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Take It Personal Podcast (Ep 4: Wu-Tang Tribute)

Thursday, January 12th, 2017

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To many, Staten Island is known as the dump. To us hip-hop heads, it’s known as Shaolin, the home of the Wu-Tang Clan. Who would have thought a group of 9 rappers would have changed the game, but they definitely did. Nobody has ever done hip-hop like WTC and I’m pretty sure nobody ever will. While The Wu is one of the most respected and beloved group of all-time, a two hour tribute doesn’t seem long enough. That said, here is our tribute that should help remind you that Wu-Tang Clan Ain’t Nuthing ta F*ck Wit!

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Tuesday, June 7th, 2016

If you don’t know, now you know. Check us out as we take you on a trip to memory lane, T.R.O.Y. style of course.

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Killin’ It On Canvas (Nas, ATCQ, Wu-Tang, Gang Starr)

Thursday, July 16th, 2015

For the art lovers out there, definitely check out what The Funky Rabbit is offering up these days. A music-inspired art blog that has recently turned its focus on some of hip-hop’s finest. There is most certainly something for everyone here, so give it a click, help spread the word and if you dig be sure to like, share or even cop if your pad is in need of some dopeness. –Philaflava


The T.R.O.Y Blog Presents: This Is The Remix

Wednesday, January 1st, 2014

The T.R.O.Y. Blog team wishes you a Happy New Year.


Inspired by philaflava’s thread at the T.R.O.Y. forum.

Good quality rips, amazing and mostly overlooked remixes.



This Is The Remix-3

01. Beastie Boys – Sure Shot (Large Professor Remix)
02. Nine – Ova Confident (Original) [Clean With Bass Version]
03. Special Ed – Freaky Flow (Premier Remix Street Version)
04. Channel Live Mad Izm (Original Buckwild ’95 Remix) Feat. KRS-One
05. Raw Breed – Rabbit Stew (Flame Boiled Mix)
06. Mic Geronimo – Hemmin Heads (Cheeba Mix)
07. King Tee – Black Togetha Again (Marley Marl Remix)
08. Wu-Tang Clan – Method Man (Crazy C.’s Swisher Mix)
09. Live Squad – Murderahh (Replay Mix)
10. Top Quality – What (Radio Version Uncut) Feat. 3rd Eye
11. Gauge – Cranium (Remix) Feat. Cella Dwellas
12. Raw Breed – Rampage Outta Control Feat. Kool Keith, Godfather Don & Grandmaster Mel
13. PHD – Set It Part 3 (Mix Tape Remix) Feat. Havoc, Hostyle & Legacy
14. Rampage – Beware Of The Rampsack (Danger Zone Rampsack Remix) (Radio Edit)
15. Sham & The Professor – So-Low-Ist (The Kenny Dope Remix)
16. Motion Man – Mo’ Like Flows On (12inch Mix)
17. The Whooliganz – Put Your Handz Up (QDIII Remix)
18. Masta Ace Inc. – Saturday Night Live (L.A. Jay Remix)
19. A Lighter Shade Of Brown – Spill The Wine (Muggs Wine Mix)
20. Black Sheep – Try Counting Sheep (Caveman Funky Organ 7inch)
21. Funkdoobiest – Dedicated (Funkmaster Flex Mix)
22. Red Hot Lover Tone – Give It Up (Diamond D Remix)
23. Digital Underground – The Return Of The Crazy One (Lean Butter-Bean Remix)
24. Illegal – Back In The Day (Rowdy Main Mix)
25. Punk Barbarians – Bubblin’ – R&Bubbles Mix
26. Street Poets – Skinz (Remix)
27. INI – Fakin Jax (Rude Youth Mix) Feat. Mekolitious & Pete Rock
28. A Tribe Called Quest – Bonita Applebum (Hootie Mix)
29. Mic Geronimo – Wherever You Are (Remix)
30. Guru – Lifesaver (DJ Premier Remix)
31. Dark Sun Riders – Time To Build (Ultra Marsalis Remix)
32. Ras Kass – Won’t Catch Me Runnin’ (Special Moet Mix)
33. Solo – Heaven (Straight Hip Hop Joint) Feat. Pudgee Tha Phat Bastard, Young Zee, The Almighty Arrogant & Rufus Blaq
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Arrest The President 1: Junot Diaz And The Purple Tape

Tuesday, February 19th, 2013

Note: Arrest The President is a new weekly TROY Blog column that will look at rap, past and present, from a socio-political perspective. Enjoy.

I grew up on the northern edge of a mid-sized New Jersey industrial/port city, in an apartment complex that slouched at an intersection with seven other buildings whose occupants kept shifting. Cross-Town’s kaleidoscopic nature was a local secret unless you scrunched your clammy earlobes to the concrete. Then you’d find that this vaguely pretty ‘hood —-nestled smugly between Westminster’s micro-mansions, a series of cemetaries, and the state’s biggest airport —- demanded that its residents code-shift with verve.

My early training (‘85-’90) in merging local dialects —- boricua/quisequeya spanglish, Jamaican and Haitian patois, street talk —- taught me to flow with the shockwaves of change. Elders served up tawdry, unverifiable just-so stories about the inherent flaws of other ethnic groups or social classes. This pressure did not stop us from mingling but paranoia, fueled by the crack wars, colored our curiosity. Even in elementary school we pursued friendships cautiously. On television and radio, journalists, academics, and politicians performed a non-stop smear campaign against urban youth, painting us all as nascent criminal predators. We believed it, lived it, loved it a little too.

Middle School meant getting bussed across town. Court-ordered integration overlapped with turf rivalries; crews that used to blend nicely forgot how to  act. The incompatibly layered housing stock loops that flickered across my scratchy school bus window for the whole length of Broad Street seemed to ache with upheaval. Architectural styles signaled toxic, superlocal, alien ways of life that seemed liable to leak out and fuck with you. Your personal enemy list was rearranged as quickly as the grapes, sevens, and bars on A.C. slots.

Any herb walking the streets thinking he could start shit with the Polo-clad Trinis from the semi-detached houses near Jefferson Park was asking for trouble. Doubly so if he tried to post high like the Northside garden apartment goose-down boosting boricuas or sleep soundly while the Guess-obsessed midtown morenos from the co-ops plotted his demise. By high school the rowdiest crews, now fully committed to the drug trade, recruited crimeys from all backgrounds. Those of us who were not thugged out beyond self-defense had to move warily.

Without unaplogetically thoughtful music and literature, the ghetto nerd universe might have imploded from stress. Mercifully, ‘95 saw two bundles of high explosives in the form of rapper Raekwon’s solo debut Only Built 4 Cuban Linx and Dominican-American author Junot Diaz’s first published book Drown. Fucked our heads up, to say the least. Both works commanded us to imagine our environs as a locus classicus, not just of street dreams gone sour, but also of poignant, flavorful works of art.

Fans of Only Built 4 Cuban Linx are struck by the breadth and depth of the “Shaolin” world depicted within; I was doubly struck when I learned of the actual physical smallness of these north shore Staten Island neighborhoods. Raekwon’s Shaolin is not the same emblematic “everyghetto” inflated to austere celestial proportions in classic old school rap like Eric B. and Rakim’s “In The Ghetto.” The place is drawn instead to encompass the spectrum of social ills commonly associated with NYC’s poorest neighborhoods but it is imbued by Raekwon and his collaborators with its own particular cosmopolitan “exoticness,” aurally and verbally sketched.

In the imagination of Raekwon and his fellow rappers, Shaolin’s placement just a stone’s throw away from more affluent locales and the famous ferry transforms it from a blighted outpost on the wrong end of de facto segregation and the illegal drug trade to a way station that spirals out into worlds of intrigue, vice, and opulence. In Drown, Diaz’s rendering of the London Terrace apartments on the very end of Jersey facing Staten Island is approached differently: the slums and the lives of its inhabitants, many wind-swept from Latin America, are drawn plainly and perhaps pathetically, but with respect to their magical idiosyncrasies.

Both works put me and my crew on the map. Our somewheres, defeated by de-industrialization, mattered. The proof was in and about us, in the surreal twisted words and phrases, garish gear and home furnishings, convoluted visions of uplift, duels between solidarity and selfishness, and even in our misguided, resourceful pursuit of food, drink, weed, and women. All of this could be put through the filter of the mind and shot out to a waiting world of hidden slums and backwaters. I read and lent out that little paperback until the adhesive dried and pages flaked off, and bumped that purple cassette until the shit popped. — Thun

Ghostface Killah & MF Doom finally?

Thursday, February 14th, 2013

I don’t know what to believe anymore. There might be a better chance we see that Jay Electronica album first, but if Doomstarks does see the light of day, I know we’ll all be supporting. In other GFK news, check out SteadyBloggin’ for the latest release off the Adrian Young collabo. –Philaflava

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The Digital Revolution: A Critical Analysis of RZA As Bobby Digital In Stereo

Tuesday, April 17th, 2012

“Bobby Digital is about what molded me: comic books, video games, the arcade scene, breakdancing, hip-hop clothes, MCing, DJing, human beatboxing, graffiti plus Mathematics and the gods. That’s hip-hop to me.”

-RZA on Page 91 of The Wu-Tang Manual (more…)

Bobby Digital In Video

Saturday, April 7th, 2012

Bobby Digital Video Shoot, 2000

Like most Wu-heads, I’ve been hearing that The Rza’s unreleased Bobby Digital movie, Bobby Did It, will finally see the light of day for damn near a decade (( Though a screening was indeed scheduled to occur Friday, June 4 at the St. George’s Theatre as part of the Staten Island Film Festival (see the 3rd to last comment here), I’m yet to hear from anyone who was actually in attendance. I don’t doubt that this screening occurred, but it’s as if Bobby zapped the audience members with a fazer gun that wiped their memories or swore them to secrecy.)), so when Wu-Tang’s official Facebook page posted on March 27, “We are about to give some of that Bobby Digital movie,” I took it with a grain of salt. Not surprisingly, the clip still hadn’t arrived when I checked back the next day. Nevertheless, I looked again on April 2 and though it still hadn’t been posted, while searching YouTube I stumbled on something else, something I’d never even heard of before: the Bobby Digital Cartoon Pilot. This got me wondering what other Bob Digi footage is hiding out in the cybernetic back alleys of the information superhighway.

So without further adieu, we bring to you live in stere-ereo, Bobby Digital in Video. (more…)

Random VLS Drops: KGB – Bless Ya Life (1995)

Thursday, May 5th, 2011

Wu-Tang affiliates, KGB [Klik Ga Bow] consists of Ill Knob, Asiatic, Raheem and DJ Ken. They have never released an official album although there is some version compiled with singles and some unreleased material, circulating on the internet. They were close assosiates of the another Wu-Tang affiliate (female) group Deadly Venoms.


01. Bless Ya Life (Grim Mix) (Filthy)
02. Bless Ya Life (Grim Mix) (Clean)
03. Bless Ya Life (Original) (Filthy)
04. Bless Ya Life (Original) (Instrumental)
05. Bless Ya Life (Original) (Clean)

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Random VLS Drops: KGB – Pick Up The Pace (1993)

Monday, May 2nd, 2011

Wu-Tang affiliates KGB [Klik Ga Bow] consists of Ill Knob, Asiatic, Raheem and DJ Ken. They have never released an official album although there is some version compiled with singles and some unreleased material circulating on the internet. They were close associates of the another Wu-Tang affiliate (female) group Deadly Venoms.


01. Pick Up The Pace (Nu Mix)
02. Pick Up The Pace (Mayham Bass Mix)
03. Pick Up The Pace (Instrumental Mix)
04. Crack The Brew (Basement Mix)
05. Crack The Brew (Vocal)
06. Crack The Brew (Brew Instrumental)

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