We accidentially deleted this weeks tracklist before publishing it, so instead here's a rant from Cosmo Baker:
I remember when it was biting if you sounded like someone else & you weren't part of their crew or at least from their hood.
I remember when biting was considered weak and people got called out for it. What the f*ck happened?
I remember when DJs had their own particular unique style motherfuckers weren't so generic.
I remember when particular records were attributed to DJs, back when every damn fool didn't have every damn record at their fingertips.
I remember when DJs had to work HARD to unearth joints, or drop serious cream.
I remember when DJs had to work hard when they perform, not look like they're checking their f*cking email.
I remember when DJs broke new records in the club, not letting kids ringtones dictate what I should be playing. You can get the bozak.
I remember when people actually got EXCITED when the new hot joint came on in the club, and they recognized it.
Yeah, I have records where the labels have been washed off / blacked out. What of it? I don't give a F*ck, get your own records.
BITING IS NEVER ALLOWED. Beatbiters get the herbalz in they mouth and for a lot of you motherfuckers who are on some "Well that's just the way it is these days" shit..
Dude, you wouldn't BE a DJ if they never invented Serato. Don't think you can speak to me.
If you don't have double copies of "Dance to the Drummers Beat" in one sleeve, do not even address me, son.
I remember when Kool G Rap "its The Demo" would set the f*cking party off RIGHT. Now it's all 130BPM+ wobble wobble. All good, just saying.
Hey DJ - what's the next trend to hop on? f*cking Mosquito-Tech-Step? Go fly a kite while I listen to The O'Jays..
Better yet, no matter where in the world you are right now, put on Donald Byrd "Love Has Come Around" and GET f*cking RIGHT!
Every real HIP-HOP DJ keeps 2 copies of "Before I Let Go" in their crates.
Straight up I do this shit because I have no other choice. I didn't choose to be a DJ - DJing chose me. This aint no popularity contest.
Don't speak to me unless you can rock a party with a shoebox of 45s and a pair of busted headphones. GET YOUR WEIGHT UP. But for real...
Yo Cool Guy DJ - YOU HAVE NO RECORDS. Step off...
Also, if you can't beatmatch without looking at WAVE FILES you should just pack it in right now and go home. UPS is hiring, son...
I don't give a f*ck ill tell you right now - the shit I hear on the radio these days has NO f*cking EDGE to it.
Cue the apologists: "dude you're so disconnected from the yoot and the skreets." Nah son you're just unoriginal and have bad taste.
How about dropping the record when that shit was on 45? Oh yeah you digiDJs never had that issue did you.
I used to buy EVERY copy of a particular record to protect my sound. One time i bought 8 of em..
Lotta dudes these days on some "Let me play 10 records in 60 seconds" shit - which is cool, and an art in itself...
But motherfuckers cutting records off WAY before its time. That's a prime example of DJs playing tunes that they JUST DON'T KNOW...
Like man, these dudes back when they were constructing these songs, they knew what they were doing. TRUST THESE DUDES. TRUST TOM MOULTON...
TRUST LARRY. TRUST SHEP. These records have a natural way of coming into their own maturity over the 7/8/9 minutes that they run.
Cutting them off before they've fully matured to appease to some fuckwad's nonexistant attentian span does this music a grave disservice.
I'm on some "playing all three verses" on the hip-hop tip these days.
Also to you dumb motherfuckers who come to the clurb and ask for hip hop but really don't even know what that means...
.. I'll play some Super Lover Cee & Cassanova Rud for ya? Boo hoo this aint Rihanna or some assorted "Lil" or "Yung" character, IDGAF.
It actually occured to me that if you aint listening to Cameo right now then you aint shit...
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