the mixtape show

So I was eating guacamole with a spoon a moment ago and I suddenly remembered that I had told you all that I'd be putting up that text interview with Young Hootie. I realize that this doesn't mean that much for all you rich-ass Canadians, but a lot of us brothers and sisters don't have access to fast-ass connections, which means that it's kinda hard for people to be downloading a 14mb file on a whim. So, with that said, and with a tip of the gat to Walt the Ag, who is never, ever, ever to be confused with Phil the Ag (and Bol, we'll get that shit done sometime...), here is the long-awaited, slightly manipulated, text version of the interview with Young Hootie. Don't be suprised if this shows up on other sites as well, though. Young Hootie Interview Part 1 of 2 Conducted by dex digital of the Mixtape Show Hip-Hop Podcast Full audio interview available at www.mixtapeshow.net Mixtape Show: Go ahead and introduce yourself, man. Young Hootie: Yeah, this is Young Hootie. Larceny Entertainment, Heatline, what’s goin on. MS: So where you at right now? YH: I’m in Atlanta, man. Actually I’m getting a haircut right now. MS: Right now right now? YH: Yeah. Time management is a mufucca, I gotta do two things at once…(laughs). MS: All right, so let’s just start from the beginning man – how did you come up, what’s your background, you know, all that information.

Now, if you've been paying attention to what's been going on on in the scene recently, you'll remember that whole Scion / Bavu Blakes debacle, as covered by matt of houstonsorilllll and yours truly on the best hip-hop podcast site known to woman. But don't think even for a minute that Scion is the ony coporate entity that is investing heavily in our (hip-hop, urban, Black, -of color, what have you) culture. Oh, no. There are many others, enough so that I might even have to start a series of commentary. Trust me. With that then, I present the following: Stay the fuck out of my business, HITACHI. So I was cruising some nerd site or other one day, and I see this link that says something about hard drives being the "new bling". Even though I had recently listened to that Paul Wall song that talks about trying to pimp out honeys on blackplanet, this made zero sense to me. So I'm directed to this site, which is where the agony begins.

God damn, I leave for two weeks and the internet goes fucking nuts. Anyway, for those of you who didn't know, I've been gone doing my thing down in the souf with the hurricane and whatnot. So don't nobody tell me to stop whining about Katrina, cause I been done down there and it's some heavy shit. But that's enough of that. Time for some administrative shit. 1. That contest. It's still in effect, for the most part. I've gotten some submissions, but I really don't want this to turn into a Katrina blog or something lame ...

To all the haters, doubters, and ig'nint asses: ZING. Y'all know what time it is. I got that official shit, holler at your boy. Materials: Spraypaint, stencils, tape, and a shirt. And about 45 seconds.