"Yo... I'm not gonna put anybody on blast... but I have been looking around on myspace and ran into pages where people had actually took pictures of K-Swift in her casket/coffin and have put the pictures on the internet. As a fan & friend of K-Swift I am disgusted with that and have to say THAT IS JUST DAMN DISRESPECTFUL!!!!! You call yourself a true K-Swift fan but you are actually exploiting her and it is Disrespectful to K-Swift, her family & her true fans also.
Showing pics of anything else like the long line of people at the funeral and such is cool. But u dont walk up supposedly paying respects and take a picture of the woman and put it on the internet! You should be ashamed of yourselves.
If you know anybody who has these pics up please urge them to take them down!!!!!!
Khia "Dj K-Swift" Edgerton"
Mad Decent does it again. This Santogold vs. Diplo mixtape is PROPER. Full of nuff badman & badmannerisms! Everyting a work, nuttin' no plug out!
This is what mi gwann bang to today.
Get this fiyah and bang it wiv mi.
bangety bang bang... Ez
*Found on Get Weird Turn Pro*
Diplo/Santogold ‘Top Ranking Mixtape’
Going to see DJ Sneak tonight downtown, I will be snapping pics. Doin' my damn thang on the floor, for serious..
New eyeballs today...
MAYBE new haircut today (Have not decided) or just some crazy braids.
URB's Freshest Reader
Posted Thursday, July 24, 2008 @ 01:02 in Style by Jolie Nguyen
We're speeding things up a bit and givin' you our Freshest Reader a day earlier this week. Why? Because we just wanted to. So, with that said, this week we came up on Justin Ian Cunningham. Well... he technically entered last week, but since he wasn't chosen, he came back at us. Good thing too because this boy has style! From sneakers to docs and The Clash to Biggie, Justin's style is influenced by his younger days in the So Cal 'sk8 or die' movement circa '88 and his current role as a promoter.
1) Name: Justin Ian Cunningham bka That Rude Boy This Just In!
2) Age: 30
3) Location: Columbus, Ohio
4) Occupation: Promoter
5) Favorite item of clothing when you were little: Black Bart Simpson Tee from the Crenshaw-Slauson Swap Meet. No lie.
6) Most overrated thing in fashion right now: I call them terrorist scarfs..
7) When you go shopping, you usually look for: The skinniest jeans. Fred Perry. Ben Sherman. super skinny braces. Hard to find Reebok Classics. Any cheap hats I can "flip", suicidal tendencies style. Anything with "Just Do It" on it, cos I do, indeed, do it. Oi band tees(Cocksparrer, Argy Bargy, The Buisness, 4Skins). Doc Marten Ox Blood 8 eye steeltoes.
I'm not even gonna get into it but rude boys were just fresh to death, pissed off jamaican youth who crashed dances and did what it takes to get by. It migrated to the UK in the 60's and helped give birth to the skin culture.
ALL this is below so let me get to the point... Real rude boys are still around. Back against the wall, ratchet(heaters now bruv) dick in the dirt rude boys. Large in the U.K. around the UK Garridge/Grime/Bassline scenes, here stateside in BKLYN's massive dancehall scene(Which I wanna talk on soon.) and up in T Dot's large caribbean community. And it's not all fresh from Yard, jamaican rude boys, you forget there are loads of other islands that have nice pockets of culture here in the states and abroad(Antigua, St. Lucia, St. Vincent, Trinidad etc..) who still carry the rude boy culture on their shoulders.
Fresh tunes, fresh outfits, fresh dances, killing the sound, crashing the dancehalls still exist. Let's not dwell on the negatives of the dance, dancehall NICE AGAIN....
THAT RUDE BOY THIS JUST IN
So You Want to be a Rude Boy?
Noah Wildman examines the history of Jamaican music, and the rude boy culture of yesterday and today.
What is a rude boy? What is a rude girl? What does 'to be rude' mean? Today, it simply means that you're a dedicated member of the ska scene. If you have a good ska collection, if you dress up in a way that indicates that you like ska, if your style and taste makes it obvious to others that you're in with the ska, you are therefore 'rude' by the definition of ska crowd.
Where did the term come from? I recently spoke to Tommy McCook, the founder, leader and tenor saxophonist of the original ska band, the Skatalites. When I asked him about rude boys coming to Skatalites in the early Sixties, McCook said: "Actually in our tenure as the Skatalites, in the time of the ska music, we did not have any violence. We didn't have any rude boys, so to speak. The violence came around 1966. I remember when rock steady just came in, in late '65. Then in '66 violence broke out wickedly across the island, so much so that we had to have a curfew in Western and Eastern Kingston. So, that's when the rude boy thing came out."
The truth is that 'rudeness' and the original 'rude boys' had absolutely nothing to do with ska. The rude boy came AFTER ska music, during the time of rock steady! Rude boys were the name given to a subculture of young street corner hoodlums, gangsters and other unemployables. In emigrating to England, the rude boys helped spread Jamaican music to the working-class skinheads, another youth subculture. When the 2Tone sound of ska (the second wave of ska in the late Seventies) made it into the popular media, youth subculture changed with it. Today , a new American subculture revolves around the images of the 'rude boy' and 'skinhead.'
The rude boy was not the first subculture of Jamaica, but it was the first youth subculture. After independence in the early Sixties (which gave birth to the nationalist 'ska' music), over-population was putting extreme demands on the basics of life---housing, work and food. The response to these conditions was the start of a creation of a new subculture, unofficially called scufflers. Scuffling was just scrounging to get by, by any means necessary. This often meant involvement in the underground economy. Pimping and prostitution, begging and stealing became the unofficial economic activities in the shanty towns of West Kingston.
The squatter camps of Trenchtown and Back O'Wall existed on the fringe of the city since the Thirties, but population pressures enlarged them and a hurricane in 1951 allowed the squatters to capture nearby government land that was cleared for re-housing. People lived in packing crates, fish barrels, cardboard boxes and polystyrene packing pieces. Fire hydrants and open-air pit latrines supplied basic amenities. Living in these parts was a social stigma that guaranteed unemployment. Diseases of overcrowding---tuberculosis and typhoid---remained in the camps even though public health improvement in the 1930s put these in check elsewhere on the island.
By the Sixties, the economic boom of the 1950s was receding, the Trenchtown poor were no better off than before. Independence may have given a sense of optimism to the population. But a lack of any major change lead to riots and protest movements by the end of the decade. Within this decade, the sub-culture of the scuffling rude boy emerged. These rude boys defined their own personal style. These youths, boys from fourteen to twenty-five years, carried German ratchet knives and handguns. They came from all over West Kingston. With deteriorating living conditions, these rude boys were, above all, angry.
They wore sharp 3-button tonic suits and "stingy brim," or pork-pie hats, in imitation of the upper-classes. The gangster image and sunglasses at all hours gave them a facade of 'cool,' a new and distinctly modern value. If you lived in Trenchtown and scuffled for a living, dressing in this manner would certainly bring attention from neighbors, and suspicion from the upper classes.
According to the Jamaican census of 1960, over one-third of the entire population were unemployed and looking for their first job, about 10,000 people. On the other hand, 70% were under the age of 21, from where the rude boys came.
First at the blues dances of the Fifties and later at the outdoor sound systems of the Sixties, it was the rude boys who would draw the knives and guns first, smash bottles for no particular reason, and cause fear when the pressure would heat up at the events. They would inspire a whole sub-genre within ska music---rude boy songs---which would either condone or condemn them.
One ska artist, Prince Buster, celebrated the rude boy for their "rough n' toughness." In the lyric to the early-Sixties ska song, "Too Hot," he sings:
Rude boys never give up their guns,Not all artists universally endorsed the sub-culture, as in the Ruler's 1966 song, "Don't Be A Rudeboy:"
No one can tell them what to do.
Pound for pound they say they're ruder than you.
Get out insurance and make up your will
If you want to fight them.
I don't want to be no rude boy,
I just want to be a good boy.
Why don't you change your way rude boy,
Try to be a good boy.
Because if you don't change your way,
You're going to be killed by mistake someday.
And when you grow to be a man,
You don't spend your days in the camps,
And when you walk down the street,
People will respect the man they meet.
Either way, the rude boys were a strong presence on the scene in Jamaica, and a popular image that followed the music. You can translate music, style and attitude from country to country, you can even translate class-standing nationally, but for the very specific economic, political and social forces that made the rude boys truly rude, these things can not be copied.
The 2Tone (ska revival) movement in the Seventies saw kids both black and white dressing sharp and calling themselves rude boys, as one way to identify with the true Jamaican roots of bands like the Specials, the Selecter and Madness. Today, kids are dressing 'rude' not to give props to the Jamaican roots, but to '2Tone' each other.
I got a big chuckle when I read a magazine piece that started off something like, "Rude boys: them no loot; them no shoot; what the fuck do they do?" They're just ska fans, man, chill. Forgive them their lack of knowing the roots. Teach the young rude boy the way, and today's ska music will benefit.
See also: reggae
Noah Wildman lives in New York City, where he is the editor and publisher of "The People's Ska Annual," a fan magazine. "I discovered ska on my first Madness record in 1983," says Noah. "I was shocked by how much it made me dance around and feel good. Soon I was shocked again by how few people knew or cared about this music. Ever since then, it's been a process of getting people into it, one by one, on a personal basis first, then by writing, and now on a more formal basis." This article was reprinted from Issue #4 with permission from the author. "The People's Ska Annual" is free of charge, but postage costs money. If you'd like a copy, mail a large self-addressed manila envelope with $1 in postage stamps affixed (or include a $1 bill) to TPSA, c/o Noah Wildman, PO Box 1418, New York City, NY 10276. You can e-mail him at firstname.lastname@example.org
Fun times. Even after dude got knuckle sandwiches on the porch. Even after policia came(mando!). CJ rocked out on the decks, I think he is gonna get it big this year and I will help that movement as much as poss. Old freunds und new freunds were deep, MOST the ladies were proper(Wha gwaan wiv the EXTRA drunk chick that e'rybody was lookin' for?)and MOST the dudes were i ight. Let's do it again. More dancers next go round...Safe as fuck...
Whew! What a jumpoff this last few days has been.
Good news though. expect The Steez music page to be up in a week or so. The Aug 2nd show is right around the corner but we'll have a rather interesting set for youse guys.
I have some reeeally fun parties coming down the pipeline. Ya dun know. Just wait and see cos im gonna blow Columbus' back out. Hard body nukka. It's my turn..
Columbus party people, pull it together.. We can do so much more and have much more fun if we get over ourselves and push each others movements.
Thanks for the LUH my Ohio City/Cle Heights/Lakewood/West 45th/West 14th(Steelyard)/E.C.- St. Clair peoples! Finding new choice people is a good thing. Me and the Broski Brody will be back like vertebrae STAT. Mandee, I promise we wont steal your car again if you promise to laugh as hard as possible and roll around in convulsions on a grassy knoll on Whiskey Island. Katie Guns, I need your hearty laugh more often and the dancing. Rochelle, keep bangin. Cami, plain ol' awesome. Justin, great name, and band. Rob Bell, lets throw bangin parties and please, more Bulleit and beatboxing. Blaire, thanks for the hospitality, you are appreciated and will be repaid like a rock star asap. Sarah Nicole, you throw PARTIES, for serious. Mister Bradley P, I'm giggin' ya here stat, I thoroughly enjoyed doing my HORSEPLAY dance on the speaker in front of your booth. Cheryl, love you lots lady. Tibim Mabulabuchapin, you are the wind beneath my wings...eew.
The first shirt for MODEL CITIZEN is in the works finally. Your mind will be blown when ya see the concept in its complete form. PROPER.
Still bringing Chip the Rip too peeps, September 6th.. More details soon...
If a classic pops into my head, im prolly gonna grab the video and throw it up on here. Just for shits and giggles. This time around though, this is for the ladies of Whiskey Island(and DJ Kosher Kuts with the 90's/80's *mainly 90's* mix) who wished Neneh Cherry's hit would drop somewhere in the tuneage. So don't, ya get fresh with me...