Maybach Music Group/WMG
For the most part, Rick Ross does make good on his word when it comes to putting out LPs, whether it’s his own, or compilations from his collective, MMG. With Wale’s Ambition approaching gold and Meek Mill’s buzz louder than ever, Ross deemed it appropriate to position his Warner-distributed label for another winning season by dropping a second installment of the popular Self Made compilation series, which welcomes new labelmates Stalley & Omarion. Missing here is last year’s MMG rookie and first lady, Teedra Moses, but truthfully, her presence was barely felt on the last one, so perhaps there are unique plans for her. At any rate, Volume 2 is here, as promised. How does it sound? Well…
When asked if I wanted to check out the latest addition to the Ploom vaporizer line, what do you think my response was? Hell yeah! Being an occasional smoker, I’ve always been a fan of utilizing vaporizers because they’re not as harsh on your lungs and they provide a much cleaner end result without the second hand smoke. The problem was always their size and the portability factor. Thanks to technology and its wonderful advancements within the smoking accessories world, you can now take your vaporizer anywhere you go thanks to the good people at Ploom. Want to know more about their latest addition dubbed the Pax? Hit the jump to read more about the device and our experience with it!
Photos By Andre Velez
Summer Camp held a number of unanswered questions as we traveled our way through the cornfields of Central Illinois towards our home for the next 4 days, Chillicothe, Illinois. Having virtually traded in my piles of Phish, Moe., and Umphrey’s albums and compilations after years of high school and college jam sessions for a more electronic-based library a few years ago, I knew Summer Camp would be a trip down memory lane, and hopefully one that I would still enjoy. What I found at Summer Camp were the people, sounds, and adventures that made me fall for music and especially music festivals in the first place. While I still spent a majority of my time hunting down my bass music fix, the jam-based festival as a whole was an excellent one that combined about as many elements of the fantastic culture as it could. Here were just some of the highlights.
My older influences, from my parents to the drunk uncle-esque figures who dropped random jewels on me, would always talk about our generation as if we were somehow alien to them with our actions and ideas. They never understood exactly why and how our childhood experiences differed, but they would always call me out when I did things a different way. I promised myself I would never be that person, never be that OG to judge without an informed understanding; yet as I grow older I find myself unable to continue accepting the status quo.
People may not remember this, but there was a time when people actually held conversations and disagreed, without being disagreeable (Word to JFK). There was a time when disagreeing or not liking a particular piece music, simply meant you didn’t like it; however these days you’re considered a hater. When a person said something a bit out of line, they would be confronted about it, but today, people hide being the invisible walls of social networks saying whatever comes to their little heads about anyone; with little to no restraint.
And somehow, that’s cool. People retweet comments made about people they have never met, and get away with this slander because we made it acceptable. Celebrities and social figures alike are often the targets of these attacks. These passive aggressive adults spend hours tweeting or blogging negatively about these public figures and there are no whistle blowers…
Jet Life/Warner Bros
You got artists that work hard, then you have Curren$y. Spitta has been putting out an insane amount of material in the past two years. Antennas turned his way with the release of “Pilot Talk” in 2010, only to turn around and drop the sequel 4 months later. Since then, he’s signed with Warner Bros, and INCREASED his already frantic pace of output. His previous release, “Weekend at Bernie’s” was dope, but it wasn’t the smack out the park we hoped it would be. Undeterred, Spitta kept working, and has returned with “The Stoned Immaculate.”
Cinematic Music/Def Jam
I’ll never forget the night in 1995, when I thought I was staying up to watch “Showtime at the Apollo,” and got the surprise of my young life. For the first time ever, “The Source Awards” was being televised, and ALL of my favorite hip-hop stars were there. It was that night that The East-West Coast war started brewing, sparked by Snoop’s outrage over Dr. Dre being booed, and intensified by Suge Knight’s infamous “Come to Death Row” speech, but it was that night where the most overlooked hip-hop group grabbed the entire culture by the balls and made them listen. A clearly agitated Andre Benjamin, one half of the group Outkast, proclaimed that the “South got something to say.” As of late, the South hasn’t had much to say at all. With the exception of David Banner, there hasn’t been many artists to emerge that preserves the true essence of the dirty south. Big K.R.I.T emerged in 2010 and immediately set out to change that. Since “K.R.I.T wuz here,” dropped, he’s continued to impact the game with every mixtape release. His Def Jam debut, “Live From The Underground” is here, and unless you’ve been under a rock, you know that this is worth checking out.
Words by Greg Stowers
The goal of any column should be to present an honest and informed opinion on a given topic in hopes of eliciting a response from readers. Sure there will be differences in opinions from all sides, but at the end of the day if you’re representing your personal brand and that of whoever is giving you an avenue to “talk to the people” to the best of your ability, a dissenting opinion can be a very good thing. I’ve stopped arguing Hip-Hop on social networks as it is simply a waste of time, but thanks in no small part to the IMFmag.com staff I can’t simply post random, biased opinions because we represent the entire culture, not just the artists or music we like. Politics and tact aside, this Summer Jam issue, has been eating at me since late last night.
Here are the facts: Nicki Minaj was supposed to be the headliner for Hot 97′s annual Summer Jam concert. Earlier in the day, Peter Rosenberg, a morning show host for Hot 97, said (in regards to Minaj’s up-coming performance) “I know there some chicks here waiting to see the Starships later, F*** that BS, I’m here to talk about real Hip-Hop sh*t.” Lil Wayne after hearing this tweets, “Young Money is not performing at Summer Jam.” Nicki cancelled her performance much to the chagrin of her fans and Funkmaster Flex took a variety of shots at Minaj’s commercial Hip-Hop.
Those are the facts.
I’ve heard the “Starships” record and although I can’t go as far as Rosenberg did, it is not a song I’m playing in any kind of rotation. “Starships” isn’t a song for the backpacking Hip-Hop heads or the urban club scene. Read More
I woke up from a much needed ten-hour sleep to find myself feeling surprisingly well. Today was the third and final day of the festival, and I was ready to get going. We decided to leave a little later today and took the 2 PM. The train wasn’t nearly as crowded as Saturday, but I wasn’t worried; I knew it would still be busy. We strolled right through check-in this time around, with no wait. It looked like we were the early arrivers but I was wrong. The place was packed already, possibly even more so than Saturday.
We immediately danced on over to the cicruitGROUNDS tent, which today was hosted by JACKED. Bobby Burns had already begun spinnin’ his tracks, and the tent was packed. I had never seen him before but you could instantly tell that his style and mannerisms were similar to Afrojack’s, since they’ve spent a lot of time together producing their signature track “Ghettoblaster”. His 90-minute set started off the day with a bang, and it was only about to get better.
Hit the break for the rest of Day 3!