Sure, you might have blacked out your website to protest SOPA and PIPA, but I haven’t updated my site since October because I REALLY CARE.
Twitter has made me grow lazy as a writer. I wasn’t exactly Shakespeare to begin with, but there was at least a time in my life when I could keep a regular blog. Now if it’s more than 140 characters I can’t be bothered. There were days when we held iron man blogging competitions, which of course is the laziest form of competition, but a competition nonetheless. It seems like I can hear myself thinking, “Sure, you could open up Word and attempt to express very complex thoughts with your limited vocabulary… OR you could surf Reddit for a few hours then watch Doctor Who and take a nap on the couch!” And I always always always choose the nap. Napping means you’re better than other people because while other people are at work or at school or are otherwise being responsible, you’ve decided that you are entitled to some midday sleep on top of what you slept the night before and will sleep in the coming hours. And in the mind of one Beef Thompson, those options, regardless of how self-fulfilling and nonproductive they are, far outweigh the “joy” I get out of blogging. Not the opening paragraph of course. The opening paragraph is the milk chocolate bottom of my ice cream drum stick. It’s the parts below with their information and opinion that always get me down. Because I’m forced to remember those times I said, “Oh man, I have to add that to the blog.” Fat chase of that, buddy. So we’ll deal with the bigger fish and see what eventually follows.
The other day I joined the boys of Nerdcore Meow for their eleventh episode and subsequent After Hours podcasts. We discuss music new and old as well as topics you should not discuss with your grandparents. Unless you have some down ass grandparents. I like Nerdcore Meow because it reminds me of hanging out and recording with Jones McFly when we were doing regular updates of Just Another Lazy Podcast. Like JALP, podcasting about the nerdcore scene kind of pushes you right to the forefront of the community. I like it because it keeps me up to date on the goings-on on the nerdcore forums as well as letting me hear from MCs I enjoy like Billy The Fridge and Klopfenpop. Also on this podcast, I debuted a brand new song that will be on my eventual solo album. How could you not want to listen to it now?
The chances that you have heard of, let alone regularly listen to, The Dan Patrick Show is pretty slim to none. However, with my graveyard shift, the DP Show has become part of my Monday thru Friday routine. And because I write songs about things I really really enjoy, I wrote a track about Dan and the Danettes. You can catch the show on the Audience Network on Directv as well as various Root Sports stations, or hear the radio broadcast on various Fox Sports radio affiliates from 6-9am PST. Again, being as how you are reading the blog post of a nerdcore rapper, you probably aren’t huge into sports talk radio and thus will not really enjoy the track, but maybe you just like my voice and flow and also enjoy the wonderful beat making of the wonderful c64 of Dual Core.
The other day I was thinking to myself, “Self, how can I mercilessly destroy a terrible rapper while simultaneously teaching others about how to be a better rapper?” Thankfully my good friend Swagberg completed that very task with this informative and hilarious video aimed at a wayward Bronie. Swagberg, who performs under several different monikers, is in my top 5 of people who I envy in regards to their considerable talent. As the video implies, homedude knows his shit. He’s not a shit-talker like I was a shit-talker because he can actually back it up. When I was ripping into Ham-Star and MC Wreckshin I wasn’t exactly being confused with Big Pun due to my abilities. Unrelated: You should go download Kabuto’s The Kvetch Sessions.
In Beefy music news, the Grammar Club just scored a huge get in regards to featured artists. I would tell you, but then you might not buy the album. Granted, the album will be released for free on the Creative Commons license, but I still demand your surprise! At first Shael and I had discussed doing maybe a 6 song EP, but we have since moved on to an album length feature. The biggest hold up, like every other project I’m on, is me and my lack of recording. That will hopefully take care of itself. I assume through some kind of voodoo magic. I will be featured on upcoming albums from Adam Warrock, Ultraklystron, Stevie D of the Illbotz, and the Emerald Empire collaboration. Mustin and I have made no progress one our joint effort, but I have completed two new tracks for my solo album made from beats I stole years ago from Doctor Popular. I don’t have permission to use said beats, but I’m planning on doing some major Doc Pop seducing. My hip don’t lie, either.
In the background while I type this at 3:30am is the film Road Trip, wherein the main character films a lovely message to his out of town girlfriend… on VHS. Road Trip is already so old that middle school kids wouldn’t understand why Breken Meyer didn’t just Skype her. Kids who were born in 1990 can drink now. You feel old as shit now, don’t you? Have a great day!