‘I Got 5 On It’ with Dialectrix

If I could steal anyone’s flows and cadences in the game, it would most probably be from Dialectrix. Unfortunately I would waste all that amazing talent spittin about Burger Rings, Macgyver re-runs and longnecks. We decided to throw some questions with out ‘I Got 5 On It’ quiz.

Chester P or Jehst? 

Damn! Thats hard right off the bat! This to me all comes down to timing. Had I been asked this 3-4 years ago it probably would have been Jehst. Like many younger MC’s in this country High Plains Drifter was one of those seminal records that all those young ‘lyrical rapity rappers’ liked and I was definitely one of those dudes, yet I hated a lot of the dudes who overrated Jehst as they were usually pretentious hippy wankers for some reason.

All that aside I’ve always respected Jehst as a wordsmith. He’s got the ability to make me focus on his imagery rather then get lost in his word flow which is a rare and talented gift I reckon and his influence on Australian rappers is huge. Having said that Chester takes this in my books. He can be equally as convoluted and as esoteric as Jehst yet Chester has been more prolific and is far better at hitting home with conscious subject matter and has more of a sting to his bars when he’s passionate about what he’s talking about. To me Chester P is a mans rapper Jehst is more of a boys rapper and unfortunately I’m turning into an old man.

Streetfighter of Tekken?

KILLER INSTINCT!! CO-CO-CO-COMBO BREAKER!!!!!!!!! Um….. yeah…. Streetfighter hands down. My big bro is a die hard Tekken head and he’s swayed me over the years but Streetfighters unfuckwitable (unless Killer Instinct is involved!)

The Beatminerz or The Beatnuts?

I have more respect for the Beatminerz ‘cause of their crazy catalogue of history yet I’ve got more sentimental attachment to the Beatnuts as they were one of the first groups that got me into rap heavily and I copped their shit when it dropped rather then checkin them retrospectively like a lot of the earlier shit from the 90’s. If I was offered a beat by the two I would pick the Beatminerz though

Stress: The Extinction Agenda or Clear Blue Skies

You’re an arsehole! Shiiiiieeeeeet! Breeze and Pharaohe are both in my top 5. This is bullshit! As albums I would have to go with Stress.. overall but I think there are moments in Clear Blue Skies that I think are better. That “Damn-it-to-hell-again-I-feel-my-brain-swell-like-meningitis…” flow Breeze does is one of my favourite verses of all time and the album as a whole is stoopid! But Stress to me is more consistent with more classic tracks as a whole but… it would depend what mood I’m in I guess.

De Niro or Pacino?

Pacino’s done less cheese. He fucked it with the coffee ads but. Taxi Driver is one of my all time favourites and I like it better then Scarface that must make me an emo punk or something I’m just going to say De Niro on that alone fuck it.

Go make sure you vote for Dialectrix in the Triple J Hottest 100. He has his awesome Like a Version of “Buy Me A Pony” and the track “Priceless” with Pegz and Joe New. CLICK CLICK.

Next up is Adelaide’s Purpose.

Source: peakstreet.com

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“Death, birth, work and rap in the cold norm” - a short story by Ryan Leaf

In the last 6 or so weeks there has been a series of events that have shaped and changed my life, for what I assume, will be for the rest of the time that I live it.

I will try to the best of my descriptive abilities to detail these events and in some way seek a sense of release from what these occurrences have produced in me.

I had known for some time that my partner Camilla was pregnant, with a boy. After writing and recording three LP’s in as many years and numerous guest verses for other people’s albums I was kind of wishing to have a holiday. I hadn’t had a holiday from work in five years. Instead I would start raising a child. 

I, like many, come from a working class back round. I had known little luxuries in life and at times had been homeless and destitute. Raising a child properly for me would be like a Macca’s boy catering for the queen. I currently work as a duct air-con installer and just recently had finished a 15 date national tour supporting Pegz. I don’t know anyone else asides from DJ 2Buck that leads a life of physical work compounded by multiple tour dates. The tolls on the mind and body through this combination accumulate and manifest in constant agitation, a clash in varying body clocks, fatigue, lack of personal space and time and an overall disdain for all walks of human life that cram into your complex rat race. Every time this form of lifestyle happens I get really sick with the flu and my relationships with friends and family suffer from me not wanting to be around anyone. My parents were splitting up again which would mean calls upon calls of counseling as the pair of them became poorer then they already were. I would prefer to just sit at home and get drunk reading a book. It had been weeks of this - three to four gigs in a row on the weekend, no sleep, working overtime to pay bills and keep the boss happy, birth classes in the week day evenings (which of all were the worst), lack of money, lack of time, too much drinking, no time with Camilla. I would usually arrive home Sunday, after working and then touring. I would eat dinner with Camilla which was our only time together all week (as she was still studying), then bed, then wake up at 4:50 am, work, straight into OT and then start all over again. The light at the end of the tunnel was the 2 weeks free I would have until the baby was due. In that 2 weeks I would just work, save money, read, get my taxes sorted - that was my holiday. Before the last weekend of shows my father called me at work. He was upset and told me that my cousin (for the sake of confidentiality I will call him Blake) had died the night prior.

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