My Radio Is A Millionaire

In 2009 I learned a lot about myself as an artist. The players of the game forever change but as long as you master the basics of the game you’ll get far. The game doesn’t change just the players.

I’ve restricted myself from using the internets and Twitter while I’m in the studio. I find it to be a huge distraction. I have a lot of music to get done and I need to get it done in a timely fashion.

Now I’m pretty much in the studio from 4pm – 9pm. After 9pm I go over what I created, add to mp3 player if I fucks with it, and then go eat. Daily routines are the best.

I’m not gonna say which project is coming out first because I don’t know. The first one that’s finish is the one I’m gonna push first. I also don’t want to give a date of release until it’s done.

Just know that new music is coming soon.

My new years resolution is to find a solution to my progression
Cause some are out here rooting for my depression
They say nothing is impossible, thats a damn lie
But a statement that I live and stand by
I need to get a car, thing is I can’t drive
So now is the time to learn who says I can’t try
I need to start being social and stop being anti
And start working on something that people can buy
I need to get fruit from the market
Like apples, and then figure out how to Steve Jobs it
In a way that is honest so people honor it
Learn the ends and outs of the game so I can conquer it
Learn to stop getting mad when people give my girl compliments
Cause at the end of the day she with me, common sense
Stop wasting time chilling, buy a building
And at the end of the year set a foundation for my children

My Christmas is going so awesome right now. As you get older, Christmas is supposed to dwindle down from the childlike state your introduced to and your supposed to turn more into a Scrooge. Not I said the Millionaire. I slept in front of the Christmas tree like a 7 year old and I didn’t sleep in anticipation for Christmas.

I went to sleep at 3 something in the am and my goddamn alarm went off at 4am. I had to realize I was at my mothers house because I almost threw that shit into her tv. After that I went back to sleep woke up to the sounds of my Moms talking to my sisters. Then my nephew probably got a beating because his loud wailing woke me, again. That was 8 am.

*Another funny thing about my nephew. I told him to tell his mother that he wants to get girls off the internets and he did! Funniest shit ever*

I got my mother “Dexter” Seasons 1-3 on dvd and a vintage Phoenix action figure from 94 with a trading card. My Mom loves the X-Men to the point it was a requirement for us (her children) to know everything about them. I got my father 15 kung fu movies and he is currently watching all of them now. I was going to get my sisters gift cards but I didn’t manage to get them before Christmas. Shout outs to all my peoples that give New Years gifts too.

*I would put what I got my girlfriend for Christmas bus she’s probably reading this with her nosey ass*

My Mom got me a red Polo fleece which is dope because I almost bought one Monday. My oldest sister bought me Smackdown Vs Raw 2010 for PS2. I used to be really into wrestling but I fell back after The Rock left the WWF. I can’t rock with it nowadays but I’ll play the hell out of the game and create my old favorite wrestlers if they are not featured in it. My Pops gave me a gift card. I thought that was pretty dope. I love gift cards that I can spend anywhere.

Now if you excuse me I got some online shopping to do with this gift card.

Currently headed to my moms house for Christmas. I just want to wish everyone happy holidays. Especially people supporting since the dot blogspot days. Happy Holidays!

Now let’s get down to business!

1.) MacBook Pro
I shouldn’t have to list why I want this. I hear nothing but good things about apple especially when it comes to music production. If I ever get this, I’m gonna run Logic, Reason, and Battery on that thang!

2.) KRK Monitors
I need a new speaker system. I know one of you heard my mixes and thought “this sounds shitty”. I’m blaming my speakers. Ya boy needs powered monitors and I heard these things gets it done.

3.) Chiptole Gift Card
I fucks with Chiptole. I eat there at least twice a month. If one of you hit me with a gift card there, I’ll shout you out at the end of every post @ MyRadioIsAMillionaire.

4.) Ralph Lauren Polo Lake Placid Rugby
I saw this at Macy’s and fell in love with it. It had a price tag of 165 and let me tell you this, if it wasn’t Christmas season it would have been copped. I’m hoping someone copped this for ya boy or I’m gonna do it when its 30% off!

5.) A PS3/XBox 360
I’m kind of out the loop far as video games goes so I figure if I get one of these I can get back in action. I solely want it to play GTA 4 and Metal of Honor. Final Fantasy is coming out soon too, I need to get on that.

Thats it for this Christmas. I’ll catch y’all on my birthday!

*In these new post called “Unfinished Business” I’ll be putting up some stuff I jotted down or some beats i made but never finished.

I’m so intergalatic, scottie beamed me up backwards

So I could watch a chess game and utilize a tatic

My saga for living, ain’t to chase live women

Or to keep my head up and stay outta prision

Cause I’m doing neither of those, I need to oppose

My life is like a plant and I need it to grow

Trying to make a lot of cake, kneeding this dough

Because I’d rather sell my teeth then my soul

Written in  December 2007

Y’all know how I get down already. I just don’t give a fuck. I have no problem stating an issue with anyone. Fortunately, birds of a feather flock together so my blogger buddies don’t take no shit either. What up, Ivan, Dom, Dart? They are wayyyy better at this shit than I am, but, I feel compelled to.

Yesterday, I happened to see someone tweet about Kevin Nottingham (the site) charging artist for reviews. I don’t like spazzing out uninformed, so I took it upon myself to find out what the deal was. I stumbled upon an email that confirmed it. First reaction; are you fuckin’ serious!?

Kevin decide to answer all the questions regarding that matter last night on his site in a post. Basically, he stated he needed the money to keep the site running. So I’m assuming he believes we need to pay for his site to run. After all, we do read it.

Now, I’m not doubting he needs money for the site. Shit, this site cost more than some of you think and I don’t have one fourth of the content he does. So I feel him on that.

I have a problem with the site only charging indie artists for features. He defended this saying we need the publicity. That’s fucked up. Hey while we at it, let’s get together next Thanksgiving. We’ll invite family and homeless people. Peep this though, we’ll only charge the homeless people to eat! Don’t look at me like that now I’ll only charge $10 a plate.

In all seriousness if you own a website I understand that it cost money to run it. But I’m not paying someone for an opinion on my music. He should charge his readers to read the site if it costs that much. Wait, it’s pretty much unsigned artist that read his site so either way, I’d be paying.

If he really needs to charge at all, perhaps he should up the price of advertising on his site. Maybe he should get rid of some of the content to lower the cost of his bandwidth. Just a few suggestions from ya boy free of charge. Although I should charge his ass $35 for the knowledge.

This is extortion. First it’ll be reviews, then they’ll get like WorldStar and you’ll be paying to get shit posted on the site. Payola runs deep as my homie Danielle said via Twitter. Why just charge the artist? Because some of these underground acts will pay for it.

When I started blogging, I wasn’t trying to get any money from it. My enthusiasm towards blogging came from reading other bloggers blogs. I got encouragement looking at the blogs that took a lot of time and money to get off the ground.

He also said that the whole “free” music thing is fucking up the industry. I disagree. I believe music is going back to its original essence. There was no money in music at first. All the musicians that were coming up just wanted to be heard and make some great shit.

Blogging is the same way. Unless your writing for a website or something, there is no money in this. People do it because they care about the essence. The essence of just making some great shit which is always free.

I didn’t even go into the fact that he could have taken money for favorable reviews. I’m trying not to discredit the site any further than it already is. A couple of my homies have been featured over there and perhaps I’ll be featured in the future. I’ll tell you one thing though, I won’t be getting a review.

Edit: Change of heart?

The most important thing about being in relationship and being an artist is juggling. You have to be able to hold your role in your relationship and make sure your artistic efforts don’t clash. You also have to know what your significant other thinks of your art.

I fucked up.

I tried to separate my art from my relationship. What the fuck was I thinking? Who knows.

It started a while ago, not just with her. I’ve kept this art hidden long before her. It started when I first started writing raps. Long story short, I wrote some shit pops didn’t like and he went upside my dome for it. However, I did write something that wasn’t supposed to. After that I hardly showed anyone my art.

I probably started writing what actually happens in my life around 14-15. That was a fucked up year for me. From my grandfather dying to getting arrested to almost repeating the 7th grade, it wasn’t a good look. I didn’t want to talk to anyone about it so I wrote about it.

Since that point every time I wanted to express myself I wrote it down. My notebooks have only been read by a select few and I’ve adapted to a writing style that keeps me from writing exactly what’s happening. I felt like I never had to talk cause I could write. Wrong.

When I moved in with my girlfriend about a year and a half ago, we both were going through shit. I spent the majority of my time making beats and writing. We almost broke up because of it. I didn’t understand what the fuck was going on with her and she didn’t know what the fuck was going on with me. We argued a lot and I wrote 5 albums worth of material in 3 months.

I finally decided to let her in. I finally decided to show her the true Malcolm. One day she asked me about my notebooks and I explained them to her. From that point on I thought it’d be gravy. Wrong.

We moved to a nice two bedroom apartment in February of this year. We have the bedroom and in the other bedroom I’ve made my home studio where I spend most of my time. Some nights if I can’t sleep, I go in there and work on some tracks. If we argue, I’ll probably stay in there all day.

She doesn’t know much about my music. Shes heard a lot of my production but no of my raps. I know she gets the idea of what I’m attempting to do cause she sent a great emcee my way, I’ll blog about that later.

She always tries to help me musically. Even though she doesn’t understand it, she’s always trying to make sure I got what I want in there. I couldn’t ask for someone better truthfully. She let’s me bang out tracks and doesn’t get pissed when I tell her I can’t play her anything yet.

She did something for me for Christmas that I recently got a glimpse of. She was really excited about it. She finally felt like she was going to be able to fuse both of my loves together. But, like an asshole I never expressed my feelings towards certain things. Yeah, I’m taking blame for this one.

Its not that I didn’t like what she did for me. I loved it. I just didn’t know how to respond. So I didn’t give off the proper response and it most likely hurt her feelings.

I’m gonna pay for this one.

Perhaps, I’ll be able to gather enough material to finish my album now?

*broken rim shot*

Just trying to make jokes to make me feel better. I actually am kinda fucked up by my actions. I’m not feeling to good about myself right now. Let me stop here before I write some shit I regret.

*goes to write raps in notebook*

As usual, my man @Gqmizfitzsoundz had a Beat Cypha on twitter last night. Its real simple. He or @sawke post a sample at 8pm Tuesday. You have until 12am to submit your flip.

I usually don’t participate in the Beat Cypha. Unfortunately, I can’t hang like I used too. I lay down by 9pm and usually I’m dead sleep by 10pm most days.

This week, I was going to participate though. So I hit the link to the sample and it sounded real familar. I did a quick search in my computer and I already flipped the sample. So I just turned that in and took my ass to bed.

I didn’t listen to anyones flip yet. However, I did gather them for your listening pleasure. I also have the sample so if you want to listen and compare, you can.

Sample —> http://usershare.net/i8qptfutk923

Sample Flips
@JNRmusic —> http://twiturm.com/5xmyi

@MillionaireMax—>http://usershare.net/uvog1yn1g1k5

@Gqmizfitzsoundz—>http://usershare.net/rmw3xpmzqpwq

@Theybmz—> http://twiturm.com/r5tzq

Today happens to be World AIDS Day or some shit. I shouldn’t say some shit. I digress.

Everyone that reads my site (all 4 of you) are literate enough to know the statistics on HIV and AIDS or know how to obtain them. So I’m not gonna pussyfoot around with stats and such. Fuck that!

I never knew that words that weren’t meant to hurt people, actually would. In rap we are always saying shit and we don’t think if our words offend someone or not. I’m not talkin’ about you sensitive motherfuckers that think I drop subliminals about you. Fuck you.

I’m refering to people who catch the tail end of shit such as, “I’m sicker than AIDS” and just about any other AIDS metaphor/simile out there. I too am guilty of this. So what is my suggestion?

I say if you do decide to say something like that in your rhymes, at least find the time to educate someone outside of music about HIV/AIDS. Its a lot of people that don’t know about HIV/AIDS. Hell, I didn’t know until I found out my uncle contracted it.

My uncle doesn’t really listen to rap so I never asked him his thoughts on HIV/AIDS metaphors/similies. We usually talk about Islam and random shit. I’m not sure how he got it and he’s probably not sure how he got. My uncle was wildin’ for years.

One thing I notice about him since he contracted it is, at first he wasn’t taking care of himself. He was still living the same lifestyle and saw how the disease was killing him so recently he has been cleaning himself up. I’m proud of him.

I’m done here. If you haven’t, educate yourself and educate others. We’ll all benefit from it.

PS: This counts as my attempt to educate.