Showing posts with label The Drum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Drum. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

THE DRUM: KZSU NINETEEN NINETY SIX

Here's another rip of a tape of a Drum show from sometime in 1996. Not sure on the month, but Mad Skillz was playing Club Deco in SF, anyone remember that show? Kevvy Kev goes for delf for a bulk of the tape playing lots of the hot 12"'s of the time. Dan Charnas strikes through with Chino XL who drops a bit about his forthcoming solo joint and plays what sounds like a cassette copy of "Waiting To Exhale". Whatever happened to the other MC's in Gravitation? I always thought the B side won on that 12". This all leads up to a freestyle session with Chino and Saafir which our homeboy Kurlee Daddee threw up on his blog here. Redwood tape heads in the house!

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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

DON’T TRY TO MOCK THIS, ‘CAUSE YOU CAN NEVER STOP THIS

The b-side to this TDK (titled: Kool Moe Dee: How Ya Like Me Now?) has me rapping karaoke style over Eazy E records. Don’t know why I recorded that (bet it had to do with Olde 8 tho), don’t know why I never recorded over it. Pretty fucking embarrassing. I was stealing lunch money out of backpacks in the quad during second period around this time and getting caught turning in my older sister’s Psychology midterm that she had turned in only two years prior to the exact same teacher (whose husband my dad had laid off from SRI that same year). But all that’s lame. This is the shit: The Drum (with Kutmasta Kurt and Kevvy Kev) 90.1 KZSU Stanford University circa 1989.

Playlist:
Soulman
D.O.C.- Portrait of a Masterpiece
Prince EZE and Big Fran to the Third- Time to Get Funky
YZ- Thinking of a Master Plan
Bob and the Mob feat. DJ Slayer and M.C. Speedo- It's a Shame
Down with the Program

Friday, October 24, 2008

ROB ONE TAPS THE FADER ON THE DRUM

Sometimes scrounging up tapes to record radio shows would lead to desperate measures. Spending too long searching for a C-90 could mean the difference between catching a white label pressed in the hundreds or a dope freestyle by some MC you'd never even heard of. So it goes with this tape of Rob One on The Drum. I don't recall the specific night, but I'm sure I heard Kevvy Kev say Rob One just walked into the basement and I frantically grabbed whatever tape was in front of me, stuck it in the deck and hit record. Unfortunately it ended up being some promo tape of some shitty metal band some crap label had sent me. For those not in the loop of the classic "I do a music zine, send me free shit" scam of the 90's, this meant I was dealing with a cassette giving me a meager 30 minutes (if you're lucky) a side. Typing this up is stirring up regret for too many lost tapes with songs I still haven't recovered in years of digging. Who knows where the tape(s) of the rest of this show ended up. But you don't throw away the fossil just because you broke the rock, right? With this view, we present to you a brief excerpt of Rob One's 1997 visit to Kevvy Kev's legendary show. Rob drops then unheard Rakim and Ghostface tracks plus a nice Sunz of Man drop. EB the Lyrical Storm stops by and a then unknown Chali2na starts to bust right when the tape cuts out. Yep, that's just how it goes sometimes. Rob was one of the illest ever to put records to cassette and the flawless mixing on this short bit just hammers it home. Check the fossil.

Rob One on The Drum

Sunday, October 5, 2008

HEAVY GRIT ON YOUR TURNTABLES

Before he was known for wearing wrestling masks and hanging with Kool Keith, Kutmasta Kurt was known to all real heads in the broadcast range of 90.1 FM KZSU's signal as the man helming the click clack in Kevvy Kev's Drum Posse. I've discussed the importance of these Drum tapes before and I was lucky to recently come across this tape still intact. Kurt kills it during these these 40+ minutes, dropping seldom heard gems like Ghetto Philharmonic's "Don't Bite the Concept", Troubleneck Brothers' "Back to the Hip Hop" and San Jo's own 10Bass T. Kurt also drops live remixes of "Crooklyn" and "Hip Hop vs. Rap". I never had the clear head or fore site to date any of these tapes, but judging by the records Kurt is playing, I'm guessing this is late 1994. Gut a Jewel, set the Wayback Machine for the parking lot of Memorial Hall, 1994 and click the link.

Kutmasta Kurt on The Drum

Thursday, August 7, 2008

EAST MEETS WEST LIVE INSIDE THE HEAD OF AN ORIGINAL HEAD

I got a bug up my ass yesterday and started digging through a bag of old tapes. Remember when you used to accumulate tapes to the point where you had a fucking grocery bag full of em? No cases, stickers crossed out. Toilet paper jammed in the tops. My homie Stnko had 2 twelve pack boxes full of tapes stolen out of his car!

Digging through this mess, I found a couple tapes of old Drum shows I taped off KZSU. In the mid 90's if you were living on the Peninsula and into hip hop, at 6pm on a Sunday you were either sitting at home hitting record on your tape deck or bugging your homie to turn off the cd and turn on the radio. The Drum Posse was church and Kevvy Kev was it's preacher. Kev's show shaped the way we all listened to hip hop back then. He was playing most guttural of East Coast indie releases of the time. My friends and I would trade tapes and guesses at what some unknown tracks were. Everyone came through, just listen to the drops. Most of my old tapes of the show got made into pause mixes, erasing the original show tapes, losing the pause mixes, etc. A cycle of analog irresponsibility that would disgust any audiophile.

Here's a tape from 1995 when DJ Eclipse was down at The Drum. I had met Eclipse at Cue's earlier that week. Frank introduced me to him and told me to hang out because this dude had all the crazy new underground NY shit. He had a crazy embroidered NAS sweatshirt and dropped shit like Dark Skinned Assassin "The Horror", Ill Bill "Dopefiend", and bunch of shit I have no idea what the fuck it was. The level of Bronx in the building overwhelmed me. Totally blown. And then, to tune into The Drum and get to tape a grip of em. I even got a shout out at the end (What up, Eider?). Unfortunately, this was the only portion of the show that survived. Thanks Kev!

Hit record!