I just came across a news bit online which took me back. The death of Tony D. (Anthony Depula), the producer behind Poor Righteous Teachers and YZ who also worked with King Sun, Pacewon, MC Serch, K. Love, Blvd. Mosse, DJ Muggs.. the list goes on. He died at the reported age of 42 (his birthdate is unknown) on April 5, 2009 from a car crash. There are too many that have passed this year. R.I.P. Tony D.

Tony D. interview with Music Selections:

Dj MP45:First of all, thanks for letting us have this interview. We should start from the beginning: what was your first exposure to hip-hop? I read that you started as a DJ, so which were the songs you were playing at that time?

Tony D: Grandmaster Flash and the Sugarhill stuff but Run DMC and the Def Jam early 12’s really were my favs.

Dj MP45: How did you switch from DJing to production and which equipment were you using when you started?

Tony D: the Mantronik album cover with roland 909 made me go buy one. So back then I had that and a 4 track cassette. ..

Dj MP45: Did you do a lot of crate digging in the past and do you still do it these days?

Tony D: Of course, but the record stores have dried up so it’s more of a challenge. I find myself digging in my own stash more than going out and breakhunting I have gathered so many old records that I still have fresh stock to go through…digger for life.

Dj MP45: Which are your top 5 non-hip hop records?

Tony D: I like the funky people James Brown lp’s, Monk Higgins, Andy Bey, Children of all ages: dope lp!

Dj MP45: Who are other producers that inspired your work and why?

Tony D: Marley Marl: he was the first to samples drums……

Pete Rock : trademark sound with horns and he pioneered the raw remix. .

But Paul C was the best on the SP1200 which I still use today. . . Plus he was ahead of time. . .

Dj MP45: Which songs do you wish you had produced yourself?

Tony D: Give The Drummer Some by Ultramagnetic Mc’s, T.R.O.Y. by Pete Rock and C.L Smooth and DWYCK by Gangstarr

Dj MP45: You produced a lot of politically-charged acts such as Poor Righteous Teachers: were you comfortable with their message or was it just music to you?

Tony D: Sometimes I felt a little odd hearing all the anti-devil stuff but I was pretty much accepted into the hip-hop urban community because I been down since day 1 . . .

Dj MP45: One of my favourite songs you produced is the Blvd Mosse “Move to something funky”: I tried to find more info on this group, but I couldn’t find any: how did you start working with them and do you have any interesting anecdotes about that time?

Tony D: Actually with the explosion of random hip hop, BLVD MOSSE unreleased is in demand as I have other material from them as well as other artists from Trenton that never came out.

I met them in North Trenton. They were from that area where I was already scouting acts.

Dj MP45: Let’s move to the present: what do you think about the state of hip hop at the moment and do you think there are producers who can still carry that flag?

Tony D: It goes up and down. Sometimes I think Hip-Hop’s dead then Kanye or Lupe Fiasco comes out with something dope.

But overall, crunk, bling and gangsta rap have put a dent in the culture of Hip-Hop

Dj MP45: Many thanks for taking the time to answer our questions, it is very much appreciated , I know readers of our blog will be happy to find out that a fellow Italian gave such a great contribution to hip hop.

Tony D: Thanks paisons…peace.

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The Official Smokeout Wrapup featuring: Goodie Mob, Sen Dog, Murs, Sunspot Jonz, Devin The Dude, DJ Muggs, Bushwick Bill and Willie D. If you missed it….damn.

Big shout to B-Real & Muggs & Cypress Hill for Smoke Out 2009! George Lopez even came out rocking a Kush Couture, Cheech & Chong Collective tee shirt! Can’t wait til next year!

This is great news, Ill Bill being one of my favorite rappers, and Muggs one of my favorite producers. The album he did with GZA was pretty good, the one with Sick Jacken had some of the rawest rap tracks from recent times (Land Of Shadows was perhaps the best song of that year) on it, so I’m thinking this should be nothing short of epic.

The project with Sean Price (Pill?) should be very interesting as well. Two unique, hardcore Brooklyn vets sharing the mic; that’s a dream combo. Let Necro handle the production.

Annually this is what the head hancho over at StonesThrow record does for us Angelinos and other surrounding suburbs. Better known as Peanut Butter Wolf, he will be hitting 9 spots in 9 different area codes each night starting today & throughout So Cal to rock his artistic video mix consisting of music in the era of the 90’s. Tonight it jumpstarts @ the Glashouse in Pomona….all ages welcome!

Click to link to StonesThrow Records

La Coka Nostra, nasce nel 2005, viene fondata dopo la rottura degli “House of Pain”, da alcuni ex membri tra cui Danny Boy, Dj Lethal, Slaine, e Ill Bill proveniente dai Non Phixion.

Il gruppo originariamente aveva poco a che spartire con il “fare musica” era di fatti un piccolo crew il cui principale scopo era lo svago nel tempo libero.

Nel 2006 si affaccia l’idea tra i membri di registrare un album.

Nel 2008 l’album deve ancora essere stampato, e il gruppo firma con la Suburban Noize Records, un’etichetta underground punk/hardcore, riuscendo così a rilasciare l’album d’esordio a lungo rimandato.

Danny Boy annunciò che l’album “A Brand You Can Trust” era stato partorito in così tanto tempo perchè il gruppo si era rifiutato di fare collaborazioni via e-mail e chiunque collaborava nella produzione doveva essere sempre presente in studio.

In “A Brand You Can Trust” compaiono artisti del calibro di Snoop Dogg, Bun B, Sick Jacken, B-Real, Sen Dog, Immortal Technique, Big Left e Q-Unique.

All’album hanno inoltre collaborato personaggi come DJ Lethal (dj/producer dei Limp Bizkit) e DJ Muggs dei Cypress Hill che ha da tempo stretto grandi rapporti con Ill Bill e tutto il crew Psycho-Logical.

Gli argomenti fondamentali si rifanno allo stile Psycho-Logical mantenendo tuttavia beat meno cupi e utilizzando toni più seriosi e meno psicotici dei soliti utilizzati dalla famiglia Necro + Ill Bill.

…true hip-hop.  Hits like a shot of B12.

Photo by Vincent la Foret/Stills Press/Retna

Whenever my loinspawn ask about Woodstock, I always think of Trevor. He was my best friend in those days, and he seemed to have the skinny on everything. It was he who first told me about an exotic “music and arts festival” scheduled on the far-off East Coast in August. It sounded a world and a lifetime away as I busied myself stapling homemade zine fliers into a post outside Boccherini’s Coffee and Tea House in our hometown of Albany, Oregon.

“All the bands are gonna be there,” he goshed between hits from his latte bong. Personally, I couldn’t see how anything could possibly top Body Count at Lollapalooza, but there was something in his voice that gave me pause. Besides, he assured me, “Adam Curry says it’s a phenomenon most unprecedented in the annals of music history.”

Intrigued all afternoon, I turned on my TV when I got home. There it was: Woodstock. How about that? My generation had finally wedded art and commerce with rock ‘n’ roll. You’d think someone would have discovered the connection earlier, but the ’80s had been too airless and crass, the ’70s were an oblivious case of the doped-up alley shakes, and the ’60s were utterly hopeless, as a reinvigorated Republican party dominated the decade under the aegis of Jerry Rubin.

A third day was added later.

The event was backed by Woodstock Ventures, Inc., a weapons manufacturer that came to prominence in the Reagan era. Captained by 74-year-old CEO Michael Lang, the bloated arms dealer was keen to tap the youth market in 1994. “Generation X? I think they’re amazing,” Lang told Fortune. “They’ve accomplished in smaller numbers what their parents’ generation was too lazy and stupid to even attempt. As for our involvement, we didn’t do much, honestly. A couple promoters in their early twenties came to us, jester hats in hand, and we just threw cash at ‘em while brooding in our self-imposed prisons of dark-souled avarice.”

It’s hard to explain to my kids just how different America was 15 years ago. It was a time of great change, an era of personal prosperity and hope. We had an awesome President and a thriving economy, and the only people who weren’t happy were assholes. “But weren’t you bored without cell phones and the Internet?” asks my son, Popquiz Hotshot Frye, 11. “No,” I chuckle. “Back then, girls wore baby-doll dresses.” “That’s how you met mom, right?” adds my daughter, Shannonhoon Beegirl Frye, 13. “That’s right, sweetie,” I reply sweetly. “Nobody drunkenly dropped her purse in a baby-doll quite like your mom.”

But all that was in an unforeseen future. All I could think about then were three fun-filled days in Saugerties, New York. It sounded like a memorable blast. But in the end I couldn’t go because I had to catch up on all the Conans I’d taped. Priorities. Trevor seemed relieved, as he’d begun pulling double shifts at the food-processing plant to pay for the tickets. As it turned out, only his girlfriend Pinta was available for the cross-country trek. Now, there was a storybook romance. They were so into each other that one night they hit the tattoo parlor downtown, where he got Buddy Holly etched into his upper right arm and she got Mary Tyler Moore inked into her left. In close quarters their tattoos kissed and made beautiful Rivers Cuomo music together. Now Trevor was telling me he planned to propose to Pinta right after The Cranberries’ set, when the moment would be just so. “I hope we get to make love in mud,” he sighed.

Radio bands bent under the weight of the impending event. There were the usual interviews with disconsolate ’60s icons. “I can’t believe we didn’t think of it,” ached John Sebastian. “It’s such a no-brainer. Jesus Christ, we dropped the ball.” “That’s what I meant when I said, ‘We blew it,’” explained Peter Fonda, referring to his memorably dismissive epitaph in 1969’s Easy Rider, then celebrating its 25th anniversary. “We were just a bunch of blind, capitalist pricks, and all we cared about was keeping Nixon in the White House.” Crosby, Stills & Nash recorded a jingle for McDonald’s, which played with increasing frequency as the festival drew near. “By the time we got to Woodstock,” their sweet harmonies enthused, “we were half a billion served.”

The promotional machine was in permanent overdrive. Since I couldn’t attend, I had my choice of myriad pay-per-view packages, all of which I purchased, along with four new televisions so I didn’t miss a single Flea bass plunk. I also bought the T-shirts, a couple hats, and the official Woodstock game for my Super Nintendo (the object was to help Henry Rollins beat the shit out of everyone in Candlebox). Trent Reznor went door-to-door to talk about Nine Inch Nails’ performance scheduled for Saturday, August 13, and Perry Farrell recruited his Porno for Pyros bandmates through a cross-promotional tie-in with MTV’s The Real World. So by the time the concerts finally aired, I was totally Woodstocked out, spending most of my days sweet-talking girls at the 7-Eleven down the street. I managed to catch a few performances when I wasn’t schooling company on F-Zero or napping, which was pretty much my entire schedule at the age of 21.

They say if you remember Woodstock, you weren’t actually there. I think that’s true. At least it was for me — and Trevor, funnily enough. The week before the festival he fortified his air-conditioned minivan with girlfriend, Bugles, Mountain Dew, and Pearl Jam bootlegs and got as far as Portland, Oregon, before he realized he was going the wrong way. So he just said, “Fuck it” and stayed. He and Pinta have been there ever since. They have two children of their own now and operate a microbrewery specializing in hemp-based elixirs. They still listen to The Cranberries while making out on the couch.

As for me, I’m fully domesticated. Two kids, loving wife, home mortgaged up the ass, and a St. Bernard named DJ Muggs. We’ve all gone our separate ways, Generation X, but I still have fond memories of that ancient summer, when the music raged and we all shrugged our shoulders as one.

This is the latest single off the Intermission album in stores now… Cop that why don’t ya…

As always Sick Jacken stay’s busy in the studio. This time you can find him on the new Soul Assassins cd along with B-Real, RZA, La Coka, Bum B, Self Scientific, Alchemist, Necro, Cynic, Planet Asia, Prodigy, Evidence, and more. The reviews on this cd have been coming out strong and as you can tell it looks and sound sick. Clik on both images to get more info..

Jaime~ UKMG

Toate CDurile sunt originale 100%, cu booklet complet, fara defecte, toate merg perfect. Majoritatea sunt noi.

I found out when this years awards are taking place this year and it got me all excited!

Here is a slideshow of last year’s awards featuring Tracey Jordan as the host and Biz Markie as the DJ celebrating the careers of Slick Rick, Too Short, Cypress Hill and Naughty By Nature.  The show was amazing as was every artist that participated.  I am really looking forward to the awards this year!

Too $hort and Slick Rick

Too $hort - Slick Rick - Cypress Hill

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Fine Young Canibal, Hannibal Lector, Killin bitches like Robert Blake and Phil Spector

La Coka Nostra recruits Bun B for Choose Your Side.  Bun, Everlast and Ill Bill get down over production courtesy of the Alchemist.  Look for this record to appear on La Coka Nostra’s debut album A Brand You Can Trust dropping July 14th and look out for the crew in your city for Rock The Bells this summer.

Download/Stream–>http://www.zshare.net/audio/60872626cdf17f65/

Et toujours pour Soul Assassins, Evidence et Sick Jacken ont taffés ensemble et le résultat était le fameux Classical dont voici le clip.

Extrait du prochain volume des aventures Soul Assassins, DJ Muggs nous offre un gros banger ou il invite Bun-B et M1 de Dead Prez.

Who’d have thought you’d see the day where Bun B hooked up with M1 from dead prez? Dopeness. Over some DJ Muggs production for the Soul Assassins’ upcoming album, Intermission.

Download: Gangsta Shit (Prod. DJ Muggs) – Bun B x M1