rollingstone:

Today would have been Janis Joplin’s 70th birthday.  Click through to see photos of the iconic singer through the years.

laughingsquid:

Staying in Anthem, A Parody of Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO

Staying In Forever 2012.

cheatsheet:

Die Antwoord hit up New York Fashion Week. What is Die Antwoord?

(Getty Images / Mark Von Holden, via Buzzfeed)

obsessed.

LIL B BECOMES DISILLUSIONED

rapindustryfanfiction:

Lil B was sitting in his house, smoking weed and petting his cat. He had already recorded three mixtapes today, none of which he considered good enough for the internet; and so he had decided to take the rest of the day off.

The cat’s fur was extremely soft, like a patch of moss on a rock in the forest. Lil B wished he could pet his cat forever. Then the cat got up and ran to the window.

That was strange, thought Lil B. I wonder what’s got him so worked up?

A moment later, Lil B smelled something burning. That is also strange, he thought. He ran through a mental checklist: he hadn’t used the oven today; the vaporizer was stashed in a closet somewhere; the waffle iron was still sitting on the counter at Soulja Boy’s crib. Had he possibly left some candles burning after his bath? He went upstairs to check. Nope.

When he came back downstairs, the tiny grey cat was more agitated than Lil B had ever seen him before; he practically threw his body against the window, mewling loud enough to wake the dead.

“What is it, boy?” Lil B asked. “D’ya wanna go—”

And then he saw.

There, on the front lawn, beneath a clumsily-drawn pentagram: words scrawled in fire, words that would haunt his dreams in the weeks to come, words that would remain imprinted on his memory long after the last rings of dunkin’ donuts coffee had faded from the surface of the endtable.

SWAG SUCKS! they read. CRUFT 4 EVER!!!

Later, as he attempted to reseed the blackened gasoline-stinking dirt, he would wonder aloud, to the great amusement of his neighbors, just what these young hooligans had against the concept of swag. But at the moment, his mind was dominated by one question: What in the name of basedgod is ‘cruft’?

(Source: rapindustryfanfiction)

kidsamich:

Azealia Banks - 212 feat. Lazy Jay

this is how one correctly takes back one’s body and empower it

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femmephilia:

My absolute love for acoustic/demoey songs is so significant that I love a number of acoustic versions of YYY songs. This is a classic. Two songs in one. If you don’t like the first, start at 4:30 and ignore her weird quasi-groans.

Cause all I see is what’s in front of me. 

(Source: lostinteriors)

nparts:

The future of music is written by fortysomething artists

Imagine grabbing a CD by Lady Gaga or Katy Perry or any other young hitmaker from our Age of Derivative. You hop into your Delorean and zip back to 1991. Would our 2011 sounds truly dazzle and challenge the ears of yesteryear? Would a single feather be ruffled, or a mind blown?

Click that shit.

(via nationalpost)