Well, here it is boys and girls…the pioneering ditty from an album thats been years in the making. I’ll spare you the unnecessarily tiresome write-up, and allow you time to enjoy the song. Rest assured, there will be a lengthy and self-glorifying exposition soon to follow. But for now, just immerse yourself in the rhythmically euphoric sounds of my voice. “Good Grief” Produced by DJ MF Shalem. The song is yours now. Enjoy.
…and thank you.
(as seen on hajip.com)
Every now and then, a song is so powerful that it compels the listener to look deep within themselves and say, “Dang, am I off that?” Aw! Well, as it happens, a newly discovered tune evokes such introspection. Aw! The hymn (appropriately titled, Off That) was composed by a longtime companion of Oprah Winfrey. Aw! While his name escapes me at the moment, allow me to say that, because of him, I write this blog. Aw! And I dont give a fidduck abbidout the bliddogs you used to read, son Im Haji P! And these are 10 things that I’m off. Aw!
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(as seen on hajip.com)
“Yo, my album is ’bout to drop, son!” Heard that before? Yup…cause I said it before. At least a bajillion times. But this time its for real. For real for real, no play play. Neighborhood Kid has officially been scheduled for public delivery on February 23rd, 2010 (You may use this time to cheer and applaud). Huzzah!
But Haji P, aint you gon drop a hot single?
I’m glad you asked that question. The answer is this…
Good evening suckahs, hoes, biters, writers, rappers and dancers. Oh, and you too. Welcome to another PH1 Hip Hop Honors . Actually, there’s yet to be a premier episode, so this would be the first. Either way, you’re still welcome.
Tonights honorees have demonstrated excellence in their craft, and provided the music of our culture with songs that’ll span the length of time…and possibly a few days after that. In fact, to even call what they’ve done “songs” is to depreciate the value in what they’ve bestowed upon us. These artist have given us audible heirlooms, cloaked in golden sheets of sonically woven wonder. Whatever that means. Anyway, we’ve (I’ve) selected artists from three different categories, and one who was chosen best overall. Tonights honoree’s are:
See what I did there? With the title? Thats because I’m pretty brilliant with the word thingys. Well, that, and because the following tracks were songs specifically made for Verizon commercials about three years ago. They were both produced and made by the request of my homeboy, Steaknife. You may or may not know him from the Universal recording group, Rehab.You know who Rehab is, right? They did the song ” Bartender .” No? You never heard of ‘em? Dang, you need to get out more.
Neither song was ever given a proper title. So, for the sake of cataloging, we’ll call them :
(if download links dont work, dont be sad, download them at hajip.com)
Thursday, July 30th, 2009…where were you? Its cool…take your time. Think about it. What were you doing?
Whats that? Did you say you were at The Motiv Lounge, downtown Santa Cruz, gazing upon what many consider to be the most meritorious performance of classic rhythmic speech this land has ever been privy to? Good Job! Way to go, guy (0r girl..whatever)! Not only does Brown Co. thank you, but, there’s a special somebody upstairs looking down at you and smiling just a little bit brighter. You’re a real winner!
If you didnt go…well, Im sure living with yourself is probably punishment enough. But, here’s a fun-sized photographic adventure of how the night went down:
Nothing personal guys, but I had to leave. You guys are really great friends and all…but, lets be honest, eight guys in one house? I want a home, not a meat locker. I mean, hows a guy supposed to score with all that testosterone in the building? Plus, Ive got the kids to think about. I cant let them see me in a less than sober capacity, running amok , shouting out the word “nigga” and other derogatory racial epithets. Unless its about racist white people…or white people that I think are racist…which is about 98.9% of them. Its okay if they see that.
Anyway, I’ll come back and visit from time to time. Share with you my stories of debauchery and public antagonizing…y’know, like old times, it’ll be a blast.
Anyway, you should all come visit me at my new place….you’ll love it. Here’s the directions. Haji Ps New House.
aug. 29, 1958 – jun. 25, 2009
“mama sey mama sah ma ma ku sah.”
