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Words by Daniel Isenberg (@Stan Ipcus)

“I woke up to the smell of my ass.” That’s the opening line from my first rap album, Pu Click Poetry. A mean fart yesterday morning reminded me of the line, and after sharing it with some close childhood friends on our never-ending WhatsApp chat, I realized that this year is in fact the 15th anniversary of its release. “Wow,” I thought, as I watched my two toddler-aged boys jump into bed with me and my pregnant wife. “Time flies.”

I Love College

I was a junior at the University of Maryland when I recorded Pu Click Poetry. I had never been in an actual recording studio before—all my previous efforts were laid straight to tape via a crusty mic plugged into one of those Aiwa stereo systems with a 3-disc changer and a dual cassette deck. I had only put together one actual body of work before my first album, a mixtape of sorts titled Hanukah Hold Up, which was a play on DJ Clue’s Holiday Hold Up mixtape. It was basically me spitting over instrumentals I had on vinyl, like Royal Flush’s “Worldwide” and Nas’ “One Love.” Shit like that. There was rarely a hook—it was mostly me just reciting verses to beats I loved, but it filled up a full 45 minute side of a tape.

By the end of ‘98, I was living off-campus in one of the Knox Boxes, a neighborhood of apartments a block up the hill from downtown College Park and across the street from campus. All we did every night for the two years prior was play NBA Live, take gravity bong hits and smoke Ls, drink beers, and freestyle. Our cyphers would be insane, and we recorded all of them. There was always an ill mix of cats passing the mic around, too. Dudes from White Plains, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Jersey, Philly, Maryland. Some were kids who actually rapped, but most were kids who you would never think could rap but were hilarious freestylers and would steal the show nightly. And all the while, I’d be writing rhyme after rhyme after rhyme, in class and sometimes at the crib, with no real goal in site. I just loved it. It was fun, and I was good at it.

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In The Lab

As a Hanukah present that year, my folks blessed me with some studio time to record my first album. It was the best gift I ever got. My father had a close friend whose son-in-law was a lawyer at Def Jam—Randy Acker—and he hooked me up with a dude who had a recording studio on Irving Place in Manhattan. So during the winter break in January ‘99, I spent four days holed up in the lab, banging out my first album.

I started completely from scratch. I mean, I had tons of rhymes and ideas for songs and loops, but none of the beats had been made, and I didn’t really have many hooks planned either. The first night, I showed up with two of my boys, some trees, some beers, and a case full of CDs that had songs I wanted to loop up. I probably had a book of rhymes too, but at that point I’m pretty sure I had all the verses memorized. Back then, I used to write my rhymes and memorize them immediately, and have them in my head at all times archived. My boys used to always be impressed by that, but it came naturally to me.

The producer I was working with—Matt—was mad cool. He was ready to help loop stuff up, and basically just do whatever I wanted to do. But since I didn’t have that much time to do the whole album—three night sessions and a day for mixing—I opted to keep things really simple, and have him just loop up the samples and not really add much to them. All the loops on Pu Click Poetry have no additional drums or sounds on them, they’re raw loops. And I didn’t double any of my vocals either. It’s extremely stripped-down. I remember how dope the feeling was of recording vocals in a real studio.

This place wasn’t the craziest studio ever, I’ve been in way fancier spots since. But it had the big mixing board, and the window into the booth, which was big enough for a full band to record in. It was official, and very quickly I made myself at home and got super focused. It was a dream come true. I was recording my first album! Sick!

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Track-by-Track Breakdown

1. “Morning”

This was recorded the last night before mixing day. I went in on a Monday night, so it was Wednesday, and all the songs were laid down, and I had the idea to read this poem I had written for a poetry class I was in the semester before as the intro. So Matt dimmed the lights and we lit candles and shit, it was hilarious. We def set the mood right for it, though. The poem is basically the story of me waking up, and getting ready for the day. I say stuff like, “I tasted the days wishes, then put the dishes in the sink/as I gulped a citrus drink.” It’s very visual. Plus the “I woke up to the smell of my ass” line was a pretty funny way to start the album off. It was shocking, something you weren’t ready for, like me! And then at the end, I altered the poem slightly, and said, “Pu Click lit my spliff/And I became Ipcus,” to show my transformation into rapper mode.

This poem was fire on paper. I remember workshopping it in class and everyone loved it. It really came to life when I read it, though. I fucked with my voice on certain lines, and over-enunciated the whole shit, too. I was really happy with how it came out. It was the perfect intro.

2. “Ippy Strut”

This was the standout track on the album, and we all knew it. I’m pretty sure The Meters’ sample was the first CD I gave Matt to loop up. And then he had the idea to take the change in the beat and make that the chorus, which made it even iller. I think I first heard “Cissy Strut” playing in that Quentin Tarantino movie Jackie Brown, and then I copped a Meters compilation or something that had it on there. I recorded this song in one take, four fucking verses and hooks straight through. It was crazy, too, because right as we were about to lay it, Randy Acker and another young guy working at Def Jam—Todd Moscowitz—popped in to say what’s up and show some love. And they watched me record this shit in one pop. If you listen to it, it’s crazy lyrical and wordy too, like non-stop quick spitting through the verses and the hook. Even I can’t believe I did it. But I was in the zone. It was the second night we were there, and I was so fired up and ready to go in on that beat.

I went up to Def Jam the week after the album was done with one of my boys to play them the stuff I recorded. We played this loud as hell in the Def Jam offices. This is 1999. It was nuts. I remember Todd popped in and said what’s up, and after the chorus came on which at the end goes, “Eat my dick like vegetables and lick my testicles,” Randy was like, “I’m not sure they’re gonna be able to play this on the radio.” We all cracked up. I ended up remixing this in 2009 with new verses, and I love how it came out, but nothing comes close to the original. I once performed at a Battle of the Bands on campus my senior year, and I closed my set to this, and all my boys came up where the stage area was and were dancing around and bugging to it with me. Great moment.

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3. “Lyrical Delight”

This started as one full song with two long, slow verses, but I had no chorus for it. So I took each verse, and split them to make an interlude and an outro. I had this originally recorded over Method Man’s “Bring the Pain” instrumental, but at the time I was obsessed with the Cymande album. My whole click was. It was one of those albums that within our circle got crazy burn, and we talked about it a lot. I always loved the instrumental track towards the end, “One More,” and thought it would be ill to rhyme to. And it changed the pace of the verse totally. “Bring the Pain” is a pretty up-tempo beat, and the Cymande loop was slow as shit.

A lot of the beats on this album are kind of slow and blunted. That’s the zone I was in musically at the time. I wonder why! No seriously, rap was kind of wack to me in the late ‘90s, like ‘98 and ‘99. There were a few gems that dropped of course, and I was still all about rap music, but I spent a good portion of my time digging back into old soul and funk music during those years and discovering stuff that dropped before I was born. So a lot of the stuff on Pu Click Poetry comes from that.

4. “Bentos”

This was my ode to chronic. We used to call ourselves the C.I.A., the Chinky I Associates. Being “chinky eyed,” as politically incorrect as it sounds, was a very popular way to describe being bent back then, thanks to dudes like Method Man and Redman. We had mad acronyms for our click back then, and this was one of them. And it was only right that I snatched a Cypress Hill loop for the track. Again, another slow, blunted instrumental, but it sounded dope with slow raps on it. The second verse about me being in class with my boy, and us getting up to leave in the middle of the lecture to go get bent is classic if I do say so myself. “I grabbed my backpack/Apo grabbed his fat sack/We gave our teacher dap and told her, ‘Yo, your class is wack!’ and that was that.” And just to do some different shit, I whispered the chorus, which I think I came up with on the spot.

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5. “5 O’Clock Ante Meridian” f/ Max B

This was taken from a late night session on WMUC, which is the campus radio station at the University of Maryland. A couple of my boys had a show on late night, right after Peter Rosenberg’s show actually. It was from like 3-6 a.m. So one night, after going out partying or whatever, I got invited up there to spit, and this dude Max B was up there beatboxing for everyone. When it was my turn to rhyme, I stepped up and started rapping, and everyone in there was feeling it. You can hear them in the background if you listen closely. A bunch of cats up there had never heard me spit before, so it was a bit of a breakout moment for me on campus, for sure. And it was my first time meeting Max B, who is now one of my closest friends on the planet. You can tell we didn’t know each other because I call him Gabe when I first get on the mic, who was actually his friend that was there with him. And we’ve made tons of music and performed at countless shows together, that’s my brother. Actually our wives are both pregnant right now with boys (his first, my third), so maybe a new and improved Stan Ipcus and Max B are on the way!

If you listen closely to the beats Max is making, you’ll hear that he’s flipping some DJ Premier instrumentals that were hot at the time, Gang Starr’s “Work” and Das EFX’s “Real Hip Hop.” I’m lucky to be best buds with two of the illest beatboxers on the planet, Max B and Matisyahu. Those are my dudes. They actually performed together at my wedding, and we’ve done mad other stuff together, too.

I basically just brought the tape in and said I wanted to put this as an interlude somewhere. I always loved when artists would put stuff like this on their albums, like when Grap Luva is spitting at the beginning of “On and On” on Pete Rock & CL Smooth’s Mecca and the Soul Brother. Its placement on here was directly inspired by that.

6. “Head Nod”

I was pretty obsessed with Aceyalone’s song “Makeba” around the time I recorded the album. And it had that slow, blunted feel that was beginning to be my musical theme, so I had Matt loop up the little piece of it that was just instrumental. The verses are totally pieced together on this one, but I made them connect with the hook, which again I came up with on the spot. You can hear a couple of my boys who were there with me in the studio on the second hook, before the basketball verse.

The basketball verse was legendary around the way. I originally spit it over Gang Starr’s “So Wassup?!” so all my fam already knew all the words to it. It’s me talking mad shit about my skills on the court. Shit like, “It’s pure wetness when I finesse the rock/Knock you out your socks as your shots get blocked/Plus I break your ankles, and let my balls dangle on your nose/When I take it to the hole like Jalen Rose.” All we did was play ball back in the day, so it was fitting to have a rhyme on the album about it. I love the other two verses on here, too. I spit the first verse one night on WMUC as I remember, the verse with the “Super duper flavor scooper/Got more hot shit than a pooper scooper sitting in the nuker/Cracking jokes like Bob Uecker” line. I wish I still had that recording.

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7. “Have Some” f/ Harvey Yackerbottom

I used to have a public access TV show in high school with my boy Andrew Goldberg, who is now a writer and producer for The Family Guy. He would do all these characters, and one of them was Harvey Yackerbottom, a scumbag lawyer. We’d make mock commercials, and he’d slay the voices for all of them. He was always hilarious. So I asked him to come with me to the studio one of the nights to do some comedy bits for the album.

Since I didn’t have hooks for a lot of the stuff, I asked Andrew to do voices in between verses on a couple songs, to add a comedic edge to the tracks. So for “Have Some,” which is over a Herbie Hancock loop, he did his Harvey Yackerbottom voice and played the part of a nightclub host introducing me. He killed it, and my favorite part is at the end, when he just blacks out off the head. I told him to just keep going, and we kept the whole bit. “Where’s my scotch, Louie?!!” So funny.

8. “Wool”

“Wool” is one of those ridiculous slang terms for vagina that I always thought was hilarious. This song is all about picking up girls, and the fact that Andrew does his Edith Bunker (from All in the Family) impersonation between the verses makes the whole song fucking ridiculous. Here I am trying to spit some pimp shit, and all of a sudden, the girl I’ve been trying to bag is Edith Bunker.

My boy Timmy P is the one who put me on to this Crusaders sample. And Matt caught the loop lovely. I had an original recording of these verses over Busta Rhymes’ “Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See,” but this beat gave it a whole other feel. And I always rapped about girls, because that’s all we really gave a shit about besides hip-hop and hoops, so I wanted to have one track about us hooking up with chicks on the album. But the Edith Bunker bit turned it into some silly shit, which I’m not mad at. I wanted it to be a fun listen.

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9. “Farting In Your Faces”

This is the other verse over the Cymande sample, same as “Lyrical Delight.” It’s a nice fade out to the album. I’m not sure I really remember the science behind the tracklist for the album, but however I did it worked well now that I revisit it. I’m not mad at this ending. It’s me just talking mad shit about how nice I am on some slow MC shit. I really felt like that back then, too. And even though I don’t really rap anymore, I still feel like that. It’s the rapper in me. I’m glad I chose to rap over these types of beats on this album.

It was way different sounding than everything else that was out at the time, and that my rapping peers at Maryland were putting out, and I think people appreciated that. It felt unique, even with the rhyme styles and shit. These weren’t the easiest beats to rap to, but there was mad room on them for me to play with the styles and my voice, which is what I did. Over the years, I evolved into a much smoother and harder delivery. But back then, I was on some straight rhyming, MC shit, just not on traditional boom bap beats. Tracks like this are the epitome of that approach.

Mixing/Mastering

After all the tracks were done, I spent the Thursday of that week at the studio for a day session, just me without any of my boys, mixing and mastering the album with Matt and his man. It was all analog back then, so everytime you hear the beat pull out and shit like that, I did that live on the spot, just feeling it like I was DJing a show for myself. I remember Matt saying I reminded him of Humpty, and his man was like, “This would be big in Europe.”

It was a snowy week, so I took the train in that day, and I have a vivid memory of being on the Metro North back to White Plains with the CD in my discman listening to the finished album. I walked to the bar from the train station to meet up with a few of my boys who were there playing darts, and we were bugging off that shit being done. I decided to name it Pu Click Poetry, as a dedication to my boys who always inspired and supported my rapping. The album was my portrait of our life.

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Cover Art

My boy Jon Jo, who grew up with me in White Plains and went to Maryland with me too, helped me design the cover. We sat at Kinko’s in College Park on a snowy ass day when we got back from break and made that shit on one of their computers. My other boy Josh, who is now a clothing designer, was the one who took the pic for the cover. We shot it down by the train tracks in College Park. It was my first photo shoot. Jon Jo somehow figured how to superimpose the pic on top of a snowy shot of Ogden Avenue I had, the street I grew up on in White Plains. And then I threw the shot of me and my pops on the back, because he’s the one who made the album possible in the first place. Damn my old Honda Civic DX is in the shot, too! And Propps Kidd Productions is an inside joke. If you knew what that meant, you definitely cracked up at the first sight of that in the bottom corner.

Back to School, Sort Of

Slowly but surely, the CD started spreading through my neighborhood. I took a semester off because I had no idea what I wanted to major in, and worked as a cook at the most popping spot in town, Cornerstone Bar & Grill. My parents weren’t thrilled, but it was perfect. I worked full-time, and had a chance to focus on my music and try to figure out what I wanted to major in. When I wasn’t working, I’d be burning as many CDs as possible on anyone’s computer that had a CD burner so I could sell them. I’d sit up in random dorm rooms just to get access to a burner. Someone’s roommate, whoever had one, because I didn’t. They weren’t standard at the time. By the summer, I was back in school, and on track to graduate as an American Studies major in 2000. And my CD had circulated enough that in the fall, I had a nice buzz, and started to get booked to do shows on campus and at Frat events and parties and even in DC, performing original music.

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15 Years Later

I just listened to the album for the first time in years yesterday, and it brings back crazy memories. My voice sounds nuts. It’s so high and weird. It’s almost embarrassing to listen to, I can’t front. But I can appreciate what I was doing, and the rhymes definitely put a smile on my face. It was all very organic and natural at the time, and the whole album came out tight. I certainly evolved over the years as an artist. I mean, if you listen to this in comparison to Local Legend, which I put out last year, it sounds way different. I learned how to really write songs, and my tone has changed substantially. But there are similarities in the sounds and the samples, so I guess my ear and taste for the music itself hasn’t changed much.

Maybe fifteen years from now, or a hundred years from now, or today, someone will discover this album and be like, “What the fuck is this!!?!? This shit is bananas!!!” Or maybe not. Either way, it exists, and it made an everlasting impact on a small community of White Plains and College Park kids, who for a moment in time, didn’t really give a shit about much else than weed, beers, girls, and basketball.

Download Pu Click Poetry for free HERE.

Local Legend

November 13, 2013

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Damn son, I fell off. I vowed to never neglect my baby, Westcheddar, and I have. I’m sorry fam. But I’ve been busy as shit with my actual babies, and taking care of business working my full-time job and writing for NahRight and doing other side work. And in the meantime, I dropped an album on iTunes! My first official album release ever after rapping for almost two decades (that’s crazy). It’s called Local Legend, and it’s ten of my favorite tracks of all-time, on one album, put together to tell my story and showcase my MC and production abilities. I’m very happy with how it was received, and I want to make sure it’s the top post here on Westcheddar while I’m off doing other things. Gonna post a bunch of Local Legend related stuff below. Ready? Heeeere we go…

Local Legend on iTunes!!!!!!!

Mass Appeal Premiere of “How I Met Your Mother”

Local Legend Album Stream

WNYU Interview with Dharmic X

Stan Ipcus “Cap” (Bonus Track)

Stan Ipcus & Friends LIVE! at Webster Hall feat. Matty B, Roga Raph, Denzil Porter, Marlon “Moshe” Sobol, Matisyahu, and Peter Rosenberg (11/4/13)

As for my writing, stay tuned to NahRight for my feature work, and this link below to THE WALL OF IP, which is all my feature work in one spot. I update it every time I have something big published.

THE WALL OF IP

Peace to all my Westcheddar fam. I’m out here. Follow me on Twitter for a daily feed of all the stuff I’m listening to and watching and feeling in general, and updates on all my published work and rap life. And I’m on Instagram as well!

Twitter: @StanIpcus

Instagram: @IppyDippy

Holler at your boy!!! Cheah…

Backstage with Bam Bam

August 5, 2013

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I interviewed my favorite rapper of all-time, Action Bronson, for the third time recently. I’m trying to be the Howard Cosell to his Cassius Clay. LOL. Anyway, we spoke about his recent European tour, and his touring life in general both on and off stage, for my latest NahRight The Green Room feature. Check it out below…

The Green Room with Action Bronson | NahRight

And to follow, I spoke with Party Supplies about their upcoming sequel to Blue Chips…

In The Lab: Party Supplies Talks Blue Chips 2 & Upcoming Solo Album | NahRight

Also, you HAVE TO check out this video of Bam Bam performing live from a nursing home in the UK. It popped up after our interview, or else I would have definitely asked about this. Too much fun.

“Thanks guys. Now I’m gonna hand out chocolates.” Amazing. Peace family.

*BONUS*

Heavy Rotation with Sean Price | NahRight

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Westcheddar correspondent Billy Henderson was back on the scene at this year’s annual Best of Westchester party, hosted by Westchester Magazine. It’s the party of the summer in the 914, and as always, Billy blessed us with his Top 5 Tables at the event….

It’s that time of year again. The Best of Westchester Party  2013 popped off Wednesday night.  Bill Murray, great weather, fake asses (goddamn) and my cousin Lars all made an appearance. I was half drunk on the 6 train when I wrote this Top 5, sitting next to a Bronx State escapee and a teenage girl who was convinced that everyone on the train wanted to hear Chris Brown mad early in the morning. Me, I was turning up the Willie Hutch. Let’s get into it.

1. X2O

71 Water Grant Street

Yonkers, NY 10701

www.xaviars.com

914.965.1111

For years Chef Peter Kelly walked around like he ran the BOW party. This year he proved it. Not only did he bring Bill Murray and his new vodka line, he had the best dish there. A Thai marinated grilled shrimp with fresh watermelon, kafir lime, toasted cumin and goat cheese. It read and looked confusing. I’m still wondering why it tasted so fucking delicious. God bless Chef.

2. Mt. Kisco Seafood

477 Lexington Avenue

Mt. Kisco, NY 10549

www.mtkiscoseafood.com

914.241.3113

These guys show up every year. All shucking and no jiving. 1600 Oysters from B.C. and Strong Island. Simple yet perfect.

3. The Tarry Lodge

18 Mill Street

Port Chester, NY 10573

914.939.3111

www.tarrylodge.com

First time appearance for this place. They had mortadella profiteroles and a crostini of corn purée and crumbled pancetta. Slammin’.

4. The Cookery

39 Chestnut Street

Dobbs Ferry, NY 10522

www.thecookeryrestaurant.com

914.305.2336

Chef Dave was in the house again this year with the best meatball in the county. Simple, delicate, delicious, and square.

5. Haymount House

25 Studio Hill Road

Briarcliff Manor, NY 10510

www.HaymountHouseNY.com

914.502.0080

This place had a few things but their gazpacho with pikachoo crab hit the spot. Cold. Smooth. Crab. Winning combination.

That’s the fuckin’ list. Shouts to Uncle Ralph for another great party, Slovenia vodka, Bill Murray, Westchester MILFs, Chef Bronsolino, and Lars. Stanley Ipcus and Westcheddar…… you already know. See ya next year.

Thanks for another epic recap, Billy! Gotta get babysitters for next year’s party. Been too long since I was in attendance. Peace to Lawyer Mike. One.

Big Willie Style

July 24, 2013

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Okay, I’m giving this new Williie the Kid and Alchemist EP Masterpiece Theatre a very sincere and serious co-sign right now. From top to bottom, this shit is awesome. I’ve been telling my friends who have never heard of Willie that if you love old Wu-Tang shit, you will love this. Alchemist killed all the beats with hard drums and crazy samples, and Willie is nice as fuck on the mic. I’m really impressed. Watch the lead video for the project, “Halal Tuna,” listen to his collabo leak off the EP with Action Bronson and Roc Marciano, and then read our exclusive NahRight Listener’s Guide where Willie himself walks us through each song. Link to purchase the whole project is HERE. Best five bones I’ve spent in a long time.

“Halal Tuna”

“Medusa” f/ Action Bronson and Roc Marciano

A Listener’s Guide to Masterpiece Theatre with Willie the Kid | NahRight

Hip-hop is alive and well, people. No worries.

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I’ve been wanting to share this story properly for a while now. Thanks to Pigeons & Planes for publishing. Check it out.

The Night I Rapped for Kanye West | Pigeons & Planes

*BONUS*

15 Forgotten Rap Singles of the ’90s | Pigeons & Planes

Video Vault: 5 Classic Wake Up Show Freestyles | NahRight

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I had the pleasure of interviewing my fourth member of Wu-Tang Clan, U-God (above left), to set off our new series called The Green Room, where we talk to artists about their life on tour. This is one of the funniest interviews I’ve ever done. Lots of great stories and memories, and I found a couple ill videos too. Must read for Wu fanatics. Link below.

The Green Room with U-God | NahRight

Holy Grail

July 24, 2013

I’m not the biggest fan of the new Jay-Z album, but this “Holy Grail” song with Justin Timberlake is so fire. Instant classic. I literally get chills watching clips of them performing it live. The daytime vid above is my favorite, even though it gets cut off, from the Verizon Wireless Festival in the UK. The one below is dope too, and has the full song. Also overseas. Watch both.

Bad Intel

July 11, 2013

Yo! My boy Roga Raph, formerly known as Kaliph, dropped a new music video for his self-produced song “Bad Intel.” This track is dope. I remember when he first played it for me months back, I was buggin’, like, “Yo, this shit is crazy!” He’s a guy who always was sampling old soul records, so when he came with this hard, futuristic shit, I was really impressed. Check out the video above. Aiight!

Before Reasonable Doubt

July 10, 2013

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To celebrate Jay-Z’s new album Magna Carta Holy Grail, I put together a collection of early Jay-Z videos for NahRight. Check the intro, and the link below…

This Monday, Jay-Z will officially give the world his latest LP, Magna Carta Holy Grail. We’ve already seen a rollout unlike any other hip-hop album release in history, complete with a surprise NBA Finals commercial drop announcement, an exclusive Samsung deal and app that under Jay’s #newrules put MCHG at platinum status before one CD hit stores, and a two-week trolling period filled with lyric sheets, video clips, and no actual music that raised the album’s anticipation to an all-time high.

At midnight on July 4th, when the album was first made exclusively available to Samsung phone holders, we all sat and listened, praising it and picking it apart, comparing it to his past efforts. Even the least crafty iPhone owners were able to get their hands on a leak, and if not, they tuned in to Funkmaster Flex, who played MCHG in its entirety on Hot 97 for all to enjoy. It was an epic night for hip-hop, and another notch on the belt of the most accomplished rapper ever.

While examining Jay’s evolving greatness, and discussing where his new LP ranks amongst the rest of his discography, it’s important that we also take a sec to think back to his humble beginnings, before he ever even had an album out. Hov’s come along way since he was making guest appearances alongside Brooklyn greats Big Daddy Kane and Jaz-O in the early ‘90s, and putting out his own on-location Caribbean music videos without a record deal. So as we toast to another Jay-Z win, let’s revisit 5 Pre-Reasonable Doubt music videos that introduced us to his phenomenal MC talents, and hinted at how successful he would one day become. Respect this here.

Video Vault: 5 Pre-Reasonable Doubt Jay-Z Videos

*BONUS*

The holiday has already passed, but this list I made for Green Label should hold up through the summer…

The 20 Best Songs For Your July 4th BBQ | Green Label

*UPDATE*

Fellow writer Jesse Serwer just put a list together on Complex of old Jay-Z songs from before Reasonable Doubt, and it’s dope. Lots of gems and great info. Check it out HERE.

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