphotography #photogram #daveeast (at The Webster) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkZePcorfsu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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NEW VIDEO ALERT: DAVE EAST × CRUCH CALHOUN ~ SHOUTS TO ME
NEW VIDEO ALERT: DAVE EAST × CRUCH CALHOUN ~ SHOUTS TO ME #linkinbio
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