Definitely has that live show appeal, moving the crowd. Good shit.

this is that hip hop that make my dopamine receptors fire off all day son

You know what would be a lovely addition to one of your records? A soul singer on the hook ^_^	get at me when you're down. I'm loving the new sound!

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5. Murder Raps ft. Scud One

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The Pharcyde - 4 Better Or 4 Worse (The Deli Remix)

Apollo Brown - Rhythm Roulette

Vienna to Manchester, be on the look out !!
Produced by Gemini, Cuts by DJ Rytmic

Tom Jeefs x GhostOne (Seven Spherez) - To The Roots

Intellect Threats - Rez (beat by Central Parks)

J-Zone - Candy Razors (Instrumental)

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from Red Pill's upcoming Day Drunk EP (11/27)
Digital Greatness: http://geni.us/DetroitRedPill

Double Rainbow Vinyl: http://www.undergroundhiphop.com/red-pill-day-drunk-ep/MMG00081LP/

vocals by Red Pill
produced by Alex Goose
art by Ruff Mercy

About Day Drunk EP
It’s the return of the non-fiction writer stranded in the made-up world. We last heard from Michigan’s Red Pill on his Mello Music Group debut, this spring’s Look At What This World Did To Us—a savage and sardonic diatribe against the modern condition.
 
In the interim, the former factory machinist turned his psychic bloodletting into a sustainable career. Things finally look up for the self-proclaimed “Leonard Letdown.” He toured the EU with Fashawn and Exile, spent the early fall on a 40 city North American tour with Murs, and forged a profound connection with a fanbase exhausted from the lies told to us by politicians, rappers, and ourselves.
 
Its immediate follow-up—the Day Drunk EP—offers a requisite counterbalance to the poison-tipped bleakness of its predecessor. If LAWTWDTU was the rap equivalent of Charles Bukowski’s Ham on Rye, the Day Drunk EP is closer to Notes From a Dirty Old Man. It’s slightly lighter and more playful, stocked with slick talk, wry one-liners, and enough liquor to drown even the most debauched barfly.
 
With production from Oddisee, Exile, Paul White, and Red Pill himself, the beats offer an almost psychedelic slant that blend seamlessly with Pill’s artful complaints. Whereas the last record seemed to sink into a permanent midnight of the soul, this one attempts to reconcile the inequities of life with our own ineluctable realities.
 
The first song, “What You Wish For,” finds Pill half-jokingly offering the advice to give up on work in favor of the 24-hour party. It’s not necessarily a call to hedonism, but rather a way to remind people to wake up from fugue states filled with false religion and Internet pseudo-wisdom.
 
There’s the greasy guitars and hard drums of “90s Money,” a sly love letter towards a vanished world. Pill calls himself a “loser like a Beck record,” a “fat Jesse Einsenberg"  a loose cannon drinking whiskey with two hands, listening to Bitches Brew, eating chicken vindaloo. That’s just in the first minute.
 
Despite the brighter beats and attempt to find levity in our woes, there’s still the searing fear and loathing that makes Pill so compelling. He compares himself to an unloaded gun, maligns the world that’s got him by the throat. He confesses his myriad anxieties, depression, and desire to write a happy song. Only Earl Sweatshirt can match Red Pill at their mutual ability to celebrate the isolated joy of never wanting to leave the house.
 
Maybe it’s the EP’s finale and title track that captures the contradictions at the heart of the music. It’s a eulogy to the summertime, a drinking song undercut by premonitions of doom, a reminder for us not to waste the days until our funeral—a toast to day drinking to forget our own collective pain.




Red Pill - 90s Money(prod. Alex Goose)

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Balkan Basslines

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Soul Motion prod by Dee Soul

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Priest - The Ghetto (Produced by BluntedBeatz)

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Slick Talk (Pad Thai Vol. 4 Winner)

DF-0088 - D-SMOOTH - DROPPIN SMOOTH LYRICS EP

Our 88th record is from Providence, Rhode Island’s D-SMOOTH! D-Smooth had 2 12” singles in 1988 and 1990. Our EP will feature those tracks plus a few more previously unreleased cuts direct from D-Smooth’s vaults. More details to come! Follow us for clips and updates. dopefolksrecords.com

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DF0088 - D-SMOOTH - 4 THE HARDWAY - Feat. Mastermind, Cousin Jonah & Ed O.G.

Check the video here, it's fucking awesome: https://youtu.be/QlyCiW_tG20

Download 'To Whom It May Concern': http://smarturl.it/PPTWIMC

First single off of PENPALS new album TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN dropping June 1 on Brick Records. Some rugged Blade Runner, Mad Max sci-fi type shit. 

Prod. by @squiresbeats

Album Tracklist: 
01. Sho Nuff (feat. Lars Viola) [prod. by Anzem]
02. Hi Tech (prod. by Squires)
03. Hoopla (feat. Jamie Bass) [prod. by Squires]
04. IDK (feat. Thonio) [prod. by Damn Ricky]
05.  So Real It’s Real (prod. by by The Doppelgangaz)
06. Tommy Eggface (prod. by Quelle Chris)
07. On the Roof (feat. Thonio) [prod. by Squires]
08. Ken Jennings (prod. by Squires)
09. My Goodness (feat. Castle) [prod. by Squires]
10. Delores (feat. Isabel) [prod. by Squires]
11. Can’t Slow Down (feat. Ardamus) [feat. prod. by Loupo]
12. Up To the Sky (prod. by Quelle Chris)
13. Trip to Peru (prod. by Lars Viola)

Twitter: 
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• Quelle Chris: https://twitter.com/QuelleChris

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• Spotify: http://bit.ly/SpotifyPENPALS

To Whom It May Concern

Hi Tech (prod. by Squires)

No one confronts the abyss better than Chris Orrick. The Michigan ex-factory worker formerly known as Red Pill has spent the last half-decade documenting industrial decay, familial pain, and struggles with addiction better than almost anyone inhabiting this poisoned soil. It’s somewhere between Charles Bukowski and Michael Moore, or maybe Atmosphere if he couldn’t ignore the arsenic in the air. 

As Orrick tells it, “Portraits,” his latest album for Mello Music Group is a return to form. 

“I tried to strip everything down to what I think I'm best at: simple, concise portraits of who I am,” Orrick says. “Whether that be finding myself through self-portraits, portraits of everyday workers, portraits of the current political moment or portraits of myself told through the eyes of people I encounter daily.” 

From the corroded arteries of the blue-collar heartland, Orrick emerges as one of the most incisive and savage critics of Trump’s America. If the American dream is dead, he unflinchingly lays the blame on avaricious corporations, crude demagogues, and structural racism. There’s nothing polemical about it: just warm-hearted, sad-eyed, gin-flooded depictions of a life where there are few right answers but a litany of wrong ones. 

The Michigan native is an acerbic poet, but too unpretentious and sarcastic to ever call himself that. In his love letter to his long-time girlfriend (“Lazy Buddies”), Orrick fantasizes about the pair decamping to a town an hour outside of Paris, where they can blissfully split a bottle of cheap wine. Then he mocks himself for being a little corny. But that’s part of its charm—through his ruthless honesty, we can see ourselves as we actually are—prone to idle delusions, indolence, and self-obsessed. 

“Portraits can often be overlooked, but there are so many details in the face that tell innumerable stories about what the person portrayed might have been feeling or going through,” Orrick continues. “I'm trying to find those details, within myself and within America today." 

On “Anywhere Instead,” he grouses about how most days he doesn’t want to leave his bed until noon, staring at his phone, wishing for imminent death. It’s a nothing matters, gallows humor that anoints him a laureate of existential dread. He captures the terror of the void, the ambiguity of not knowing where or when your next direct deposit will hit. He’s wise enough to understand how little he understands, allergic to cheap irony or forced symbolism. As he points out on stories, “not every story has a meaning, not every moment has a reason, sometimes you just let the music play and tell you what to say.” 

It’s obvious how loudly the music speaks to Orrick, who is rarely short of opinions or serrated observation. The somber piano-based melancholy and rugged drums of “Portraits” thump via a gifted arsenal of producers including Nolan the Ninja, L’Orange, Exile, Apollo Brown, and Onra. Only two guest rappers appear, Fashawn and Orrick’s partner in Ugly Heroes, Verbal Kent. Orrick carries the rest of the weight and you sense the Atlas burden he shoulders. 

But for the all the poignant complaints, there’s a soulful profundity at the core of the album. It goes further than stress over bills, nicotine and liquor compulsions, and a search for deeper revelation. If you can hear a song like “Mom” without slightly crumbling, you might be iron-born. It’s a eulogy for Orrick’s late mother, dead at 45 without seeing her children grow up, without the opportunity to take pride in her son’s ability to realize his dream—however flawed it can occasionally seem. It’s here where you sense the power of these Portraits. They capture the pain that too many of us feel, that manifests itself in so many distinct ways. For a little while, we understand the raw f&cked up complexity of what it means to be a human being in a lunatic world. The portrait is personal, but it’s all of us too. 
credits

Portraits Mp3

The Rubric

Chris Orrick - The Rubric (feat. Verbal Kent) (prod. Calvin Valentine)

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