For Archival Purposes

Going to get back at it with this blog thingy, but need to archive some stuff that I wrote for sportsofboston.com back when I was young and impressionable (i.e. a year ago).

Kevin Durant: The One That Got Away?

Recap: NYY v. BOS 05/10/10

Series Recap: BOS v. CLE 05/14/10

Celtics Season Review 2009-10

Ten Things I Hate About "The Decision": Part I, Part IIs

No More "I'm Back" Posts, I Swear

I think I have blog ADD. Come back for a post, disappear for another month, lather, rinse, repeat. Then again, I've been living in effing Australia and doing real human being things instead of being a quote-unquote blogger, and that's cool with me. Anyway, quick hits, in a style I've used before.

-I'm sure that Bun B's latest two guest verses (on The Cool Kids' remix of "Pennies," and the possibly-remix-it's-unclear version of Clipse's "Kinda Like A Big Deal) are bonkers. He'll "lay you down like the swine flu" on "KLABD," and is "so sick wit it, betta pass me the Tamiflu" on "Pennies". Two, count 'em, TWO excellent flu-related similes! Bun is a king, Underground, and otherwise.

Pennies (The Updated Rosters Remix) - The Cool Kids

-I'm not sure where this season of LOST finishes (the whole being across the world thing has me two eps from the finish line), but I dig that Ann Arbor is coming into play. If Mike Hart crashes on the Island, it'll officially be the greatest show of all-time.

-I'm not sure who the last veritable career-maker in the rap game was. Luda, T.I., and Jeezy don't have anyone in their respective camps that could even qualify for the B-List (considering that includes Young Dro and Killer Mike, it's a damn disgrace, but still). I guess 50 made Game's career, but then Em made 50's career, and Dre made Em's career. Anyway, I think that 'Ye might be the closest thing to it. Cudi's been quietly blowing up, although I'm not sure is mainstream enough to blow. And this Mr Hudson character...just listen to the fucking song. And do we get to say that 'Ye letting Lupe guest on Late Registration made Lupe? I dunno, I think that's kinda bullshit, but I'm just one man.

-I'm sure that my new obsession with Bones is one of the weirdest experiences I've ever had with a TV show. Season One is kinda indefensibly silly, where there's so much character stuff going on that they sometimes forget to explain how the case du jour got solved. But by the fourth season, they've got their shit together. It clicks on a bunch of different levels, and despite the fact that I can't stand one of the main characters (Angela), I realize her importance to the balance of the cast. Thumbs up.

-I'm not sure if the weather system in Australia is aware that's it's supposed to be sunny here. It's rained for twelve straight days and I'm on the edge of the edge. I feel like I'm living in Seattle, except without all the flannel shirts and WTO riots.

-I'm sure LeBron is going to kill himself this offseason to get even better (terrifying) and ask the Cavs to make a move or two to help him out (burying the corpse of Mo Williams would be a good start). He played maybe the best individual series I've ever seen being guarded five-on-one and made it to six games. I dunno what happened to the Cavs' gusto-maybe they were never that confident a team, maybe Orlando just matched up really well-but they were flat the whole series. Finals pick: Orlando in 6.

-I'm not sure what person made the decision to greenlight the Max Payne movie but I'd hope that the recession has taken away their job. No hate, but if we're gonna throw around millions, let's please not spend it on something that ridiculously bad. No, you know what? It wasn't even ridiculously bad, because that can be funny. It was uninterestingly terrible. I feel bad for anyone who went to see it based on the trailer because it's NOTHING like that and NOTHING like the game. Jamie Hector's only in one scene, dammit! Horrible.

-I'm sure that I need to eat. You stay classy, Planet Earth.

I Come From A Land Down Under

Picture has nothing to do with the post. It's just awesome.

Anyway, here's an attempt to get back in the blog game after one failed return already. Let's do this quick hits style, saving the justification for why this thing died twice on me.

1. Everywhere I go in Sydney, I can't escape this club mix of Kings of Leon's "Use Somebody." I don't even really like the original, but the remix is some hypnotic club shit, and I hate to admit that I really dig it. If anyone somehow has this song and wants to let me "borrow" an MP3 of it, I'll give you a firm handshake and my eternal gratitude. Here's a taste.



2. If you care about hip-hop, DL the mixtape that comes after the jump. The dude's name is Grip Grand, he's from the Bay Area, and he needs major label press. If I go on about him, you'll just think I'm jocking him for no reason. But I'm a full-on stan. And I'm right. Listen to his Chart Toppers Vol. 1 mixtape and tell me it's not absolute lyrical destruction of some of the biggest hits of the last year. That's a double dog dare.

http://www.routinefly.com/products-page/free-music/grip-grand---chart-toppers-vol-1/

3. Let me try to rundown what's hot at the moment:

Best Co-Ed Jam: Keri Hilson-Knock You Down (feat. Ne-Yo & Kanye West)
Most Surprisingly Out-of-Character But Awesome Jam: Meth & Red-City Lights (feat. UGK)
Best "Who Killed It Hardest" Jam: Tech N9ne-Sickology 101 (feat. Crooked I & Chino XL)
Best Song I'm Embarassed To Like: Ace Hood-Overtime (feat. Akon & T-Pain)
Jadakiss Feature That Makes Me Irritated "The Last Kiss" Isn't Better: French Montana-New York Minute (feat. J To The Mwah)
Best "Get My Grown Man On" Smooth Track: The Foreign Exchange-Take Off The Blues (feat. Darien Brockington)
Best Song That's Worth Having Because Of One Line (and the Cool & Dre production): Wale-Chillin' (feat. Lady Gaga) [I won't spoil the line, but it's a fucking hysterical Superbad reference]
Jim Jonsin Production That Will Probably Run The Summer Like "Whatever You Like" Ran Last Fall: Slim Thug-I Run

Sorry it's all YouTubes. I like to hook it up with links, but it didn't come together this time. Still, that's a funkload of tunes. And Unsavory Comments is back...for now. That's cause for some rejoicing somewhere, right?

Remember, Remember The Fifth Of November

He did it. We did it. I did it. You did it. Whatever your pronoun of choice, it was an historic night. Talk about it in terms of progress (i.e. civil rights), revival (of JFK & MLK's political humanism), or change. Just talk about it.

Among the infinite great moments was one when, admittedly intoxicated, I looked at the clock and its the green LED "12:03" starting right back at me. I realized that, in the infancy of this November 5th, history was being made. The event shares little else with the Gunpowder Plot, other than a reminder of how potent republicanism can be when people realize their place in it. Just one of the many cool things about the last twenty-four hours.

Shout-out to the Reverend Jackson, too. Watching Martin's friend cry silent, reverent tears while Obama smiled on the Grant Park crowd was an absolute goosebumps moment. Sure, he gets on his high horse sometimes, but in that moment, he was an entirely sympathetic character.

Thought McCain's speech was quite good, and Palin's numbed "I've been thinking about 2012 for the last two months" look was golden. But obviously, as you know he's been doing for the last two months, if in private, Barack had prepared something special. When big homie started talking about what made this a quintessential American moment, it was just bananas.

And the weirdest part was the reaction. For the first time in my life, it felt like somebody won the election, instead of somebody losing it. That's complete biased, from the side of the victors, but it was like somebody's squad had just won the Super Bowl. Daps and hugs gave way to generally celebratory antics. The night felt like history.

Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for mankind/
We ready for damn change, so y'all let the man shine.
-Pundit Jeezy

The Lazarus Post

It happened. It wasn't Charles Hamilton's "Brooklyn Girls" or Paper Trail or The Recession or The Game That Will Go Down As Simply Game Five or tonight's best-in-a-season-and-a-half ep of Entourage, although all those things were great, but something finally got me back on the blog

The song is "Birdz Fly High" by Doughboy. I have almost no information about it other than its existence, artist, and title. The sample may or may not be the voice of Nina Simone, and the producer is completely unknown. It's not going to win a Grammy this year nor is it a masterpiece of any kind.

But the beat is batshit crazy and the guy at least doesn't sound like every other dude on the radio and it's the type of song that makes you glad the Internet is around. What better use of a semi-active blog than that?

I'm back again for the first time, I think.

"I Ain't A Genius, But I Just Made Some Genius Ish"

I imagine this started something like so: "Pain, you probably don't want this old Bing Crosby record, do you? Otherwise, I'ma just throw it out."

The heavyweight champion of the pop world, ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Tallahassee Pain. No words.

And yes, this stupid blog thing is coming back. Bear with me, it's hot as a mug in my spot.

Score One For Snarky Internet Writers

EDIT: Link fixed.

I've been trying, for months, to rationalize my feelings on Juno, but haven't been able to get past being pissed off when I see that there's ten million copies in BestBuy, but everything else is impossible to find. Apparently, someone else feels exactly the same as me and has more time than I do.

Anyway, I've been away for a minute, so I'm transitioning back into this thing with the funniest snarky thing I've read in a while.

Enjoy.