Hip Hop Is Dead.

That is the name of Mr. Nasir Jones’ upcoming LP. Quite the bold statement.

I remember in the mid 90’s Lenny Kravitz released a song entitled Rock & Roll is Dead.

Prince Rogers Nelson responded by cutting a b-side (wow, I’m dating myself on that one) called Rock & Roll is Alive (and it lives in Minneapolis.)

A Tribe Called Quest is coming to the Mouse House in two weeks. 10 years ago I would have been foaming at the mouth to see them. In 2006, not so much.

The breakup and Q-Tip and Phife’s sub par solo careers kind of put a damper on my desire. Everything prior to that is classic stuff. If you don’t agree, I’ll come to your house and smack you upside the head with a vinyl copy of The Low End Theory.

With the exception of The Roots, my favorite hip hop acts are either vanishing or releasing suspect material.

Idlewildshould have been called Dre & Big Boi pretend to do an album together.

Tribe hasn’t done anything since The Love Movement. I doubt Mr. Andre Young will EVER release Detox. Erick Sermon inexpicably jumped out of someone’s apartment window and took whatever was left of his career with him. RZA’s into making movie soundtracks.

With the exception of maybe Mr. West, I can’t quite stomach these new jacks.

If I want some hip-hop, I’ll stick with this…..

Miami has the Dolphins, the greatest football team….

If you have ever cheered for the Dolphins, or are a Dol-fan then you know the rest.

I’m going to my first ever Dolphin game this Sunday. And I am as giddy as a virgin on prom night.

I went to a game in 84 when I was 7 years old, but I don’t even remember who they played. It was in the Orange Bowl. The Dolphins stopped playing in the Orange Bowl in the late 80’s.

If they lose on Sunday, it’s going to be a LOOOOONNGGG drive back to Happytown.

Damn Bills…..

Miami Hurricanes

As we patiently await where a Hurricane named after one of my uncles is going, the summer of 92 once again pops into mind.

The wake up call named Andrew visited South Florida and left quite a mess. We left the sunny Miami Beach for beautiful Broward in fear of what a storm surge would do to the million dollar sandbar.

Turned out we were quite fortunate. All those homes that got built quickly and poorly in the early 80s out in Homestead were not as fortunate.

The funniest thing about returning to the beach was finding a tree that was once in the front yard had cleared our two story home and wound up in the backyard.

Power was out a day or two. Hot water & water pressure was absent much longer. My sophmore year at the home of the Hi-Tides was delayed by a week or two.

Then in 2004, we got the triple strike here in Central Florida. Three hurricanes in one summer. Not a good image for a town that relies on tourists. “The ultimate thrill ride in Orlando! Better than Disney, Universal and Shamuland! A real life Hurricane!” Mayor red face would love that ad campaign huh?

It could be worse. I could live in the birthplace of Satchmo.

Well, Ernesto when you are done with Fidel tonight let us know if you are coming our way, ok?

The Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince

I was going to write how I saw Prince in concert in Tampa in 2004, but I figured I’d just let this clip speak for itself. Enjoy.

Lucy In The Sky (With Diamonds, of course)

After waking up from a bad acid trip, this young girl decides to fly (on what is now a defunct airline) to what used to be swampland and orange groves.

Who killed the Dreamfinder?

There was this guy walking around with a fake beard in 88 when I when to the place where every person comes out tired.

When I went again in in the 21st Century he was gone.

Who killed him? Was it Michael Eisner?

Was it that guy from the Monty Python flicks that took his place?

This was even more perplexing then the events that took place on November 22, 1963.

Mp3 of the day: One Little Spark composed by the Sherman Brothers.