here are some joints that are so fresh that they should be wrapped in plastic. man, i'm hood. they're all completely different, from insanely minimal dancehall to baltic electro to hip hop, but yet somehow related. i'm not sure how. it's just a gut feeling, like knowing when you're being stared at or invading iraq. maybe i'm just hungry. or have to poop.
busy signal/nah ansa
beirut/the concubine
the cool kids/pennies
speaking of the cool kids—and not that it's particularly life-altering or important or anything—here is a sneak peek of something i'm working on for school right now that i'm really excited about. it's just coming along really nicely and will hopefully be a legit portfolio piece. if it works out that way, i'll be able to go cruise for babes on state street with new confidence because i'll be big pimpin' at some fresh new job that my portfolio done got me. chicks dig a guy that makes 25 large a year. trust me.
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