I first heard about Foster through “Plant the Rapper”, his now-deleted Chance the Rapper diss. I’d just released my reasonings about the superstar’s suspicious rise to fame and his lyrics had ten times more information than my video. Also, they had slick lines and were funny.
His band’s name is a reference to Ken Kesey’s Merry Pranksters, characters that are bound to appear frequently on this blog, and they’ve just released two back to back EPs that will not get the attention they deserve because they reveal too much. Foster might be a firecracker on Twitter, but he knows what’s up. They combine rock and hip hop in a brand new way; Danny Brown once rightly said that this particular mix of genres died because of Fred Durst, but Foster & the Pranksters don’t sound anything like the ill fated rap metal.
It’s to be noted that “La Honda” features Royce Da 5’9″ on the final track, one of the coldest MCs out there
when he’s not defending Eminem.
The formal info about the release says:
Look: I recently became immortal.
My first novel is out, the Spanish Edition of “La Tormenta” is already available on Amazon. Of course I’m getting it translated into English, but it’s going to be a while so you might as well get this one and help a brother out. It’s worth the price of admission, everything you need to know about this world is in there, guaranteed. And for every copy sold a random white horse will get a horn in the forehead, making the planet a more magical place in this time of need. With “La Tormenta” everybody wins.
The novel is about time, magick, hip hop, discordianism, high weirdness, psychedelics, philosophy, Caracas, Mérida, 2012, physics, conspiracy, impotence, weed, rockets, the meaning of life, a life of meaning, nature, The Occult, frustration, insanity, music, catharsis, apotheosis and much, much more. “La Tormenta”, out now.
September, 2018 – Wow, this was hard. Like most of the artists featured in this art reports, I had to leave Venezuela. My story is material for another post, but the pertinent point is: I haven’t had a reliable Internet connection for a while and that’s the reason continuing this took so long. No excuses though. I have to be more reliable.
This second edition of the Venezuelan Art Report is a music special, because music was my topic of choice before I promised to write about boring subjects, which I still plan to do. Someday in the future.
But for the time being, in the present, after the jump, you have a kickass Venezuelan Art Report music special: Continue reading
I went back to hip hop and lost all of my audience. I can’t blame them, this topic is old news and I spent more than two months without posting content in my You Tube channel. I’m going through changes in my personal life, I had to leave my country and my computer behind, I have no realiable Internet connection here and I’m literally homeless, but hey… that’s a topic for another post. The point I was trying to make: this is the last video on my classic set and probably the last one for a while in general.
It’s about hip hop and rock, mumble rap and punk and pop punk. It’s about culture and the lack of it. It’s about the new wave and the old school. Please watch it.
The formal information goes like this: Continue reading
I wrote this in one of those pesky Discordian fakebook groups:
So, a few months ago, on my birthday, I woke up groggy and alone in the house. The sun was giving a weird light, and I immediately noticed something off in the CDs shelf. I went there and picked up an album I’ve never seen, the cover was an intense electric blue, metalic, and it reflected the light. I examined it, the title was “Discord” and I knew I was in the midst of it. I put it on and it was the most amazing music. Of course, nobody in this house knows where it came from.
Hail Eris, All Hail Discorja!
It’s not over until you listen to the whole album, above.
P.S. This song uses Ryuichi Sakamoto music, also.
“The universe is listening, be careful what you say in it/
My grandma told me every bed a n**ga make, he lay in it/
The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside/
Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies…“
– Jay Electronica, “better in tune w the infinite“
I wrote this as a sample piece for a magazine I was applying to and I totally missed the mark. My usual low-key-joke-filled stile was not appropriate for this publication in particular, I realized after I sent it. Luckily, I convinced them to let me write another one and this time I’ll adapt to their tone and get that spot in their staff, but that’s neither here nor there. The thing is, I finally have a new text to share with you, my non-existent audience.
The funny thing about it is that the last few paragraphs don’t really represent how I feel, I just saw the opportunity for comedy and went with it to the bitter end. I couldn’t care less that Kendrick is a millenial, an artist is an artist is an artist.
I hope you all enjoy it, people of the world: Continue reading
Me llamo Roberto y vengo a predecir el futuro…
Few bands scare me as much as this kids. I’ve never been so sure an act is going to blow up, much less one whose music I don’t even like that much. Continue reading
Unfocused MC/ DC poster out and about in the streets of Caracas.
Saving Venezuela from the curse of Greyface, one poster at a time.
So yeah, I didn’t follow through with the whole getting-this-blog-into-shape thing. The world has been incredibly distracting, but I have another excuse: I’ve been writing in Spanish. I stopped publishing around when I started with “La Tormenta” a million years ago, and now that the alchemical process is about to give results, I’m getting a head start in reclaiming my old journalistic career back.
It’s been harder than previously anticipated, but I got a semi regular column in Venezuela’s premiere electronic music site Dj Profile, in which I have written about Massive Attack and Justice so far:
1.- http://www.djprofile.tv/mentes-trabajando-independientemente-regreso-massive-attack/ (–> English version)
And I wrote about my favorite female emcees for Spain’s sexiest literary site, Culturetas:
Last but not least, I keep my music tumblelog at the edge of everything with constant updates:
That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.