Anyone who saw the BET Awards lst night will know what I'm talking about when say that Grandmaster Melle Mel is my hero. Always has been & always will be. One of the 1st MC's who I tried to emulate vocally (& still do sometimes), he gave us the 1st socially conscious rap record in "The Message" & his voice just always sounded...vicious, hungry, there's no way to describe it without hearing it. I mean next to Freddie Foxx (who coincidentally knocked my hero on his ass in a boxing match once) there aint many who sound hungrier on a microphone.
Another reason I idolize Mellie Mel is his honesty. Last night Jacque Reid (who needs to come from behind that news desk more often lookin like she did last night) asked Mel who his favorite emcee was & without missing a beat he said "Me. I mean, look at me! I'm the prettiest, I've got the biggest arms in hip-hop, who's gonna say they're better than me?" And no one on stage said a word.
I remember the 1st Grandmaster Flash album I ever bought had a picture of Mellie Mel on the back. Shirtless from the waist up, wearing shades, gripping a Louisville Slugger in one hand, screaming to the heavens, the caption read; "Whether you like it or not, I am the best rapper in all creation...give 'em a hug". And I instantly believed him.
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. I see Mellie Mel when I look in the mirror. Not literally, but sometimes I feel like he's my alter ego (Fight Club, anyone?). Oh sure, I check the attitude when dealing publicly with people, but that's only because I know I can take these suckas out ANYTIME I want to. How do you think I won so many poetry slams? With Poetry?
Some poets wear their superhero-ness on their sleeves (kinda like Superman wearing his red & blue tights over his street clothes) which makes them seem so much more successful...or maybe they're just louder about it. It's not the same for rappers 'cuz each MC has a superhero quality about them anyway - even if they profess to not have one & just be a regular joe - then THAT's their super power.
I just found out that I've been selected to represent Washington DC again this year as a storm poet at the National Poetry Slam in St. Louis this August. But things are gonna be different this year. I'm not going as Patrick Washington, I'm going as Black Picasso. S on the chest like I'm a black superhero. We're gonna see what happens when we put the man away & let the myth in the ring. I'm already working out daily, I may not have dudes arms yet, but I've got a Louisville Slugger to back up everythang I say.
"Whether you like it or not, I am the best poet in all creation ...now give 'em a hug".
"Testing - who got the best thing? naturalaw naturally be the be-bop you got less swing guessin'? stop frontin', start confessin' you ain't impressing, you're regressin' "ding"-right on cue, we come stressin' POEM-CEES be well worth the investin' bless & run these rhymes without stretchin'? endin' up with severely pulled hamstrings etch & sketch out schemes for cash catchin' leave nostrils scorchin' after sessions -question 'yes-men' with no connections to this crew and dem can't pass inspection proactive detection preserves perfection deflects attempts at infection this profession's wrong direction's gettin' righted by this here insurrection diction-dancer, necromancer, style-enhancer movements like the Black Panther torchin'; wig-out off the style morphin' spit the slang to psyce-up your endorphins cat's be searchin' for trends emergin' taking shorts; need to start out-sourcin' i'll make a fortune sellin' INTELLIGENT DISCOURSE 'n open hip hop academies for orphans -be wary of being carried by the visionary whose commentary's binary coded- soon to be legendary polysyllabic maverick you'd be an addict if i came in the form of a tablet grab it with ya ears let it spill on the brain, but caution, 'genius' stains coast and play it cool 'til ya close then blow spots and jet in the commotion aaaah..."
forgive me, but I would've gone to TICKETMASTER for that joint... ha ha....c'mon, that was funny we GOTTA laugh to keep from cryin sometimes, y'all, I mean death's a/part of life. In the words of Asheru, "It's all divine & part of the same line"
-big ups to my man eddie rose; can y'all say bachelor party in puerto rico?
-y'all are gonna keep missing dj stylus if he doesn't start posting about his gigs...
-big ups to The Mocha Lounge, every other wednesday at 944 Florida Ave NW (right off Sherman by the 9:30 Club)
-big ups to Ronald Reagan, The Father of Hip Hop
-Candace Wilson, Central Hower Class of '04... GO 'HEAD CUZ!!!!
-am i missing ANYTHING on network tv these days? (besides sports?) i think not...
-Confession #1: first year of college. my man mike tennis likes this girl. he's shook about talking to her- so he sends me over to 'feel her out' for him. 'middle of a party/noisy' situation- so she pulls me outside. i began my fact-finding mission with a simple question: "so, you know mike is feeling you, right?" she responds by throwing her tongue down my throat.
this is not the answer my man mike tennis was looking for...
i came back in, went straight to mike and said,
"hey- i don't think it's gonna happen man."
mike asked why: "what'd she say"
dp: "uhh... not that much- she's kind of faded"
mike: "aahh f*ck it"
dp: "maybe"
mike: "what?"
dp: "maybe there's more drink in the kitchen- c'mon..."
-Confession #2: i am a sugar addict.
-Confession #3: expect the POEM-CEES poetry on "RTL" to come in the form of beat-drenched bugged-out rhymes. so, for all who anticipate the day we drop pure poetry acapellas over background music, look for that side project in the near future.
don't say we don't care don't say i don't share don't play with my hair don't lay with my bear jonts stay so sincere
capiche?
easy, DZA
ps. THREAAATS!!! i'll clip ya nails too short and force ya to pick a thousand pennys up off of a flat surface!!!