I rarely have anything important or interesting to say, but if I do, you can usually count on me to say it in a fairly entertaining way. For the most part, I will use this blog because it seems like a fun thing to play with. Like the rest of my phases, this will likely burn out quickly. Instead of a blaze of glory, however, it will simply smolder until someone steps on it like an irritating fire just begging to be extinguished.
Metaphors are for assholes.
"I'll publish right or wrong: Fools are my theme, let satire be my song." - Lord Byron
E-mail me: bergen.anthony@gmail.com
I also write about Dead Presidents
Kanye West (feat. Tony Williams): Blood On The Leaves
C-Bo: I’m So Hood
“I’m outta Sactown/The crown on the hat town”
“Oh God, why did she have to happen? And just when I was doing so good without her.” — Paul Kemp, The Rum Diary
Anthony Hamilton: Do You Feel Me
Eminem: Square Dance
Notorious B.I.G.: Gimme the Loot
Audio Two: Top Billin’
Brotha Lynch Hung & C-Bo: 187 On 24th Street
This Blocc Movement album, a collaboration between Sacramento’s two most successful rappers — C-Bo and Brotha Lynch — brings back lots of memories, and this particular song was like ghetto gospel to most of the people I knew back in what many scholars and scientists refer to as “the day”.
The lyric: “Cuz Blocc niggaz don’t sock niggaz/They shoot niggaz in the back” was a pretty accurate description of what things were like in the Garden Blocc in the late-90s. During the 2000s, the Garden Blocc calmed down a bit (or maybe I calmed down), but when I was a teenager, you couldn’t let your guard down between 21st Street and 29th Street because songs like this were not an exaggeration.
Anyway, I’m not sure why I went off on a descriptive tangent here. I only meant to post the song because it reminds me of hanging out with my friends back in Sacramento.
Goldy: Nationwide Love
