Tuesday, June 9, 2009


I've moved to http://printmaticmusic.com

please update your bookmarks and subscribe to the new rss feed over there.


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

NEW WEBSITE: time to migrate

After what seemed like an eternity, I've finally finished the new website and would like to kindly ask all of you to please move over to:


I've tried to transfer the RSS feed as well but that will take a couple days to get straightened out, so many of you may not get notified until it's switched. Otherwise please check out the new site and join the mailing list over there or subscribe via rss. I'm going to start blogging again this week now that the new site is up.

Thanks for the support. See you there!

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Saturday, May 9, 2009

I'm seriously in the matrix right now.

Fools dont even understand. Its one of those weeks. I been in my normal beast-mode with the kicking it and then tonight i'm headed home from the spot, and i see a cop hawk me. they bust a u turn because i didnt signal, then they follow me more because i was dippin out at 230am from the spot.

so i'm on the freeway and i see this bogie gaining on me, and i think to myself, "fuck it, this is it. its about to be my first dui"

now, i was at the spot with my dudes not drinking liquor, drinking pitchers of pbr, so i knew i was drinking and maybe somewhere near or over the limit. so in my mind when i saw this bogie roll up i was like fuck it, bust an exit. i took the first exit i could and then it was immediate swoop, lights on, done deal.

i'm looking for my paperwork and i cant find a current insurance card, so i get noided. meanwhile 3 more cop cars roll up. we're downtown on 4th and fulton about 2 blocks from the jail and police headquarters so i knew it was a wrap for me. cop takes at LEAST 5 minutes then walks up to the whip. asks me where i was at and i told her straight up i had been drinkin since 10pm and had 2 pitchers but that's it. they check my paperwork, etc. and then they hit me with the extra hard whammy and ask me to get out the car and get in their car while they search my shit.

they ask me if anythings in there and i tell them nothing but some hedge clippers and shit like that because i'm a landlord, but no weapons or drugs. they dont find shit, ask me to get out the car, then tell me that they want me to take a field sobriety test. at this point i'm shook as fuck because that means its curtains, even though i got hawked for failure to signal.

meanwhile, while im in the back of the cop car i'm texting my people like "yo, its a wrap for me. your boy just caught his first DUI"

so these two female cops start administering the sobriety test, and i'm like lets go. now, i had been drinking but i wasnt faded, so i had a little bit of confidence that i wouldnt be looking like Bob Huggins when he took his shit and caught a DUI. So shes like watch the pen, and i was watching that shit move with presicision. i couldnt be stopped. then she's like ok, take 9 steps one in front of the other then turn then take nine back. so i started doing my nine steps and was LOOKING HER IN THE FACE like "7....8...9" and she was like "DONT LOOK AT ME DO THE TEST" and i was like "yo, i just wanted you to know that i got this shit". and she didnt apprecaite it and it almost got heated for a second.

so then she hit me with the "hold up your left foot for 30 seconds" joint. and she tried to demonstrate, but she was counting super fast, not really seconds, and i called her out on it, like "yo you just counted 30 seconds in 15 seconds. that aint right. is it 30 seconds, or how fast i can count to 30?" and she got defensive. so i looked at the cop with the stopwatch and was like "START COUNTING. IM READY" and they both were lookin at me kinda strange like wow, is this dude really asking for us to bring on the tests, and i'm like lets do it. so i do my 30 seconds, albeit kinda buzzin, and during the last 10-15 seconds I look this cop in the face and count as if to say "yeah i got this shit". she was like "dont look at me, look at your foot" and i was like "what difference does it make? i'm just lettin you know i got this shit". now i did wobble a little, but even for a sober person, standing with your left foot 6 inches off the ground for 30 seconds isn't easy.

so then they ask me to get in the back of the car again, and these two officers are outside of the window debating. and i'm in there shook as fuck texting people just to let them know it might be a wrap for me.

but as i notice their tone it looked real inconclusive. so they open the door and the officer who i had been giving the most shit was like "look, we know you've been drinking because you admitted to it, but the tests are inconclusive. we cant really arrest you or test you further, but we cant let you drive home like this because we would be liable, so if you can get somebody to come pick you up then you're free to go"

I'm thinkin HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Called up Seance like Bro come and swoop me, i need you. He came and did me a solid. Took me home and helped me park my whip so they didnt impound it, and I'm home right now writing about this shit and NOT in jail for DUI.

So I say that to say this: i cannot be stopped in 2009. Your boy is in the matrix, dodging bullets and whatnot. In no way, shape, or form am I condoning driving drunk or even saying that you can beat a DUI like i did tonight, but i am saying that based on the amazing week i have been having, this shit is par for the course. Basically, THERE IS NO SPOON.

So yeah, good night. Unfortunately i might not be able to visit my moms for mothers day because of all this shit and how long its gonna take me to get my car back tomorrow, but fuck it. Lesson learned, dont drink and drive, it aint worth it.



Thursday, April 30, 2009

For your own protection

So today i go to best buy to buy a new laptop and some other stuff so i can get my studio back up and running. I knew exactly what i was going to buy before I got there so i made sure that my account had plenty enough money to cover it.

The entire thing comes to about $1100 bucks, so i swipe my card and get transaction declined. Try it again as a credit card instead of debit and get the exact same thing. At this point the clerk asks me if i want to call the bank because maybe there's a limit to the amount i can spend on my card i dont know about, while i sit there holding up the line.

I call the bank, and they confirm that yes, there is a limit on my purchases and that it's $1000 dollars. I ask why and she says "it's for security purposes"

I say "that's understandable, so can you authorize this transaction so i can buy this laptop"

And she says "unfortunately we cant sir, the limit is there to protect you from fraud and theft, for security purposes"

I say "well, that's cool and all, but since you've already verified that this is actually me trying to buy something for myself, shouldn't you be able to just authorize it?"

She says "no sir we can't. the limit was placed to protect you, so we can't change it."


Protect me from what? Buying something that i really want?

Thanks a lot.

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Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Why i can't be stopped

I've been telling everybody around me that i can't be stopped this year. At anything. From gettin money, to music, to girls, to finding the best parking space--I'm operating with unparalleled focus and determination right now. But as i was doing some work today, i realized another reason why i cannot be stopped this year. This puppy right here:

that's a cannon mx700.

it prints.

it copies.

it faxes.

it scans.

It cannot be stopped. And since it cannot be stopped, neither can I.

I have to admit I underestimated how useful one of these things were until i picked one up a few weeks ago. But after owning it for 3 weeks, I cant imagine going back to life without it because life without it caused me to make a lotta trips to Kinkos and spend tons of money. I used to dread doing dumb ass paperwork-related activities, but no more. Your boy is kickin ass in many different arenas. Your boy can't be stopped

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

more auto-tune funniness

ok. I've been gone for a minute trying to get the new site launched, but since it's taking longer than expected I figured i would get back on my mission. This shit is funny:

Monday, April 13, 2009

So as i sit here in the house on a Wednesday night, trying to not go get drunk, the wildest thought pops into my head that has never occurred to me before: people who don’t drink and don’t go out must have an insane amount of free time on their hands. Because i most certainly feel that way right about now. I feel like the guy who just upgraded his phone plan and now has twice the minutes he use to have and is still paying the same thing, then realized that he doesn’t have anybody to use those minutes on.

So what is it that all you people who don’t drink do with all that extra time you must have on your hands?

Seriously, somebody tell me.

Do yall posse up and play cards? Watch movies? Ping-pong? Couples bowling? Fill me in.

Because as i sit here bored as fuck, I really feel like I’ve ran out of options–not that there were many to begin with. While it’s true that I’ve got just as many problems as the next man i wanna forget about (and drinking does make that happen), the fact of the matter is that if i go drink tonight it would be primarily because i don’t have shit else to do.

Hell, not wanting alcohol is easy, but finding something constructive to do during the times when I would typically be out drinking is hard work, feel me?

I gotta step my hobbies up.

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Sunday, April 12, 2009

have no fear

I'm still blogging, but I haven't posted much lately because I'm in the process of moving this site. The new site is almost done and should be launched sometime this week, and I'll get back to business as usual.

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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The Results

I was gonna write about how my attempt at not drinking last week went, along with details about how each day went, but as i was writing it seemed to be pretty boring, so i deleted it. Instead I'm going to simplify it like this:

Everybody has things they do that they wish they didnt do so much; whether that be shopping too much, smoking weed, drinking, cigarettes, driving fast, sex, whatever. We all have struggles and none of us are perfect. But I truly believe that only when we take these things out of our lives for an extended amount of time can we actually see and admit what it was that caused us to become so dependent on them in the first place.

That's what I gained last week.

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Monday, April 6, 2009

They dont make em like this anymore (classic older joints)

Sophia Lauren

Requel Welch

Lena Horn

Pam Grier

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Friday, April 3, 2009

Pictures from the Final So What Wednesday (By Ed Luna)

As many of you know last Wednesday was the final night of our weekly event So What Wednesday. Here are some pictures taken by Columbus resident and excellent photographer Ed Luna. He posted these on his facebook page and since they're really good I figured I would repost them here. Enjoy!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

New Montly Event: Check The Rhyme

For all my people in columbus that fuck with classic hip-hop, and don't have plans this saturday night, please come check out the new monthly event that I'm starting up:

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

7 days without alcohol

I was at the bar Saturday and told a friend i was gonna take a week off drinking and his response was "that's it? a week aint shit, anybod can do that". I replied with "cool, then you should do it with me". He thought about it for a second then went silent. Then he asked me to do a shot with him. I said no thanks. I was already near the end of the pitcher i ordered.

So I decided that I needed to take a week off the bottle. After being out 4-5 nights a week for the past 6 weeks promoting events I've began to feel like I'm in a weird downward spiral, that begins with every day starting later and later, and never ends before 5 or 6 in the morning. I've also noticed that things around me involving other people seem to be equally depressing, and that all these things can be traced back to alcohol. I feel bad enough physically, but people around me seem to be having an even worse time. So i think it's time for clarity, to step away from drinking for a while.

I hate that everything around me that's fucked up--from the way people treat people they know, to public conflicts between strangers--seem to almost always involve alcohol. I hate this fact. I hate that I'm even around when all this petty shit is going on.

On the other hand I am somewhat conflicted because i truly believe that I have had some amazing conversations over a pitcher of beer, and the prospect of not having that to stimulate my mind makes me uneasy, but still.

So while i do realize this blog is pretty fucking depressing I also hope that you all can see its necessity. This is why i asked how many nights a week some of yall drink a couple weeks ago. It as already on my mind.

Keep drinking your drinks and partying, but i gotta take some time off. But i know it's going to be hard. So I'm gonna blog about it.

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I shoulda knew the scoop

I have no words for life right now. Other than this song, which will serve as the soundtrack to what I'm feeling right now to this highest degree:

Its wild how sometimes you can speak things into existence.

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Friday, March 27, 2009

a gem of an interview from a columbus band

The lead singer in the Columbus band called Psychedelic Horseshit is interviewed in the washington post, and there are so many funny (and completely correct) quotes in this intervew I have to post it here. While their music isn't for everybody, this interview is, and you don't even have to know anything about them to appreciate it. I wish more hip-hop people would do interviews like this. Shit, maybe I might when my next album comes out.

One of my favorite quotes from the interview is this:

"No one tells the truth because everyone's so afraid of what everyone else is gonna think, and their image. Everyone's afraid of being pretentious. And it's like - pretension is necessary to advance art. And honest criticism is necessary to advance art. Failure is necessary to advance art. And everyone's so afraid of all of those."

Peep the full interview here:

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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Really good rappin

Slaughterhouse "Move On" [Remix] feat. Joe Budden, Royce Da 5'9" & Crooked I:

Shit makes me wanna sit down and write some shit.

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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Last So What Wednesday

If you live in Columbus then you probably know that I've been a part of a weekly hip-hop night called So What Wednesdays for about 2 and a half years. It goes down every week at Cafe Bourbon Street. The night was created and named in remembrance of our dude Daymon Dodson (aka So What) and we have held it down for a while hopefully in the spirit of what he was about. I host it and DJ Detox has been there on the turntables since day one but we've also had Rare Groove and POS 2 helping out as well at certain points. We've also had performances from One Be Lo, DJ Abilities, Mac Lethal, The Catalyst, J. Rawls, Illogic, myself, and many others that i can't even remember right now. It has always been a good time and a good outlet for people who wanna hear classic hip-hop shit.

At any rate, tonight is the final So What Wednesday. Since I've announced this last week, a bunch of people have been asking why its ending, which is understandable. The only thing that bothers me is when people who haven't come out in a year ask. They'll be like "why is this ending? i havent been there in like 2 years, but it was great when i went" And i have no words.

What I'm sayin is this: things are special not because me and detox are there every week and Detox is playing good music--things become special when you decide to make it special, because then memories are made. if something is special then it's because you and your friends made it special and decided to make it happen. So to all my people who came out and made this shit special--thank you. I don't regret doing it at all and had fun every week i was there, whether there were 15 or 150 people there.

So that's all I got. I'll be there tonight doing what we've been doing for the last couple years, having fun.

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Monday, March 23, 2009

My agenda

What this blog IS about:

Making fun of everybody
Bizarre shit that happens around me
Music (but not that much)

What this blog is NOT about:

Uplifting messages
Support of any political agenda
Positivity or positive reinforcement of any kind
Telling stories about boring shit that happens on tour
Being a role-model.
Explaining what motivated me to do a song, beat, or any of that shit.
Enlightenment or betterment

Just wanted to clear that up before anybody out there got the wrong idea.

Now, Check this shit out and tell me it aint funny as fuck:

While I'm generally not about violence. The entire concept of a dude trying to put hands on his woman and her kicking his ass seven ways til sunday is amazing. That alone makes this shit ROFLworthy.

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

I didn't go to SXSW

sue me.

i was in limbo, and was like nah brah, i'mma chill at the crib. what i look like the guy who's last record is 4 years old and whose new record doesnt have a release date, hoppin on stage feeling optimistic about shit like he unsigned hype from when the source meant something, feel me?

but i do have fond memories of it. first time i ever went was the 2nd or 3rd soul position show ever. we opened up for mr. len. remember when mr len and big jess had props from company flow? now none of yall fuck with them dudes. well me and rj's first time at sxsw we played a showcase with them in front of maybe 50 people max...this was long before i really knew how to rock a fucking show. i was a youngin. me and lif were walking around downtown austin with Prefuse 73. I didnt know who he was at the time or what he would turn into...nobody did, safe to say. Me and RJ didn't even have a room, so we slept on Mr. Lif's floor. He had a room and looked out. Real rap. Never say print didn't pay dues or was always on some "i made it" type shit. i dont even understand the concept of made it because the struggle stay kickin my ass every year or two.

but yeah, sxsw is a cool conference. but now, there's WAY TOO MUCH RAP. no novelty. i would be one of 200 people spittin bars at you this weekend.

but i dont wanna sound negative, because AUSTIN TEXAS is the shit.

6th STREET is the shit.

TEXAS WOMEN are the shit. jonny baker feels me on this.

So i dont want this to come off like I'm too good for south by southwest because i'm not. i'm at the crib drinkin pbr wil dudes are out there goin for the gusto. I just need to get my shit together, so that when i do get on my grizzly and go for the gusto it means more and resonates more. i figure if i'm excited then maybe everybody else will be...who knows. its only life. dont take yourself so seriously.

I dont know where i was going with this other than to say that i miss my rse dudes; young max (abilities), mikey (eyedea), sean (he posts here so he dont count but miss him too), ali, ab rude (shhhhhh), bk one, toki wright, etc. comraderie is hella important. stay motivated. dont surround yourself with people who aint about the fuckin art. if they aint about the art then fuck them. dudes be about bitches, props, free drinks, and stupid ass shit like that more than the art nowadays. but if you're about the art, the craft, then all that shit will come your way anyways, feel me?

so i'm on vacation now. really its a "staycation" as they say because i aint went nowhere. i'm chillin but i'm not. i'm not doing shit but i really am. i'm on it mi amigo. dont front on su hermano.

(This shit aint even slightly blog worthy but i might just post it over there too when i wake up and read this shit i'm about to forget about. Until then, never forget that Printnificence is a mutha fuckin boss, whether the tide is for or against him)


Friday, March 20, 2009

A good interview

Last fall when i was on tour with atmosphere i did an interview with the Western Carolinian Magazine about everything from the future of hip-hop, to digital production, to the fate of vinyl. It's pretty in-depth but a pretty good read. I actually forgot we talked about so many different things.

Either way the interview is HERE

DIY Shit

Finally got Illogic's CDs in the mail today:

Already had the clear cd trays:

Got the artwork in the mail a few days ago:

Picked up the instrumental CDs from my dude Philly Phil this morning:

Finished product:

If you live in Columbus, hope to see you all out next friday. I'll probably be working the merch table trying to sell these joints:

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Lovrub Commercials

Just might be the funniest commercials i've seen on tv in a minute (and by funny i mean bad):

I just wanna know what Lipluv is.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Why dudes dress bad

It's not because they're bad people who think fashion is for sissies.

It's not because they're too lazy to really know what's hot, or what people like.

It's not because they try too hard to impress everybody and end up impressing nobody.

Dudes dress bad because they simply don't understand the hierarchy of dressing. See, there's an order to this shit that you need to understand before you go out there all willy nilly with your flea market fitted and 100 dollar pair of jeans. Or you rush out there with those 100 dollar shades and that ridiculous 5x, multicolor tshirt, looking all ridiculous. Particularly my fellas. Feel me on this shit my dudes.

It ain't about dressing good. It's about not dressing bad.

Let's be honest here; women know way more about fashion that us. It started way earlier for them. Their use of color alone is way beyond ours. Back in elementary school when we were given the box of crayons with 12 colors in it, all primary, they were given the joint with like 50 colors in it. Three different blue's, 4 different variations of red, etc. Weird ass colors like "cyan" and "magenta" that to this day you will never hear a man say out loud. This is because we were deprived as kids. We don't know shit about colors for real, and if we do then we learned it way later.

But anyways, men tend to think that they have to actually dress up to impress a woman, or that being extra fly is the only way to look good, but the reality is that really you just need to not dress bad. And to not dress bad you need to understand the hierarchy of shit...feel me on this.

I was buying some pants today and it dawned on me that while i do think that having some nice jeans on is important, that it's not the most important. What is you ask? Shoes and shirt. Trust me on this. Keep your shoes right, keep your shirt unoffensive and you will be ok. Obviously your face matters, but I'm just talking about gear here. So as I'm coppin these jeans I realize that I wouldnt even be coppin these nice jeans if i didnt already have some nice shoes on, feel me? Like who in their right mind buys some jeans then tries to find some nice shoes, or wears them with shitty shoes? Nobody with any sense of style. And neither should you. However, it's very important to understand how these things work together.

Case in point, the white t-shirt phenomena. The white t-shirt proves that the shirt isn't nearly as important as a mans shoes or jeans. See, the white t-shirt is a team player. If the white tshirt was a basketball player it would be the guy taking all the charges, setting the picks, and diving after loose balls. It defers the eye to other more important parts of a mans wardrobe (because honestly its hard as fuck to figure out what shirt to buy), so when the white t-shirt started poppin i would bet that 75% of men felt relief. Happy they would never have to worry about picking out the most difficult, yet least important part of the wardrobe again.

Basically I'm saying this. If you aren't a "great" dresser, then here is the ranking of what you should be making important to not be a bad dresser:

a. Men who wear white tshirts

1. Shoes
2. Pants - to show off those nice shoes
3. Hat / Skullcap / Fitted
4. Shirt - you're rockin a white tee so it dont matter. you win.


b. Men who DON'T wear white tshirts

1. Shirt - if your shoes aint hot then you might as well rock a nice shirt
2. Shoes - 2nd only because the eyes arent sent there by the white tee
3. Pants - if your shirt and shoes are nice who cares about your pants. you got the top and bottom joint on lock.

(sidenote: please understand that dudes who rock solid color polos or shit like that are basically like dudes who rock white tees. you win by keepin it simple)

So, what I'm basically saying is that you can avoid being a shitty dresser by simply knowing what's most important and doing just enough to get you by. Don't try to compete with these clowns who wanna color-coordinate from head to toe (sunglasses, shades, beltbuckles, suspenders, ect.)--fuck that. Do you, but respect the hierarchy, that's what I'm sayin, you shitty dresser you.

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Mike Tyson Documentary coming soon

Anybody who knows me know's that I consider Mike Tyson one of the most entertaining people on the planet. Well, apparently there is a documentary coming out soon about his life, that I will be at the first day it comes out. But before you watch the trailer to the movie I would like to beg of you to watch this below footage of the best Mike Tyson quotes. Dude is truly amazing. I like to watch this shit whenever i'm feeling down:

(sorry about the false start, apparently they took the last one off the net. this ones good)

Here's the movie trailer:

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Monday, March 16, 2009

How many days a week do you drink?

I'm curious.

Random thoughts about condoms

In high school, I had a friend that referred to Lifestyle condoms as "L styles". So I did too. Ever since then when I walk into a store and see Lifestyle condoms I have fond memories of high school and usually buy them, even though I think trojan condoms are far superior. I even refer to them as "L Styles" sometimes but nobody else understands what I'm talking about.

Every now and then, when I'm single I'll put one in my wallet before i go out. Not because i actually think I'm gonna get laid, but because I think having one in my wallet gives me a positive mental attitude about things...a weird optimism about all things in life takes over and I walk around with a "can do" attitude the rest of the night no matter what happens.

I find it sexy when a woman isn't afraid to admit she has condoms. Whether that be at her house or in her purse. I think it implies confidence.

I think its funny that most women who actually do have condoms have brands that men would never choose; weird ass colors or patterns, circular packaging, glow in the dark neon joints, etc. Most dudes stay loyal to one or two brands pretty much. Women get way more funky with it.

I've noticed that some women feel weird if you say you've got condoms before you're completely naked. Any sooner and they feel like you're assuming you're getting some, which never turns out well. As a result, I think things go better when a woman asks, but honestly all things related to sex go better when a woman asks, so I guess that makes perfect sense.

I once dated a girl who absolutely refused to keep condoms in her house. We dated a year and still no condoms. So we would have to leave her house in the middle of the night and go to some corner store to buy them whenever I spent the night. That shit completely ruined the moment if I had to go get them by myself, but if she went with me it felt like we were on an espionage mission. I never completely understood it, but im guessing that she didn't want me to assume she was gonna put out.

The worst sex I ever had in my adult life was when a friend lent me a Magnum condom. Between the anxiety of having sex with this chick for the first time, and being worried that the condom was entirely too big for me--I'm pretty sure that she remembers me as the worst lover ever. I've tried to forget that experience.

This is some strange shit to blog about but i swear these thoughts were on my mind when i woke up this morning. Safe sex yall.

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