If there are any of you out there have twitter and follow the real Detroit Hip-Hop Heads, you will know that there was a huge buzz surrounding hipster emcee Charles Hamilton. At one point it appeared as though he was going to give James Yancey (J Dilla) the executive producer credit on his new album The Perfect Life.
What occurred next was a wicked whirlwind of fury from the Detroit scene, outraged that Charles would do something so fucking stupid. Detroit ambassador House Shoes, as well as everyone from the Detroit scene attacked Chuckie’s dumb ass right away. Sonic then tried to claim that he was going to give the money to the “J Dilla Music Foundation” which, doesn’t exist. Chuckie also tried to say that he was close to the Yancey Family, and when House Shoes called Ma Dukes she said she had never heard of Charles Hamilton. As of right now Hamilton has pulled James’ name off of the album (which was a smart move) and will probably be visiting the city of Detroit.
Here is the video of House Shoes talking to Hip Hop Official
To be honest this kid seems like a wack dude, and I don’t think there is any chance that he would be spitting over Dilla’s treats even if Dilla knew him. After this whole debacle I would be surprised if Chuckie can make a good name for himself in the game, they say any publicity is good publicity I have a feeling that saying doesn’t stick here.
To leave you for tonight, here’s another funny video for you guys to watch:
So it finally feels like summer. It’s 80 degrees, it’s sunny, everything is green… and this little thing called baseball has found it’s way into my life today. Mind Inversion’s collective alma mater is the questionable establishment of La Crescent High School, home to none other than the Lancers.
I remember being a Junior at La Crescent High School and learning about poetry and poetical devices from an incredible teacher named Ms. Sandy. I took an interesting re-appraisal at the music that I had been listening to previously, and I realized (with the exception of classic rock) that the Rap I had been listening to was pretty shitty to be frank. I remember at the time I had been hearing about Talib, and the things that I had heard were so positive that I had to get one of his albums. Quality is the first Kweli album I purchased, and it was a great entrance into the world of malicious metaphors, sick similes, wicked words and brazen bars. To me, Talib Kweli is easily one of the greatest emcees of all time, and I thank God this album exposed me to him. 
This has been a long time coming; after what seems like ages spent toiling in liquor-soaked clubs and paying his dues in the Twin Cities, my man 
MIND INVERSION 