This is a tentative tracklist for United State of Atlanta:

1. Intro ­ All Good Things
2. Wait (The Whisper Song)
3. Wiggle Then Move
4. 4 Oz. Feat. Three 6 Mafia
5. Belle feat. Anthony Hamilton
6. Live Again feat. Maroon 5
7. Shake feat. Pitbull
8. Brother feat. Cutty
9. Ghetto Classics
10. Hoes feat. Jacki O
11. Boom Boom (ColliPark Remix) feat. Britney Spears
12. Hair
13. Duts
14. Bedroom Boom feat. Avant
15. Pink Pather
16. Badd feat. Mike Jones
17. 23 Hr. Lock Down feat. Bun B
18. Untitled feat. Lil Jon & Teedra Moses (produced by Lil Jon)

What up man, its 6:43 in the morning as I’m typing this, I’m totally fucked up so I was like “Man, I should post on the shrimp” so here you go. Two hot motherfucker reggaeton remixes. I was telling my friend Jake the other day how if I don’t like a song, shit give it a reggaeton remix and I will feel it. So with songs that are already 101 degreez of fucking fire, its just that much hotter. I think everything should have a reggaeton remix. Fuck yes. Blow up your own fucking party with this shit:

Notorious B.I.G. – Hypnotize (Reggaeton Remix)

SNOOOOOOOOOOP! (Reggaeton Remix)

I’ve been meaning to post up some shit about Balance for a minute. A couple other sites out there have posted up about him because he’s got some boys working on that blog grind for him. I like Balance’s shit so I agreed to throw up some shit, I just lagged on it cause I’m lazy like that. Anyways Balance is down with Frontline and E-A-Ski. They are all pretty much teaming up trying to push that whole New Bay shit. Balance himself has been putting in work hooking up tracks with G-unit, E-A-Ski, Chamillioniare, Stat Quo, Royce da 5′ 9, Frontline, and shit even Planet Asia. He’s the self proclaimed bay area mixtape king and he’s got the appearances to back it up. You’ll have to excuse this post, it’s more halfass than usual because I’m rushing out the door right now cause I got to hit up a show tonight but whatever, on with the mp3′s. That’s all you fuckers really give a shit about anyways.

What Up
Balances current radio track trying to tell people to step up in the motherfucker club. It’s got some cutesy exploding drums going down breaking up those congos.

8 ball feat Locksmith & Royce Da 5′ 9
Just wrecking over that You Don’t Want Drama beat.

Roll Wit Me feat Chamillionaire & Stat Quo
Pimping ain’t a hobby

since I’m posting about Balance I figured I’d throw up this new frontline joint. The 12″ just dropped this past week or so. Meant to post this up last week but more laziness. E-A-Ski did the beat and it sounds like they are trying to cash in on that Ying Yang joint with those bass tones. They don’t bring the whispering though and the beat isn’t as stripped down as “Wait” but it’s totally riding that shit.

Bang It

oh and I got one more thing I want to post about before I cut out. It’s this Wreck Shop Family track off Doin It For Texas 2k4, I was bumping this shit on the way home and it made me think of teddy bears and lolipops which is exactly what this website is all about.

Unfuckwitable

Capleton – Wuk Dem (Ghetto Panick rhythm)

One of those dirty, banging straight-up HARD rhythms like Gunz Up or something, sirens, yelling, clapping, urban militaristic thud every bar, and Capleton does his ODB-style wavering growl, laughs at himself with quick inhalation-gasps, sings the hook with what sounds like malevolent joy. There are harder tracks out there but this will do for now, everything else sounds so happy this year. For instance:

TOK – Ride My Pony (Equinoxx Rhythm)

This is one of those organic sounding rhythms with er “real” instruments, acoustic guitar, (vocodered?) R&B chorus. The new TOK album is really great, this is just OK, and its not on the album thankfully. I dunno I’m not so into this traditional sounding shit really, I like it when the rhythms hurt my ears. This is nice and sugary though.

Martina – Private Dancer (Applause Rhythm)

I love this, infectious syncopated clapping-stomp rhythm with buzzing bass and stoic little modal bells chiming in the background. Martina sings about how she likes to dance, “back it up and push it,” so you know she’s got it going on. That “private dance that he loves to see.” Clap, clap, clap.

I’ll talk about the TOK album a little later on, it’s very good, one of the best albums I’ve heard this year. I’m sort of talking out my ass when it comes to dancehall, I love this stuff and listen to it pretty compulsively but my perspective is a little skewed, Ragga Ragga Ragga collections from the past couple years, whatever records I could scoop up at gramaphone (they don’t really have much of a selection when it comes to dancehall, although they seem to like this Kevin Lyttle cat) and the stuff i get from my friend Monique who is the big expert, plus the internet. I think the folks at Spizzazz seem pretty up on dancehall, check them out for a somewhat more informed perspective. (I don’t know much but I know what I like etc.)

This song is like musical quinine balled up in my stomach, eerie does not begin to describe the sinking feeling in my chest listening to this track, and B.G. says “you scaaaaared” and I feel like he’s underestimating the nausea, the spine-tickling fear that grips you, it’s total rat-trapped claustrophobia. These ain’t no fucking jingle bells, they shift slightly downward in pitch, a musical asthma attack. Fuck. B.G. raps in a low voice, braggadocious shifting into creepy confidence, “Cracking a pen and pad is all I had.” Homebwoi sounds appropriately freaked. Whats ya heart beatin for?

Thanks to B-Cause(4OneFunk) I got my hands on some early 90′s wannabe Ice Cube with a jerry curl type shit. You’d be highly advised to purchase his and Ross Hogg’s Slump And Grind mix. Network F1 released this record back in 1991 on TCB records, some shit out of Burbank California. The album opens with Time Flies, this dope little intro of various young women telling the same story. It starts with a young girl speaking over some ice cream truck jingle and thunder. As the intro progresses the voice ages until it becomes an older woman speaking over the same thunder and the cries of a hungry baby.

Time Flies

After that cutesy intro Network F1 comes in with a song called Pro Hate. This is where you get your first taste of how hard dude is trying to sound like Cube. The whole song I’m just waiting for him to yell “punk police” especially after that dead in the bushes line. Whatever though this shit is dope even if the guy is riding cube so hard.

Pro Hate

Next is this 2nd Time interlude about some cop asking some kids if some gangbangers shot them. The interlude plays into last song on the a-side, “Mirror Mirror I See A Killer.” This track has some other dude rapping on it with the first guy. I don’t know any of their names, the record just says Network F1 and I haven’t been able to find any info on these guys. The beat on this track is just some fast paced boom bap shit over some stretched out bass tones. It’s fucking great. They close out the song giving shoutouts and threats to people no one knows.

2nd Time/Mirror Mirror I See A Killer

The B-side kicks off with a short intro called Statistics, that last about 22 seconds and is some reporter running down some stats for shootings in LA during some interview asking some dude what he thinks about it. Following that track is “Welcome To The Neighborhood,” a song mobbing through the hood dealing with bullshit and pulling gats on fools trying to break the hate that makes you want to kill.

Statistics/Welcome To The Neighborhood

The next joint is Mean Season which is more of that angry in LA with nothing to do but start shit type music that the rest of the record is based around. Where this song differs from the rest of the tracks is about just under a minute into it there is some fucking crazy rock break down. All of a sudden you hear some radio static and then some crazy thrashing of guitars as this dude from Network F1 shouts out his boys in Pelican Bay and how he hates your face. This lasts for about 20 seconds before the same radio static brings you back to the boom bap. I know what they were going for with that rock shit but goddamn it doesn’t work. They just threw in some random guitar solo that just made the shit sound like noise. Whatever though, the rest of the song is dope.

Mean Season

The last song on this shit is “Tired Of The Jackin.” They bring the pace down on this one to close out the record to reminisce about the times they use to shoot basketball without having to sweat a dude rolling up on you in the drive thru jacking you for your nissan truck on triple gold daytons. As he has come up he’s gotten into jacking but as he brags about the shit he pulls he also preaches about how he’s sick of pumping that mossberg.

Tired Of The Jackin

I think this record is fucking great. It’s that aggressive westcoast fast tempo shit I love. There is some better shit out there but if you need a supplement to amerikkka’s most wanted then find this shit. This kind of shit takes me back to early 90′s when I rocked my dickies as hard as I could just so girls with hella aqua net and massive hoop earrings would notice me at the lowrider world tour at the Mesa Amphitheater with my 69 schwinn sitting on whitewalls.

I was gonna do a big dancehall roundup today because I got the new TOK album and heard some hot new rhythms (chromatic ghetto panick, folks!) but then I got drunk and hung out with my friends, so instead

ON MY MOMMA!

If you remember when I was talking about Swing I mentioned that he was on the regional hit “On My Momma!” from 2002, which was so popular that True Enuff and Swing and Biggie soundalike Big Huss performed it on Jenny Jones. Yes, thats right, Jenny fucking Jones, this song was mega. I don’t know what was going down with Dunn Ruff entertainment, they had a deal with Universal for this single but unfortunately this was no Cha Cha Slide, I guess it never poked its head very far above ground. This Chicago turn-of-phrase is like the perfect concept for a chorus, decent-to-great rapping throughout, I donno I just like the track straight up. ON MY MOMMA. Cold.

I’m not even gonna throw up the mp3 on this because it’ll be all over the net soon anyway, but this is much better than I expected from Kanye, much better than anything on the Common LP (which lets face it is pleasant and fun but it’s going to get a lot lot more attention than it deserves), it’s total letterbox panoramic production with that buzzing bass that Green Lantern likes to use, the sound of dramatic pop-chart conquest, widescreen, ecstatic, celebratory triumphalism, from “Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic/ Vegas on acid, seen through Yves-St. Laurent glasses…” to the prog-harpsichord instrumental at the end, thunderous boom and the silence, a theatrical trailer to the most anticipated. Expectations notched up to eleven.

Speaking of C-Rayz, I don’t like him very much. Talk about one-dimensional man – his rhyme style is total punchline overload which is very entertaining the first time, with serious diminishing returns. Actually, I like some of his tracks, so I’m being a little dishonest here to get my point across – “Buck 80″ and “Protect My Family” from his Def Jux album Ravipops were OK, but dude could not hold down a whole album to save his life. I remember bumping The Prelude before that but I barely remember anything about it. Maybe I’ll investigate it some time.

Or maybe not, because I dont really like C-Rayz.

Anyway, here’s the first C-Rayz Walz track I ever heard. It’s good.

C-Rayz Walz – Make It Happen

Also some dude emailed me this, it’s not grime but UK hip-hop which I dont really listen to but check it out I guess, its the video to a song called “Council Estate of Mind” and yeah the title sucks but the song isn’t bad, that sort of preachy here’s-what-goes-down-in-the-projects rap but I like the chorus.

Skinnyman – Council Estate of Mind (Quicktime)
Skinnyman – Council Estate of Mind (Windows)

Back with more of that ready rock.

I really dunno why I still get excited about copping new vinyl– specifically white labels. Whenever I play the shit out, nobody gives a fuck because their listening habits are so Clear Channelized that it’s almost impossible for a lowly DJ like myself to “break” a new cut when I DJ. People really don’t dance to shit that they’ve never heard before, even if it’s just fucking bananas. That really fucking pisses me off. But, anyway, I’ve posted these three cuts that aren’t big on the radio and so you probably won’t be able to play them anywhere but in your headphones because people only like to dance to shit that they know all the fucking words to and have choreographed dances to and shit. Whatever. Peep game and if you have more balls then I do, drop this shit in your sets and force motherfuckers to feel it.

NORE and Peedi Crak produced by Just Blaze “Niggarican”: This is on some Reggaeton white label but shit ain’t Reggaeton. It’s just a straight up, synthed-out Just Blaze banger with NORE and Peedi spitting stupid shit on it. Kind’ve a niche market record for them half-black half-hispanic folk, but I will say that if I were half-black half-hispanic, this shit would be my anthem. Peedi is basically like “Fuck rapping, I’m just gonna do a bunch of my catch phrase ‘riiing riiing’ ‘peedi peedi’ type shit on this shit” but I’ll be got damned if the shit don’t sound super hot. NORE says “I drink like a sailor and curse like a sixth grader” proving once again that he’s an idiotic genius.

Busta produced by Scott Storch “Hurt You”: Scott Storch is on fire. Beat is murder. Busta kills this shit, too. This shit should be BIG, but it won’t be because Busta isn’t mumbling and rapping all slow and wack and predictably clubby. He’s just flat out killing it. Shit bumps, though.

Q-tip featuring Busta Rhymes produced by the Neptunes “For the Nasty”: I don’t really know why I copped this. I like the beat, but I’m so done with Q-Tip. I think I convinced myself that I could do something with the instrumental. I dunno. This shit might be big, but I kinda doubt it. I do like the beat and it might be one of these tracks that winds up growing on people and’ll be big in like 6 months, but right now, shit ain’t really hitting. I do like the beat, though. Did I mention that?

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Ok so this is the deal, the server that my girlfriend, DJ Stef’s site and mine are on took a shit. Fortunately I backed my shit up but Stef didn’t so she lost all her shit. I haven’t been able to publish shit for days cause blogger fucking sucks, if anyone knows of some better shit that’s free and allows you to publish on your own shit hook a brother up. Anyways my friend Miro who hooks up our hosting shit is working on getting the hard drive and trying to salvage what he can off that shit. In the meantime she decided to start a blog and a internet radio/mix show. VE Radio is basically this half hour mix she throws up on the site every Sunday. The last three are mixed by her and all three are still up for download, but in the future she’s going to feature some other dj’s.

peep the tracklisting for this week’s show:

01. “U.S. Interlude” – Pep Love w/ background vocals by Goapele (2001 Hiero Imperium) Prod. by Bicasso
02. “Brand Nu Live” feat. J-Live – DJ Nu-Mark (2004 Sequence Records) Prod. by DJ Nu-Mark
03. “New + Improved” feat. What What – The Herbaliser (1997 Ninja Tune) Prod. by The Herbaliser
04. “Fuck You” (Bomb Hip Hop Compilation)- Homeliss Derilex (1994 Bomb Entertainment/PGA Records) Prod. by G-Luv
05. “U Know Now” (Buckwild Remix) – Show & A.G. (1995 Payday/FFRR) Prod. by Show & A.G.
06. “Gangsta Rap” – Ill Bill (1999 Psycho+Logical Records) Prod. by Necro
07. “Hard Twelve” – Beat Assailant (2004 Twin Fizz Records) Prod. by B.A. and Zash
08. “Want” (Ropeladder 12 test press) – Boom Bip feat. Slug (2001 Mush Records) Prod. by Boom Bip
09. “Where I’m From” (Ohridgnal 12″) – Digable Planets (1993 Pendulum Records/Elektra) Prod. by Butterfly
10. “Funky Song” – Low Profile (1990 Priority Records) Prod. by DJ Aladdin
11. “My Bad” – E-A-Ski (2005 Infrared Music Group) Prod. by E-A-Ski and CMT

Also for those that don’t know, VinylExchange started as a newsletter here in the bay area. It was mostly for and by dj’s with reviews of new records coming out, interviews and shit like that. It started back in ’95, as the newsletters popularity grew she started mailing copies out to various spots around the country. The last print version was in December of ’97; after that she just took the whole thing online. Vinylexchange has been around for 10 years now and throughout that time has remained strictly about vinyl, regardless of how many idiots send her albums that are not pressed on vinyl at all. Peep that shit cause it’s diehard.

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