Yo, so, I am Negashi Armada. MERRY JANE asked me to create a weekly column about all the stuff I’m fucking with simply because, in brief, I know “what is up.” But to start out, let me inform you a tiny about myself.
Considering that birth, I’ve been a important influencer of reality from beyond the shadows. I show art (primarily paintings and some revolutionary drawing operate) and I commonly — typically after a year — release some sort of mixtape or album, independently or otherwise. I’ve worked as a writer and co-host with comedian Zack Fox for Super Deluxe (RIP), and as a musical artist, I’ve collaborated with Slug Christ, Sadaf, Fat Tony, Show Me the Physique, B L A C K I E, Surf Gang, and the white hot increasing indie label Harsh Riddims — to name a handful of.
If none of this impresses you or rings any bells, that is fine. How about this, then?
I am a crazy sativa smoker who likes to get the electronic cloud about my brain POPPIN AF so I can mine the subconscious for spiritual gold and energy via serfdom and existence.
You really feel me?
Anyway… I was born and reared in God’s Nation (Atlanta, GA) and have worked as a painter in New York (the Devil’s Motor) and am now a writer in Los Angeles (God and the Devil’s Shared Fantasy).
My favored rappers of all time is Prodigy of Mobb Deep/Cam’ron/Nas. My favored director is Claude Chabrol, but my favored film is Ganja & Hess. Comic books and mythology are each actually enriching, also. I am not a Western Civilization absolutely free speech zealot, BUT I am a member of the cult of art/music/beauty — so I DO separate the art from the artist. As Jon Caramanica wrote about “Purple Haze” in 2005: THE AVANT-GARDE Will need NOT BE MORAL.
That mentioned, I also attempt to be economically non-existent when it comes to supporting questionable artists and most digital music platforms. Unless I actually, actually fuck with somebody on a individual level, I’m not going to give these streaming dollars to Daniel Ek or whoever owns Burzum’s publishing rights. Rather, catch me clicking the uncommon SoundCloud remix or saving a YouTube video uploaded by some music nerd / culture pirate of righteousness.
Beneath are songs that have lately been on my thoughts. As a particular person who research emotion via sound and as fanboy/media junkie, I want to clarify some thing: THIS WILL NOT BE A “NEWEST HOTTEST IN THE GAME LIST” exactly where I try to produce some type of new emerging hierarchy as I show how standardized my views/thoughts are to a mob rule media presented norm. Nope!
This is just the shit I’m interested in this week, and perhaps it will interest you, also. At the quite least, perhaps you will get a lil cultural history. Possibly I’ll blow your thoughts all more than your face. Whatever’s clever. Throat clearing carried out. Let’s get into it.
“You happen to be Not the Only 1 I Know”
by The Sundays
I never know if it is the film Larger Understanding, or Boys on the Side, or all the Chasing Amy advertisements that have been on the back of all the comic books when I 1st began reading a lot on my own… but I constantly have had an just about soggy soft spot for this form of stereotypical ‘90s white lesbian music. Give me The Cranberries, give me The Cocteau Twins. I enjoy all that shit. I was jamming out to this tune by The Sundays final Monday, shaving my head balder than ever, getting a White Girl teen angst moment to myself. Then I began zoning out and pondering about Tupac and the Egyptian God Ptah — the master of craftsmen and architects — and then I accidentally shaved the shit out my  widow’s peak actually negative. The Lilith Fair in no way ends, but fortunately my discomfort has. And my widow’s peak ended healing up just fine. The track above, and “Here’s Exactly where the Story Ends” may be The Sundays’ only excellent songs, although!
“25i Evil Serpent Swag” (prod. hi-c)
by Reptilian Cashapp Boyz
Yeah I mentioned this would not be a “let me inform you: this the hottest new nigga in the game!” form of column… but right here we are. Hi-C is a rapper/producer from Nashville, TN. He’s 1 half of RCB (Reptilian Club Boyz or Reptilian Cashapp Boyz) alongside Diamondsonmydick. Some of the most fascinating and sincere music from the previous 3 years has come from RCB. Genre-sensible, it is what I guess people today get in touch with trap or Southern rap, I guess? I am not positive what any of that signifies in this period of globalization and late capitalism. Their music is quite lyrical, but not in a way exactly where if you are not paying interest to almost everything getting mentioned, you will not really feel left out. You can nevertheless embrace the basic turn up joy of some actual fie (or “fire” for the uninitiated).
RCB broke up for a split second amidst what seemed — primarily based on some social media digging — like a spiritual awakening on Hi-C’s portion, as properly as him feeling a need to have to reject their previously-demonic vibes and get ideal with God (I really feel that!). But now they look to be back and united, as properly as complete of resolve. They look to have an awareness of balanced forces and what correct evil and excellent are. Or perhaps not. I never know. Just spitballing right here.
1 time, my bros and I have been getting our personal individual Sengoku Jidai, and we bought a half zip of 25i pondering it was molly. We wanted to come up $$$, but rather it was a 30-hour nightmare knowledgeable across the city. I fortunately didn’t attempt it, but primarily based on what my pals mentioned, it appears to make you disassociate heavily. Could clarify why the track is titled “25i Evil Serpent Swag.” Be warned — investigation chemical compounds can make you drop your marbles and drop that awareness of balanced forces.
“Frantic (Finish Theme)”
by Ennio Morricone
My grandmother — Mommy Joyce, B.B.U.H — loathes white people today. Can you blame her? She is not from the South or something, but I am positive in her time she understood the temperature quite clearly. That mentioned, she nevertheless loves Harrison Ford. I enjoy Roman Polanski as a director, and Frantic is a good marriage of the two. Do not just listen to the song — you gotta play it with Harrison Ford’s character crying to his wife as he repeats, “I enjoy you… I enjoy you.” I enjoy DRAMA in music, in film, and in girls. This is that all day —  like a Francoise Hardy instrumental or some thing.
by Beanie Sigel
Wow, y’all. Do not get it misconstrued. It really is D Block all day right here in Armadastan. Designs P and Jadakiss are ideal rappers. Sheek Louch is the strong, constant, sturdy AF homie in the cartoon who ain’t the primary character but we all enjoy him anyway. I ain’t 1 of these lames who wanna denigrate TakeOff as a Pras — that ain’t my vibe. These dudes are legends who played their position and nevertheless continue to. The Third Youngster is Shinji in Neongenesis Evangelion, try to remember?
Now, Beanie was a cornerstone of Jay-Z & Dame Dash’s Roc-A-Fella empire with his constant bars, distinctive flow inversions, and unquestionable street pedigree. A lot of say this song ended the D Block Roc-A-Fella beef  because this man Beans bully bar’d his way via Jadakiss’ “Place Your Hands Up” single instrumental.
Although the stakes have been distinct for Jay-Z, for D Block, and State House (a vassal state of the early Roc empire), death was in no way far off and actual street mayhem was occuring in circumference to the art. So boys — or males, rather — had to chill.
I am overjoyed that we nevertheless have Beanie Sigel and Jadakiss cuz they go difficult and have written so considerably bone-chilling shit with urgency.
Keep tuned for additional Negashi’s Nugs — coming each week, hot & loud for ya…
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