so circa march 2006 there was a week where i had found 100 vicodin whilst a friend's landlord/house-owner was out of town so it was a week of house parties and one morning i came home circa ~6am all kinds of mmmmyeahwired and i felt oddly compelled to make this.  i made sure to past it on WATMM's genban and welp, the rest is history.

btw, i shit you not: this track got me laid.  seriously.  my ex-gf, who spent $5000 over a ~10 month period to be around me as much as possible, cited this track as her favorite one.  so yeah, basically, this song played an indelible part in me undeservedly getting a bunch of quality sex with a freshly 18 year old six foot tall modelesque-faced genius chick.  she was truly ~8-10 years ahead of her time in terms of her taste.  

oh and b4 anyone thinks i'm shallow: i loved her.  i love her.  but like, yeah, the whole unspoken tradeoff of me doing drugs over here and her doing other dudes over there (the only time i got offended was the one time she fucked/around while on the phone with me.  'twas rude) was eventually the death knell, still, she set the bar very very high and gave me the logos to maintain the 7up game with the undeserving/heifers --- never have; never will.

real american

at this juncture in life i realize i have downwards of ~5 fans throughout the years (but very very good ones.... merci to mr. dick bourne identity for signing me up for what i consider to be the rephlex minor leagues.  seriously i owe you a car someday) and uhhh.... you might remember good ol utahsaints55.mp3.  here it is.  

funny story about this one.... i had applied at the mcdonalds at the big suburban mall a few days earlier and as i was sequencing this circa january 2008 (in my post-dumped righteousness kick) literally right as i finished the final touches and dumped it to mp3 my cellphone rang and it was mcdonalds calling back to give me an interview.  i thought it was a sign from god that things were finally gonna work out, cuz as talented as i might tantalize to someday be, honestly i could use a job at a good company/corporation like mcdonalds.  so i thought it was divine providence shining through that literally right as i committed this to dump to .mp3 out of sonic foundry acid v4.0 that things were working out....

....nope.  they wouldnt hire me at mcdonalds.  when they asked me why i wanted to work at mcdonalds i told them the truth:  yeah in our culture mcdonalds workers get slagged off as being "low status" or something, but there's a mcdonalds on every street corner in america.... and when i go to a mcdonalds in armpit, nebraska or whether i'm in downtown manhattan--- when i order that sausage egg and cheese mcgriddle i know i'm going to get a quality sandwich whether in armpit, NE or new york, NY... and thus the brand is one of quality... and the brand itself is so big that the golden arches are installed into our sub/conscious.... ronald mcdonald is more recognizable to kids than the president.  so if mcdonalds has the requisite quality to be on every street corner in america, i want to work for them and learn how they operate so i can usurp some of that quality into my repetoire/resume and ultimately strengthen myself going forward with the kind of quality that is paramount with the successful enterprise that is mcdonalds.

....and i promptly didnt get hired.  obviously everyone tells me i weirded them out with that bit of honesty (and i was truly being honest.... except that i didnt mention that if i worked there i knew i could go up through the ranks and go corporate and make big $$$ someday) however i like to think that they didnt hire me cuz the manager lady knew i'd be gunning for her job within a few years and she didnt want to hire her replacement.

or, like i said, i'm a weirdo who isnt fit to work at mcdonalds because i make utter shit music like this.  take your choice and know that i'm wrong.

utahsaints55.mp3

no whammies no whammies no whammies...... STOP!

yeah i remember someone on watmm once said "ooh i sampled my tv i'm sini and i'm FUCKING BRILLIANT" but like, hey, knowing my obvious musical shortcomings (in that i have no comings, tall/short/otherwise) i saw it like i took something beautiful from my childhood (my favorite game show) and slagged it off into something i could listen to on repeat 1 for an hour if i got bored.

and bonus points if you catch the flagrant KLF reference/s at the end.

press your luck

i thought of 10 more ways to break dmx krew's heart

emessiah