I'm tired of people saying that Biggie is the greatest MC of all time. There is no possible way this is true. Lyrically y'all think he was tantamount to Rakim? I think not. Anyone saying Biggie is the best MC probably only listens to East Coast Hip-Hop post-1996 and therefore their ill-informed opine is of no consequence. Eric B. & Rakim... Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em...

When New York City kicked electro to the curb in the mid-1980s like the bastard child of an Edo-period geisha, it was Miami who adopted it and reared and it raised it into what is probably the best excuse for women to pop their pussies. You can't hate on that Miami bass. M.C.C. (Maggotron Crushing Crew)... The Bass That Ate Miami...

Wow. R. Kelly really can make a song out of any fucking scenario. As if the whole Trapped in the Closet opus wasn't proof enough, the dude made a banging cut about Batman's hometown. R. Kelly... Gotham City (for the ghetto, ghetto)...

If the powers that be actually cared about the state of Black Americans, this is the type of Hip-Hop that would be getting Jay-Z/Alicia Keys run on the radio. I haven't heard a song more verisimilar than this in years. Wise Intelligent... A Genocide...

Women have it harder than men do. Well, not affluent white women, they don't have any problems. For a woman to be recognized in her field as a participant tantamount to a man she has to do exponentially more, be exponentially better and/or show cleavage. That's not cool. In the discussion of who's the best contemporary producer, I never hear the homegirl Georgia Anne Muldrow's name get dropped. She's one of my favorites, consistently raw on the beats. Georgia Anne Muldrow... Morena Del Ray...

I'm hella dilatory with this news but, the brother Husalah, Husalah is out the clink!!! Homie got out back in June 2009. That's what's up. Thanks to M-Double-AL, I am up on some new Husalah music though. Slapper by Traxamillion. Husalah... Pray For You...

I like rock. Real rock. Not indie-dance bullshit with 120 nerve-wrenching beats per minute, out-of-place synths and little to no rhythm. Real rock. Fucking guitars and orchestral arrangements. Brooding, isolated music that feels no need to make you comfortable. Music like this. The Besnard Lakes... Like The Ocean, Like The Innocent Pt. 2: The Innocent...

One of those asses that incite both terror and intrigue in white women...

A mysterious guy with dubious origins that resembles a Dead Head and a weirdo that wears a tiger mask are two multi-instrumentalists that make some of the most gorgeous music today. Just goes to show that you can't really judge someone from their mere appearance. Shawn Lee & Clutchy Hopkins... Chapter 2...

Strange how the insane ones seem to make the best music. Lee "Scratch" Perry, Mozart and George Clinton immediately come to mind, but when it comes to Hip-Hop, Kool Keith claims the title. Either he's a bit certifiably insane or he's one of the most unsung actors of our generation. He was way ahead of his time in 1988 with the Ultramagnetic MC's and traveled even farther ahead into the future with 1996's classic Dr. Octagonecologyst album he did with Dan the Automator and DJ Q-Bert. The dude truly cannot be gauged. Who knows what the hell he'll make next? Kool Keith... Takin' Picutres...