I'm gonna start upping one song a week from the vast archives of retarded pseudo-hip hop/alt.country bullshit me and my wacky crew of whiteboys be making along the back roads of Virginia. Actually, it's not as wack as that sounds... just dudes doing some shit they enjoy doing, no delusions of grandeur or even desire for blowjobs from college town sluts.
I figured I'd start it off with one of my favorite Prolo songs. Prolo is one of the two (I guess three now, actually) groups I'm in, all of which are basically two dudes. Prolo is me and Boogie Brown, who is one of my oldest holmes, and we actually made very generic boom bap rappitty musics all the way back in college in the early '90s. I often wish I had that shit still, because there were a couple of songs that were great, and it's hard to imagine rapping that fast nowadays. Anyways, "Still Have Music" is off our self-released Dread Headed Stranger/Long Haired Lounger CD from last year, which was a step towards realizing our ultimate goal of fucked up country/hip hop hybrid, except whenever you say "country and hip hop" together, it usually - and rightfully so by the examples set thus far - conjures up groans and disgust. Fair enough. The song is about making music, and how Brown taught me a lot about music. Before his influence, all I did was write words that rhymed. Back then, I used to buy crazy amounts of records, and I'd make 60 minute tape compilations of samples for Brown to use, just raw samples. There's something about making beats with no knowledge of where a break came from on a record or a song, I think it loosens up the dude making the beat from being stuck in certain things that you get stuck upon when you know all the details of a sample. I dont' even remember what this is from, but I think it's probably one of my stupid Soul Train LPs which were single compilations for the most part, because I vaguely remember hearing that song recently on AM radio or maybe Soultown on the satellite. I don't know. But here is "Still Have Music" by Prolo, which is short for professional loungers, except professional doesn't mean we get paid to do it, just we're very good at it.
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