Today marks the release of the dope new Chicago-based book, The BreakBeat Poets: New American Poetry in the Age of Hip-Hop, a collection of poems from 78 different poets from across the world, who were born somewhere between 1961-1999. The book was co-edited by our homie Kevin Coval, who worked diligently alongside Quraysh Ali Lansana and Nate Marshall to complete it. To raise the stakes even higher, the cover art was handled by none other than Hebru Brantley. This is for the hip-hop fan of any age and any generation, regardless if you’ve ever read a poem or not. It’s deeper than rap, for real.
Chance The Rapper had this to say about the book: “A cool & diversified version of a mix tape. The BreakBeat Poets is a thorough and complete summation of Golden Era writers who continue to build the scene of literary and performance poetry.”
So yeah, it comes as highly recommended. If you know Kevin then you know he puts his everything into his work, so expect nothing but perfection yet again. Go ahead and order now or call your local bookstore to see if they have it on the shelves.
Grab it here. And check out the trailer up top.
Hip-Hop is the largest youth culture in the history of the planet rock. It has produced generations of artists who have revolutionized their genre(s) by applying the aesthetic innovations of the culture. The BreakBeat Poets features 78 poets, born somewhere between 1961-1999, All-City and Coast-to-Coast, who are creating the next and now movement(s) in American letters. This is the first poetry anthology by and for the Hip-Hop generation. It is for people who love Hip-Hop, for fans of the culture, for people who’ve never read a poem, for people who thought poems were only something done by dead white dudes who got lost in a forest, and for poetry heads. This anthology is meant to expand the idea of who a poet is and what a poem is for.
The BreakBeat Poets are the scribes recording and remixing a fuller spectrum of experience of what it means to be alive in this moment. The BreakBeat Poets are a break with the past and an honoring of the tradition(s), an undeniable body expanding the canon for the fresher.
Check out the cover art by Hebru Brantley below.
Hometown hero and red-hot comedian Hannibal Buress covers this month’s edition of The Fader. So if you’re keeping score at home, Chance The Rapper, Tink and Hannibal have all graced the cover of The Fader so far in 2015, and it’s only April. Impressive stuff. Chicago is winning from all angles right now.
This sudden exit wasn’t part of Hannibal’s routine when I last saw him, a few weeks earlier, performing a sold-out show in the Brooklyn Academy of Music’s regal opera house. There was a triumphant swagger to Hannibal’s every move that night, as longtime fans from his adopted borough marveled and delighted at how the comedian’s droll, deadpan style had brought him here. He’s been an underground favorite for years, the type of guy you would see around town at bars or concerts or hosting his D.I.Y. comedy showcase a few miles away at the Knitting Factory. Now, legends like Chris Rock and Louis C.K. tip him as the future of comedy. As Hannibal strolled across that vast, fabled stage in Brooklyn, it felt like an intermediary moment before the next level of fame, when he’s starring in his own movies and playing arenas.
He’s on fire. Check out his full cover story piece right here.
What would a Tuesday be without a new Tree tune? Not a Tuesday I’d want to partake in. A brand new “Treestyle” is here for mass consumption, and he’s calling this one “Off Gurl.” His streak continues.
Don’t forget to check out Tree alongside Chris Crack next week at our show with Red Bull Sound Select. Mystikal is headlining. It’s going to be amazing. You can gain entry for $3 if you RSVP now. Do that.
Yachts, beautiful women, expensive garments, booze, party favors. Cot damn, from this clip Kembe X sure looks like the man where he’s standing. It’s nice to see this jazzy offering from Kembe brought to life, and it’s another winner for the now LA-based emcee.
Ain’t no party like a Loosie party, indeed.
Damn, Pavy went ahead and got himself a Playboy Playmate for his new video for “French Riviera.” Paradise, indeed. So for his latest offering, Irina Voronina is on board to supply the eye candy. If you can’t respect that your whole perspective is wack.
If you like what you see and hear, be sure to grab Pav’s R.O.M.E. project on iTunes.