2DBZ Presents Pyrex Vision: The Rules (Or, How To Get To Me)


I’m feeling lazy on the picture for this post.

I’ll admit I was a bit reckless during the neophyte stages of the dopehouse. Still angry from my “Slap-Boxing With Jesus” days and failed attempts to not rely on my family for rent money, I will confess that during the site’s ascension I rarely gave a shit about anybody’s opinion but my own. In my advancing age and dwindling sanity, however, I began to have second thoughts.

Then 2011 came around. Without going into details, I will say that those 12 months made me reevaluate things. Seriously, you come home from a night of partying on your birthday to find that the place you rest your head at resembling a scene in Backdraft and see if that doesn’t fuck up your year.

One of the most common questions I get asked is how to get music from my bloated inbox to my eardrums and, eventually, onto the site. So, rather than use this piece of bandwidth to talk some nonsensical shit (read: use this piece of bandwidth to talk some nonsensical shit), I figure I’ll let some of you aspiring *insert profession here* in on some of the “rules” I go by when it comes to ultimately influencing my opinions.

The Twitter is not your friend. Unless your last name is “West,” using the Twitter as a means of getting out your dreams to the masses almost never works. A recent example was Sean Price’s short-form rant on the “please listen to my demo ass rappers” who solicit him while he’s waxing poetics on decidedly non-musical topics such as copping Pampers for his daughter at the neighborhood supermarket. I spend more time writing dirty limericks, lamenting about the frustrations of getting a cab in New York late at night and trying to philosophize pornographic culture than I do about today’s rap scene on that thing, what makes you think I’m going to use it to check out your music?

There’s a good chance I won’t like, or even see, your stuff. I, as well as the other purveyors of this site and other sites like the dopehouse, get bombarded every single day with hundreds upon hundreds of emails. While I try my best to look through all of them (yes, I still do that) I’ll still somehow miss a few, the email will end up in my spam box or I just won’t like the contents at all. That doesn’t mean that I won’t like future offerings from an artist, however. A good example of this would be Lute and his West1996 project. It’s a tape I’ve thoroughly enjoyed and constantly played since its release, and the thing will end up on my “Best of 2012” list… but I do not like the cover art, and it almost made me ignore the entire thing altogether. I’ve seen enough Illmatic rehashes – hell, rap’s Prom Night Dumpster Baby Charles Hamilton and fellow North Carolinian J. Cole each did one about a year and some change before Lute, and I’m sure Pen & Pixel have made some extreme version of it during their No Limit days, complete with flaming background and blinged-out polar bears – to last me a lifetime and more. Yet that does not take away from the quality of the project (it’s a really good project), and it ultimately didn’t matter to me.

At the end of the day, I don’t have to like your shit. And even if that happens, Shake may feel the opposite and fuck with it. Or Peas. Or Justice. And nothing is wrong with that at all.

At the end of the day, I’m human. That means exactly what it says. Just because my “job” of sorts revolves around the Internets and its infinite fuckery doesn’t mean my life does. I’m still a grown-up juvenile who enjoys sneakers, candy and all drinks grape-flavored like normal folks, and apparently this deejaying hobby of mine seems to be getting some footing. So, if your song doesn’t end up on the site as soon as you sent it to me, chances are I’m probably out getting some sun. Or washing my locks. Or not really giving a fuck about the Internets at that time. Pick one.

It’s not hard to find me at all, nor does it take a lot of effort to get my attention. The only issue is keeping it long enough for me to give you a chance.

Oh, and Vandalyzm, I apologize. See, that wasn’t so hard right?

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15 Responses to “2DBZ Presents Pyrex Vision: The Rules (Or, How To Get To Me)”

  1. Can I Live?

  2. Did you just cut and paste this for another post you already did some time ago!?

  3. Dope

  4. *from another post

  5. um…you didn’t really state any “rules”…you just gave some excuses…you’re out.

  6. Start posting Xuice Hades (illecism) again

  7. “I am a popular blogger that everyone hates. Let me tell you why you hate me, make up silly excuses, and let you hate me even more.” – 2dopeboyz1cup

  8. Drama queen much? Are aspiring rappers BLOWING UP cuz of getting a blog post on ONLY this hip hop site? And they bitch about not getting noticed here, why do your site visitors care?

    Ya’ll brag about “dopehouse exclusives* but then act butthurt when someone says you’re late on something or miss something altogether. Wah. Seems like a hazzard of the “job” you have. I know, have your weed carriers sift through your inbox since your time is so precious. You & Shake are nacissistic egomaniacs for real.

  9. Dont holla at you on twitter, even when submitted properly you probably wont like our stuff anyway, and if you do, you’ll post it when you feel like it. Correct?

  10. I can dig it. Now back to my email blast! lol.
    Mek keep rocking the 1′s & 2′s fam $$$.
    Peace

  11. @Soundly Discouraged
    More like, don´t holla at him on twitter, if you submit it properly, there´s a chance he´ll like it and post it, if he doesn´t like it, there´s a chance Meka, Justice or Peas will like it and post it, if none like it, they won´t post it.

  12. I admit, for a short time I used to let the internet interfere with my life. this site got outta hand with all the A. Hole junk mail updates, and my life went toward a downward spiral. staying up late smoking L’s and splashing 40′s, and devoting my time to a wack rapper became a personal and necessary mission for me. I could never understand how an opinion on the internet can affect other people til I started posting here in 2009 til 2011. I found other activities to keep me occupied and preserve the positive nature of thinking I control and possess. right now, I’m a proud graduate and recipient of the social science of the holy scriptures, it’s basically the black belt of bible studies honors given to students in my church. I’m also the captain of my Brooklyn shuffleboard team. I won rookie of the year and set the all time player points for a single season in the Brooklyn shuffleboard league (2011). I became active in my neighborhood and spent time in the 2011 holiday season with Mike Tyson giving out thanksgiving turkeys. Tyson is a very close friend to the reverend in my church. for some odd reason, I became a cyber celebrity because of 2dopeboyz. I remember signing a few autographs on a several hip hop functions in BK from 2010 and 2011. people came up to me with weed and 40′s like I was Jesus on palm sunday. I even did an interview for a German University hip hop radio station who were constantly keeping tabs on everything I posted on this site. they even had a fake A. Hole guy call the station while I was on the air. it was a weird part of my life and I had to slow down and make sure I became a positive influence to people close to me. I’m still very active in the hip hop culture. I download everything before I make the decision in legally buying the dope joints. I still post here and there on other blog sites. I rather be constructive in giving opinions than spend the rest of my life trying to convince people certain rappers are below average with below average albums. I like the whole new 2dopeboyz layout and format. I see you still have the old five and dimes sign in for the site. if you guys can change up and make it more secure in posting on this site I would love to contribute more to it. either or, you guys by-far have one of the dopest sites for rap and hip hop music. oh by the way…

    A. HOLE, I STILL BELIEVE YOU PAPOOSED YOURSELF!!!©

    NYC/BROOKLYN©

  13. ^^^^^ He’s alive!

  14. great. once you think the trolls are dying another one comes back from the grave. on this post of all posts too. fuck you brooklyn. and fuck you babytroll kiss ass @Thinker.

  15. A. HOLE, YOU PAPOOSED YOURSELF!!!©

    ^^My nigga.

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