aka “the David Rasche” of rap.
***UPDATE*** TOUR IS CANCELLED***
CONCEIT WILL BE AT THE ACEYALONE SHOW
Be Sure to peep out the Show in Oakland with Aceyalone on June 1rst.
Long time Gurp City homies in the HFL Family have just released a new album by Sanjuro Titled Seppuku. The album is available over at available at www.oaksan.com (if that link doesn’t work check here). Sanjuro’s vocals lace beats from an army of underground up and coming beat slangers: Cmil (of Eddie K’s – “Power Up” fame), Bdaps (illefficient), Wickens, Fatees & Mode1 of OE Ridaz
Once again, playing catch-up with posting the most recent editions of the show. Here are the last two weeks. Keep checking back for a new edition every week. For more shows, old playlists and other music type stuff, check out www.AudioNarcotic.com. Enjoy the shows…
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Even though long time Gurp City Homie DJ Oh wasnt able to make it out to Chico for the Bloom-efit he still came thru for the cause. E-rok showed up from San Jose with a shoebox full a special mixtape made by DJ Oh just for the event. Streaming at the top of this post is the first 15 minutes of the mix “My Definition of a Bloombastic Rap Style”. Check it out, if you like what youre hearing make a little donation (at least a couple bucks) to our paypal fund for Corey Bloom (directions listed below). Any amount will be accepted and we will send you a link to download the rest of the mix immediately after. If your a broke dick loser or cant figure out paypal, or maybey you bought Corey a drink one night and he never got you back just hit me up ej*AT*gurpcity*DOT*net and I’ll send you the link as well.
Donate funds securely through www.paypal.com. All you have to do is go to www.paypal.com â€” click on SEND MONEY and then enter in the email address email@example.com and it will explain it from there. She is a very trustworthy person who is gathering money from a bunch of Coreyâ€™s Rapper/DJ/Producer/PR/Record Label contacts that he works with on a daily basis.
If you want to find out more about what DJ Oh is up to check out New Medina Beat Suites
Swing by Madrone Lounge, 500 Divisadero St. SF, and catch DNAE Beats‘ release party for his new album, The First Hundred Is The Hardest. DJ B. Cause will be gracing the turntables as well as DJ Centipede, Funny Indo, DJ Diversify, and Citizen Ten.
It’s not an act; it’s what we do.
I’m your typical Gurp City resident. When I go to a house party, I like to drink on an empty stomach and go out my fucking body. I don’t wanna look cool and have intelligent conversation, and I got in-house, so I’m not trying to preen for the dirty ones either. You ain’t gonna catch me with bottled water. I’m trying to get drunk and stoned, period. I’m that motherfucker you worry about pissing in the living room. I don’t drink and politely resign to a cubby hole when it’s time for beddy-bye either. I drink until I can’t move and my brain cannot form the images necessary for vision, and then I just stay where I am till that’s over. Anybody that’s done Ketamine knows what I’m talking about; it’s like I drink myself into an alcoholic K-hole. Yeah, worry about me, dude. I’m the guy singing along to NWA’s “Gangsta Gangsta” in an Axl Rose voice (post-facelift), and basically acting like a seventh-grader off his first sixer. And sweating profusely is a big part of it. So is doing the Get Low. But I can’t cuz I’m drunk and fat and uncoordinated even when sober and not from Fillmore, so I just watch other motherfuckers. And don’t let me get near the turntables, ’cause I’ll just play all my own shit. I like to be piss drunk and shameless. It’s how I have fun. I’ve been doing the exact same thing for over 20 years. And I love it. And my friends don’t mind, ’cause they do it too. Most everybody I know already knows this, but I’ll say it anyway: Presenting the faÃ§ade of a baller, well-paid and reserved with a fat cigar and brandy-snifter balanced nimbly in one’s fingers isn’t even a millionth as fun as getting blurry and causing a ruck, reaching out your filthy forty-grippers for anything liquid (even if it’s pink and coconut-flavored) or smoke-able and cracking yourself the fuck up.
All this being said, I tend to be a pretty annoying drunk to those that consider themselves grown, too cool for anything that’s not Jameson and Pabst, or above the art blacking out and acting a fuckin’ fool, and I usually get yelled at, kicked out of places, and punched hard for mouthing off to someone I shouldn’t have. But ya know we gotta say fuck it to that, ’cause if we didn’t we wouldn’t have nearly as much fun. The Bloomefit was a perfectly tolerant place to flex this type of personal freedom for alcoholic enjoyment. It might’ve been the last total retardo throwdown for a long time as all the ranchers are hittin’ the wind and working on their solo projects, and I just want to thank everybody who organized the shin-dig and gave us an outlet to do our favorite thing, and I think all the gurpos in attendance share my gratitude. And the coolest part about it was that it wasn’t to make ourselves look good, feel cool, make money, or shamelessly promote; we did it to help out our relly, Lord Facials. Basically, this is all a disclaimer for why I drank the “Dean Juice” and got on dean and why I look like such a baby mook in the footage from that Lean Night (all this shit was inspired by Unforgivable on youtube which was in heavy rotation at the Bloomefit; watch that shit.) The sting of embarrassment now after-the-fact just reminds me of the balls out good time I had, or at least I keep telling myself that to steer clear of regrets. Quote of the night, I’m not gonna say who said it: “She’s nice with the head game, but that bitch just won’t shut up!” Thanks to all the fools who DJed (Loomis, Aye Jay, Heathakilla, Brandon B yo Count: thanks for the sneak preview screening of “Block Monster”â€”fools are gonna flip over that shit when you get it editedâ€”y’all thought Father Rick was funny, sheee–it, etc.) which provided the soundtrack towards my eventual Dean-ism, thanks to G-pek for mixin’ the Juice, thanks to E-Rock for the ride, thanks to Paul for telling us to turn it down when the Neighbor yelled in desperation: “Lower The Bass!,” thanks to Alan for making the fresh hoodies, thanks to Thuggy for bringing his camera and making Me and Pek look like the true goons we are, thanks to E, Lydia, Sammy, and Sammy’s boy who drove all the way back to Sac or some shit that night, and anybody else that passed the grapes in clear papes, and thanks to that motherfuckin’ lowlife that stole Corey’s lap-top and gave us a reason to have the party in the first place.
I fuckin’ love that shit. It’s what the City’s all aboutâ€¦ Gurp , gurp. You are a basehead. I can see it in your eyes. Don’t fight it. Go to sleep.
Gurp City photographer Amanda Lopez hustles. Not only is she part of the M.I.S.S. Crew and Dandelion Black, but she is also a featured photographer on Okay Player. SF native Lopez is currently trying to win a bid for a grant to document the Mission District for San Francisco. She has shot for Quannum recording artists, Urb, Synthesis, The Preformer, Vibe, Mass Appeal, The Legend, and Vapors.
Amanda’s day job is working as an assistant to world famous photographer, Estevan Oriol. You have most likely seen his work through Upper Playground, Joker Clothing, Soul Assassins, filmed music videos for Kool G Rap, Cypress Hill, DJ Muggs, Paul Wall (Higg’s favorite), Blink 182, even P.O.D. and has shot for almost every music magazine we read.
Lopez recently laced me with an original photo from her Vans Series of her and her mentor.
Thanks for the print Amanda!
Gurp City and Machete Vox producer extraordinare, DNAE Beats made the cut and neck deep into the Red Bull Big Tune Competition in San Francisco. Big Tune is a producer beat battle equivalent to Red Bull’s BC One break dance competition. Also in the Big Tune competition is Gurp City rellie Phillip Drummund.
If you’re in the Bay, go support DNAE.
A few weeks ago The Ranch got broken into. The only thing of importance stolen, besides a bag of stress, was our roommate Corey Bloom’s new laptop.
I have known Corey for over 12 years and, as many people can attest to, he is the most humble dude I have ever met. When we told him we were going to try and raise money to replace his laptop, he immediately said, “Its not right. What about all the other people whose houses were broken into? They deserve to have their things that were stolen back too.” What else would you expect Corey to say?
We are trying to get the homies together and get some scratch rounded up to get him on his way to another laptop. We will be having a HOUSE PARTY (1195 Hill View Way, Chico CA 95928, cross-street Neal Dow) on April 28th. We’re gonna get some kegs, press up some Gurp shirts, custom Gurp City hoodies and art donated from local artists, with all proceeds going to Bloom.
For instance, you could come with $20s and leave drunk with a brand new dope t-shirt, or come with $50 and leave drunker, with a custom Gurp City hoodie and an original piece of artwork by some amazing artists!
If you cannot make it you can still donate to the fund securely through www.paypal.com. All you have to do is go to www.paypal.com — click on SEND MONEY and then enter in the email address firstname.lastname@example.org and it will explain it from there. She is a very trustworthy person who is gathering money from a bunch of Corey’s Rapper/DJ/Producer/PR/Record Label contacts that he works with on a daily basis.
Please feel free to pass this on to any of your friends. Hope you all can make it and help out our rellie.
It’s not like the Bleezies & Heem edition of The 40 Oz Show was a difficult thing to put together, I mean, had I put a bit more effort into it, I could have come up with a two- or three-hour show. Still, I think this hour nicely encompasses that whole smokin’ and drankin’ vibe…probably even better so when you’ve been smokin’ and drankin’. The Mac Dre cut was the obvious choice to lead off the show, partially because I ripped the title of the show from the title of this song, but among the rest, most of these tracks are pretty obvious candidates for inclusion here. So sit back, crack a tall can or pour a glass of Heem, fire up a bleezie and enjoy the show…oh yeah, and happy 4:20 to all the shameless stoners out there who, uh…wait…what were we talking about?
Eh, whatever… To download the whole show, click the boombox-bagged 40 bottle up there; to see the playlist and subscribe to the podcast, click over to AudioNarcotic.com…
â€œUnionâ€ By Spark nâ€™ Cinder (Jimmy Fay) Feat Faydog (right click “save as”)
Any of you out there who live close to the Eastbay should take the time to roll out to Lanesplitters on San Pablo and University in Berkeley. You would do yourself a great service to check out the art on display by one of Gurp City’s most talented individuals. Faydog is not only a pro when it comes to whipping out Sicilian style slices he’s also an awesome illustrator and painter. If you’ve ever had a stack of bills or scrap paper laying on a coffee table when Faydogs around then you know oh to well the little beastie colonies and singing monsters that come to life after Fay asks you for a pen. We’re all very proud of Fay for this is his first artshow and he’s almost completely sold out of all his hangin work. Good job homie. Faydog’s art is going to continue to hang thru the end of April so go see it while you still can.
Here’s a few pics from Fays official art show opening this past Monday, as well as a free Faydog song/collabo with father Jimmy Fay up top.
photos by Keith The Mammal
F-A-Y-D-O-G, gettin that guac!
Heres a little promo for the upcoming Freestle Olympics on Friday April 27th. The Gurp fam will be represented in the hosting (TOPR) and judging duties (CONCEIT aka “The Gary Coleman of Rap”) this year. Peep the promo. Word to Ceit, good lookin on the Gurp City shout out but sorry about that hat you’re wearing.