When it comes to hip-hop, I’m a simple man, really. I require little more than production that infests itself in my ears, incubates for weeks on end, and randomly plays throughout mundane daily routines. That’s simple, right? I’ll be sitting on the Jersey-to-Manhattan PATH train, eyeballs-deep into a good book (these days, it’s the short story collection Poe’s Children: The New Horror, edited by Peter Straub) and then, suddenly, the beat to a current favorite song will start playing. I’ll then put the book down on my lap and drift off; story ideas materialize, inspired by this particular bit of sonic goodness. ...

This is Dap, slave name Ashok Kondabolu, hypeman extraordinaire for Das Racist. I'm going to be doing a track-by-track breakdown and review of our mixtape, ...

I'm pretty sure I read somewhere the other day that, in the past few months, Nicki Minaj has gone from hinting that she might ...

This week has been a pretty good week for music, if I must say. T.I. found the time in between his 1,500 hours of community ...

Hi, it's Kool A.D., (slave name Victor Vazquez) from the weirdo hipster bullshit rap group Das Racist, back again with yet another blog entry for ...

Just as I was suggesting that the Game should focus on putting out a song someone might actually like, rather than putting out a song ...

Living in Southern California for most of my life, I was a witness to the disappearance of Caribbean rhythms in the city. A stark contrast ...

Heyo, it's Kool A.D. (slave name Victor Vazquez), from the weirdo hipster bullshit rap band Das Racist, back again with another blog entry to fill ...

A few weeks ago, when "400 Bars" hit the Internets, I listened to about six minutes of it then I just said, fuck it. I ...