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The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - Now That’s What I Call Steampunk! album review

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - Now That’s What I Call Steampunk! is the best steampunk album of 2010. The sounds of Victorian music and Edwardian music meet rock music. The album certainly has that posh sound with those cockney sing-songs over crusty punk rock. This band puts the punk in steampunk. The Men Who Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing also engaged in some self-mockery over the Victorian themes and influences. There's a lot of culture in their music.


The band puts the punk in steampunk on their song Goggles. The members of the band sing about why they like women in goggles.

Most men like their women. Deferential and polite. But The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing prefer the type of girl who looks like she could win a fight. Dainty girls are all well and good but they can't fix your stuff. A pretty girl's alright for some. But for them it's not enough!

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing love a girl in goggle. It's goggles that does it for them. You can keep your girly girl. They want a woman who likes getting dirty. A girl who can strip an engine glistening with sweat and oil. They love a girl in goggles. They want a girl with looks and charm. And spirits full of wit.

It's time that we as men reject this view of women folk. And embrace the type that sing and dance. And fight and fuck and smoke. Messed up hair and dirty fingernails. So fuck polite society and all that that entails.


Boilerplate Daniel is about a man in a can who was raised by foundry workers. These foundry workers took care of Boilerplate Daniel. He's not a robot. He's a man in a can.

Boilerplate Daniel was found in the foundry abandoned at age 2. The foundry workers raised him. Away from the bosses of course. They fed him on filings and watched as he grew.

Boilerplate Daniel was burnt in the foundry His skin was blistered and red. The workers saved him. But they were not medics. And so they repaired him with metal instead. He's not a robot. He's a man in a can. Boilerplate Daniel was mute and was deafened by the foundry's roar.

The worker's tried to keep him inside. But one day, he was spied going through an open door. The man who saw Daniel could not be sure what he'd stumbled upon. But he had to possess this wonder of science which was this man shaped machine. This automaton.

The man who stole Daniel led him down to low water where a barge could be found. But poor Daniel was heavy. The jetty collapsed. He fell in the mud. Then he sank and drowned.


Sewer was a song about a city in the United Kingdom that moved a British workman's grave build a sewer through a legislative action of eminent domain.

A city in the United Kingdom is moving a British workman's grave build a sewer. They're moving this British workman's grave regardless of expense. They're shifting his remains to put in 5 inch drains that will connect to a sewer. To irrigate some posh blokes residence.

Won't their be some blooming constination? Won't those city chappies rant and rave? Which is more than they deserve to have the bloody nerve to muck about with a British workman's grave.


The song Etiquette teaches people manners and proper etiquette over a brash thunderous loud crusty punk rock soundscape. Manners maketh the man.

Learn to govern yourself. Be gentle and patient.Don't allow emotions to get the better of you. Never speak or act in anger. Don't argue, gossip, speak scandal, or rumours. Never forget 'excuse me' 'please' and 'thank you'. Two things will always get you through. That's a stiff upper lip and etiquette. From the arctic wastes to dark Peru. From the Bombay slums to Timbuktu.

In the evening, give a lady your arm on the street always pass to the right. Do not talk loudly. It indicates bad breeding. If wronged, accept apologies with a cold bow. Avoid ostentatious displays of wealth. Remain standing if a lady is standing in the room. Be punctual and impeccably groomed.


Crusty punk meets cockney sing-songs meets grindcore in the 1880s with their song Victorian Grindcore. Think about grindcore in the Victorian era.  

5/5*****!!

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The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - The Steampunk Album That Cannot Be Named For Legal Reasons album review

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - The Steampunk Album That Cannot Be Named For Legal Reasons is one of the best steampunk albums of 2010. The sounds of Victorian music and Edwardian music meet rock music. The album certainly has that posh sound with those cockney sing-songs over crusty punk rock. This band puts the punk in steampunk. The Men Who Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing also engaged in some self-mockery over the Victorian themes and influences.

The Steampunk Album That Cannot Be Named For Legal Reasons was originally known as Now That's What I Call Steampunk! (Now That's What I Call Steampunk! Volume 1). However on January 27, 2012, EMI gave the band a cease and desist order where they would be facing legal action on the grounds of trademark infringement trademark of the label's Now That's What I Call... series if they did not change the name of their album since EMI was claiming ownership of the title. That is why EMI took umbrage.

On January 27, 2012, the band were given 3 working days to change the title of their first album or face legal action by EMI. Rather than face a costly court battle the band agreed to change the album title to “The Steampunk Album That Cannot Be Named for Legal Reasons”. The only real difference is the title and the catalogue number.

On January 28, 2012, one of the members of The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing made a post to their Facebook page a posting on its Facebook page, the band admitted it had made an oversight in its original title choice.
“Er… for unexpected legal reasons we should probably have seen coming we may have to rename our first album. Any suggestions? Also it's currently not on sale on iTunes while we sort it out.” The call for alternative titles quickly yielded a band favourite – The Steampunk Album That Cannot Be Named For Legal Reasons – which will go out on all future pressings. Later that day, as a consolation to fans, the band posted: “It does mean the first pressing on the record will be a collector's item!”



The band puts the punk in steampunk on their song Goggles. The members of the band sing about why they like women in goggles.

Most men like their women. Deferential and polite. But The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing prefer the type of girl who looks like she could win a fight. Dainty girls are all well and good but they can't fix your stuff. A pretty girl's alright for some. But for them it's not enough!

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing love a girl in goggle. It's goggles that does it for them. You can keep your girly girl. They want a woman who likes getting dirty. A girl who can strip an engine glistening with sweat and oil. They love a girl in goggles. They want a girl with looks and charm. And spirits full of wit.

It's time that we as men reject this view of women folk. And embrace the type that sing and dance. And fight and fuck and smoke. Messed up hair and dirty fingernails. So fuck polite society and all that that entails.


Boilerplate Daniel is about a man in a can who was raised by foundry workers. These foundry workers took care of Boilerplate Daniel. He's not a robot. He's a man in a can.

Boilerplate Daniel was found in the foundry abandoned at age 2. The foundry workers raised him. Away from the bosses of course. They fed him on filings and watched as he grew.

Boilerplate Daniel was burnt in the foundry His skin was blistered and red. The workers saved him. But they were not medics. And so they repaired him with metal instead. He's not a robot. He's a man in a can. Boilerplate Daniel was mute and was deafened by the foundry's roar.

The worker's tried to keep him inside. But one day, he was spied going through an open door. The man who saw Daniel could not be sure what he'd stumbled upon. But he had to possess this wonder of science which was this man shaped machine. This automaton.

The man who stole Daniel led him down to low water where a barge could be found. But poor Daniel was heavy. The jetty collapsed. He fell in the mud. Then he sank and drowned.


Sewer was a song about a city in the United Kingdom that moved a British workman's grave build a sewer through a legislative action of eminent domain.

A city in the United Kingdom is moving a British workman's grave build a sewer. They're moving this British workman's grave regardless of expense. They're shifting his remains to put in 5 inch drains that will connect to a sewer. To irrigate some posh blokes residence.

Won't their be some blooming constination? Won't those city chappies rant and rave? Which is more than they deserve to have the bloody nerve to muck about with a British workman's grave.


The song Etiquette teaches people manners and proper etiquette over a brash thunderous loud crusty punk rock soundscape. Manners maketh the man.

Learn to govern yourself. Be gentle and patient.Don't allow emotions to get the better of you. Never speak or act in anger. Don't argue, gossip, speak scandal, or rumours. Never forget 'excuse me' 'please' and 'thank you'. Two things will always get you through. That's a stiff upper lip and etiquette. From the arctic wastes to dark Peru. From the Bombay slums to Timbuktu.

In the evening, give a lady your arm on the street always pass to the right. Do not talk loudly. It indicates bad breeding. If wronged, accept apologies with a cold bow. Avoid ostentatious displays of wealth. Remain standing if a lady is standing in the room. Be punctual and impeccably groomed.


Crusty punk meets cockney sing-songs meets grindcore in the 1880s with their song Victorian Grindcore. Think about grindcore in the Victorian era.  

5/5*****!!

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The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - Not Your Typical Victorians album review

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing - Not Your Typical Victorians is not your typical Victorian steampunk album. You have quirky dark morbid themes with songs such as The Gin Song, Miner, The Worst Sideshow Ever, This House Is Not Haunted, and Third Class Coffin. The sounds of Victorian music and Edwardian music meet rock music. The album certainly has that posh sound with those cockney sing-songs over crusty punk rock. This band puts the punk in steampunk. Not Your Typical Victorians was the follow-up to This May Be The Reason Why The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing Cannot Be Killed By Conventional Weapons. There's a lot of culture in their music.


This House Is Not Haunted is a self-contradictory steampunk song about a house that is supposedly not haunted but has all the haunting elements to make it haunted. Haunting and chilling are two words that can be used to describe this song.

This house was built where the scaffold once stood. The wainscoting was made of old gallows wood. The shutters rattle and the water pipes moan. The floorboards creek and the rafters groan. Trees tap on the window pane. Now the whole thing rocks in the wind and rain.

Let The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing show you around. The bath tub is where the toddler drowned. This nursery where the twins were found. And this is the beam where thеy cut her down. The cold spot in the corridor is just a draught blowing through the floor. The noises outside the bedroom door? Well that's the house and the ignition. That's all. The temperature drops and the wood contracts. It's not supernatural. It's a scientific fact! Nothing goes bump in the middle of the night. This house is not haunted! There's nothing moving in the night that wasn't here in the broad daylight.

This is the self-contradictory part of the song. Temperature drops and wood contracts are part of the supernatural even if it's a scientific fact!

The cold spot in the corridor
Is just a draught blowing through the floor
The noises outside my bedroom door
Well that's the house and the ignition, that's all
The temperature drops, the wood contracts
It's not supernatural, it's a scientific fact!
Nothing goes bump in the middle of the night
No God, no ghosts, no afterlife

This house is not haunted!
(There's nothing moving in the night
That wasn't here in the broad daylight)

Chalk circles in the attic
Footsteps in the hall
Claw marks on the doors
Blood dripping from the walls
Furniture moving, flickering lights


Inheritor's Powder is a song about a woman who murdered her husband. She is an evil and malicious woman with murderous intentions. People say someone ended up dead wherever she lived.

Now about this woman. People say she murdered her husband by putting arsenic in his tea. They say she made a small fortune with the insurance money she collected from his death. She moved across country and fled up in the sticks (into the country). They say someone ended up dead wherever she lived. She was born bad. They say the devil's inside her.

They say she worked as a governess and married her boss. She hated his children. So she topped them all off. People near her never live long. Dear god, let them be wrong! She's started hoarding poison. She said she's got no choice. She's allergic to cats. This woman haven't been feeling herself as of lately.


The Gin Song is about the alcoholic drink called gin. Gin is the tonic to cure all your woes and is the answer to all your problems.

It's cleaner than water and cheaper than porter. It helps you get through all that life throws at you. It's gin. From Hampstead to Aldgate, it's everyone's best mate. It's gin. Ladies and lords. The great unwashed hoardes love gin.

Gin is the tonic to cure all your woes. Cleansing your soul from your head to your toes. Taking the edge of the hardships of life. When slumped in the gutter, the first word you utter is gin. Gin mends broken hearts and helps friendships start. Gin makes dull banter witty and makes ugly girls pretty. It helps you forget all the things you regret.

Chalk circles in the attic. Footsteps in the hall. Claw marks on the doors. Blood dripping from the walls. Furniture moving and flickering lights. These are all signs of the supernatural.

5/5*****!

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Tricity Vogue's All Girl Swing Band - Well Swung!

Well Swung! by Tricity Vogue's All Girl Swing Band is the female answer to swing jazz music. This all female band put a swing into their cabaret sound on the album with songs such as Don't Bring Lulu, Bowler Hat, Sweet Dreams, and Tainted Love. This album is one spectacular jazz album. There's a lot of culture in their music.

Their cover of Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) called Sweet Dreams is spectacular without any flaw. The girls definitely put the swing in the tempo, vocal, and instrumentation. This is one of those rare cases where the cover song is better than the original song. Sweet dreams are made of this. Everybody's looking for something. Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you. Some of them want to be abused.

Bowler Hat is the sharpest gentleman who wears a bowler hat whilst wearing suit and tie. One of the members of Tricity Vogue's All Girl Swing Band just saw the nattiest guy looking so sharp. All dressed up in a suit and tie. And a brand new bowler hat. Shiny shoes on his nifty feet. But the thing that made his look complete was his brand new bowler hat. Just look at that bowler hat! He went walking down the street. The cut of his cloth made her smile. She would run that guy to ground by following his hat. So quick as a flash, she turned around. Her day’s new purpose had been found.

Don't Bring Lulu is about this wild lady named Lulu who is the type of lady not to bring around. Lulu always wants to do what the folks don’t want her to. When she struts her stuff around, London bridge is falling down! Lulu gets blue and goes cuckoo like the clock upon the shelf. You can bring cake or a porterhouse steak, but don’t bring Lulu! Lulu has the reddest hair, auburn here and henna there. How can you boys keep your heads? Bulls go wild when they see red. When she gets sore and slams, the door the plates fly off the shelf. She can make a fella wild on sarsaparilla. She’s the kind of smarty and breaks up every party.

5/5*****!!

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Queen Bee and the Honeylovers - Asheville album review

Asheville by Queen Bee and the Honeylovers is a classic vocal jazz album which celebrated Asheville’s history. The album celebrated the history of Asheville, North Carolina with songs such as Asheville, Beacham's Curve, Hominy Creek, and Helen's Bridge. Asheville grows and progress takes its course, Queen Bee wanted to preserve the stories of the people who built this town.


The song Asheville celebrated the history of Asheville, North Carolina with a classic vocal jazz style and sound to fit the mood along with vibrance.
    
Asheville, North Carolina has a bountiful valley way up high with fertile and green land of the sky at the tip of the blue ridge mountain range. Lengthy autumns and lingering springs. Float down the French Broad and take a dive Maybe enjoy a local brew. All that and Biltmore, too. Where do the goats do yoga like Bikram? And zombies walk straight through downtown Asheville, North Cackalacky! (Asheville, North Carolina) Come see the leaves change. Where chickens are free range. There’s no better place to get down.

Come to the Shindig on the Green. You’ll find it listed in The Scene right next to Isis Music Hall. And of course LEAF festival. Bang on a drum in Pritchard Park. The jam will go long after dark. And if the dance don’t draw you in, then maybe the vortex will. No matter your come from in Asheville, you’re welcome. Love is in full color here!


Queen Bee sung about her bliss wonderful memories strolling through the creek beds of Hominy Creek on the song Hominy Creek.
    
Fireflies blink their golden hues dazzle Queen Bee’s eyes like starlight in the milky twilight strolling down Hominy Creek. The air is thick, sweet, and fragrant with honeysuckle in bloom. A distant barn owl crooning while her heart is swooning.

Memories woven so tightly in nature’s perfect fray. Her memories are woven so tightly in nature’s perfect fray. She would and will gladly pay a million dollars to spend her summer strolling that way to Hominy Creek. A swelling chorus of cicadas. Their rhythmic pulse in perfect time. Such a sublime expression sends her straight to heaven.


Logan and Moore is about a localized fancy high-end clothing store called Logan and Moore that is located in Asheville, North Carolina.
    
Logan and Moore sells everything to hand tailored suits for men and women from driving gloves to fancy woolen socks. That fetching silk piece is bespoken for. All that and more at Logan and Moore’sDraft a dozen times before the cutting. Basted until the inseam fits just right. Dapper by design we’ve got all the stylish fixings. Only at Logan and Moore.

It won’t be long before innovation comes knocking down our door. Sears and Roebuck can make it cheaper. But what price can you put on a community’s livelihood?

In walks the dashing Mr. Cecil. He wants a suit like Edison and Grove. Mr. Cecil’s thoughts were as original as what they wore. Made down at Logan and Moore.


Helen's Bridge is a jazz poetry song about the legendary ghost story of Helen Henry and the paranormal activity of Helen's Bridge (Zealandia Bridge) in Asheville, North Carolina.

Tragedy unleashed upon the mountainside. Terror wrought by night with all that were asleep. One night while Helen was cooking, a large fire broke out very quickly. Helen rushed to her child’s room but failed to escape after passing out from smoke inhalation. The fire left poor Helen in complete misery as firefighters could not revive her child.

Helen was devastated by the most unthinkable. Helen lost her grip upon her sanity. So she flung herself at dawn from Zealandia Bridge. She still roams there searching madly torn between two worlds. Blinded by her grief until she’s released at last. Late at night if you stay silent, you can hear her still. Moaning for her child. A woman made a monster for eternity for committing suicide.

5/5*****!!

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Mack Daddy Ju - Mack Daddy Ju 1995 single single review

The Mack Daddy Ju - Mack Daddy Ju 1995 single is one of the lesser known smoother Memphis rap tapes of 1995 which hardly got any notice. DJ Squeeky’s smooth melodies and beats are what made this album sound so perfect. Notice how the beats on/in this tape are super chill compared to a lot of other Memphis rap tapes. No other album was comparative to this album. This is some underground Memphis shit.


My Head Is Spinnin is a classic rap junt which solidified Mack Daddy Ju’s credibility as a rapper and lyricist. This song was used as the buzz single to promote his album. Not many people know this but Lil Sko's voice was used on the hook and not Mack Daddy Ju’s voice.

Mack Daddy Ju uses some clever rhyming techniques with these lyrics. “I'm Mack Daddy Ju, feeling loose/When I'm full of indo, head be spinning like Beetlejuice/I'm a project born, psychopathic lunatic from Tennessee”, “Full of herb/Im disturbed/Pull out a nice fat sack”, and “I'm about to graduate when I bust my nuts/When I get some cap and gown”

The song was known for using a memorable repetitive chorus with lyrics which went as follows:

My head is spinnin', from smokin' the chicken, the bass is kickin'
My head is kickin', from smokin' the chicken, the bass is spinnin'
My head is chicken', from spinnin' the kickin', the bass is smokin'
My head is spinnin', from spinnin' the chicken, the ass is kickin'
My head is bassin', from chickin' the spinnin', the bass is kickin'
My bass is kickin', from headin' the chicken, in kick the bassin'
My head is spinnin'

That buzz bud's good stuff. Mack Daddy Ju doesn't think he can get enough. Insane is how he felt laying on the couch with a blunt in his mouth smoking on a pound. He is so high to the point where he can't feel his feet. He is paranoid. Everybody's looking at Mack Daddy Ju talking to himself in public.

He went to the club and found a hoe that's really stout. Then he goes to get a room. He’s about to graduate when he busts his nuts. Next he went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He is scared because his eyes are bloodshot red. Mack Daddy Ju is feeling loose. When he is full of indo, his head be spinning like Beetlejuice. That is why he is coming out disturbed as fuck.

Mack Daddy Ju is a project born psychopathic lunatic from the Red Oak neighborhood of Memphis, Tennessee Don't you fuck with him. You know you can't cope when he is full of that dope. He’ll peel yo cap and leave yo ass on the curb. Can't no one explain how that bud fucks with his brain. Now he is getting dizzy because his head is spinning from smoking that chicken (smoking that hay).

Mack Daddy Ju, Zirk, Kilo G, Criminal Manne, and DJ Squeeky are smoking blunts and having fun at the club. High from bud. Drownin in some yac. A nigga like Mack Daddy Ju still gets high off that chronic junt. People hate him when he is full of fuckin skunk.


Don't Fuck With Me is the Scarface inspired junt. The junt has that Scarface movie feel with that heavy bass and heavy drums. Samples from the 1981 Scarface movie are played throughout the junt. One of the tougher gangsta rap junts on the album. DJ Squeeky went crazy and was killing it with them horns.

5/5*****!

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Malene Kjærgård - Jorden rundt med Malene Kjærgård album review

Malene Kjærgård - Jorden rundt med Malene Kjærgård is a vocal jazz and swing jazz album which is a concept album about the countries across the planet Earth that Malene Kjærgård has visited. For example, she has song about the experience she had when she visited the country of Brazil. Or the time when she visited Copenhagen, Denmark the first time. This is one stellar Danish jazz album. Who knew that the country of Denmark could produce such jazz? Her delicious voice is so captivating and compelling. Steam this album if you get the chance.


On BRASILIEN (BRAZIL), Malene sung about how she get tired from all that dancing she was engaging in and needed to relax in the Brazilian paradise.

Her legs are tired after dancing for a long time. She is out of money and only dreams of soft beds. So she shuffles down to the beach to find herself a place to relax in the Brazilian paradise where she can bask in the sun lounger. She love parties and dancing with high spirits. But once in a while, she needs to have some rest. Otherwise she’ll go crazy.


Malene sung about her magical vacation experience with her traveling companion Pele in Hawaii in the song HAWAII. It's rainbow magic. Malene sings about how her and Pele took a trip to the volcano on one of the Hawaiian Islands. The song uses tropical jazz with a Hawaiian punch.

Malene sits and sings her song with her feet in the water drinking juice from coconuts all day long. Enjoying a little bit of everything. Malene is sitting here waiting hoping Pele would show up out of the depths of the sea. She knows there is no one with such a beautiful body as Pele.

Just as the next wave washes ashore, she sees his mitten peeking out. He waves at Malene. There are fish of all colors here. It's rainbow magic. Dolphins and whales sing along. Malene swims like a fish in the sea. She is free and happy in Hawaii.

Malene and Pele took a trip to the volcano on one of the Hawaiian Islands. This volcano shoots like a fountain. There is lava on the ground which runs beautifully and forms new paths. The lava sizzles and it bubbles. And it continues. Pele takes everything with him and leaves nothing alone. It has always been like that whenever they would travel together. It is a fierce and magical for both of them.


Malene sings about her morning tour through her native Copenhagen, Denmark on KØBENHAVN (COPENHAGEN).

Malene took a morning tour through Copenhagen, Denmark. She can hear the city calling her name as she cycles in the autumn wind. The wind kisses her gently on the cheek. It's beautiful there in her Copenhagen. The pulse of the city beats.

Cars rush at a certain speed. The morning light seems so delicate around the lakes out on the Kastellet citadel and the beach on the island community of Amager. Swans shooting their necks in the King's garden they dance the waltz. The Saviour's Tower shines in gold. The city is full of lovely gardens. Flower gifts for those who seek out. The music plays on the bridges. Evening tour through the city lights.

4/5****!

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Peggy Lee - Mink Jazz album review

Peggy Lee - Mink Jazz is a subtle vocal jazz album with upbeat swing jazz melodies. You have the obligatory romance songs such as I Never Had a Chance, My Silent Love, I’ll Get By, I’m a Fool To Want You, and I Won’t Dance. You also have jazz harmonies such as Whisper Not. The comedic eclecticism really stands out along with her vibrance. The album has classics such as The Lady is a Tramp and I Could Write a Book.

4/5****!

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Nellie McKay - Get Away from Me album review

Get Away from Me by Nellie McKay is the New York City themed comedy jazz. Songs such as Manhattan Avenue, Toto Dies, and Respectable give away such New York City vibes. Comedy meets the sound of jazz music on this album.


Manhattan Avenue told the scenery of every day life on Manhattan Avenue in the Manhattan borough in New York City. This is one of the more sentimental songs with a fun vibe.

Nellie longs for the days of music and mayhem Manhattan Avenue. The children tease. Kittens are meowling. Junkies are prowling. Deep in the jazzy hue of the streetlight on Manhattan Avenue. Mama's a smilin' friend in the scuzzy hue of the sunlight. Make it now and make it fast because such memories can never last. Oh but dreams come true on Manhattan Avenue.


Work Song told the story of Nellie’s everyday work life. The song described every day work life in a mundane manner.

Nellie is on the way to her job on the way to her work. She is the way to that slobberin' hoverin' jerk who's her boss and today. Nellie is slave on the run still under the gun. Of Attila the Hun with a cinnamon bun.

If you listen close you can hear the piss, every day's another loss, But she needs the pay. So she has to please the boss. Every worker looks ahead. Through the sludge they mingle by the mile. So they trudge along in single file. Ah the kiddies must be fed. A quiverin' jibberin' shiverin' mass and mess.

Spoilin' with a malaise worse than disses or dope. Wakin' up in a haze with your wishes and hopes. And your poor little dreams all wrapped up in burlap that you carry around for a sniff or a snack or a taste in your haste.


Respectable is a comedic jazz song about a pretentious rich boy. Behind closed doors he displays a fake personality which reveals his true colors. But he doesn't have nothin' on Nellie.

There's a rich boy. But he doesn't spend money. He just drinks his Poland Spring water. He's a quick boy walkin' round the bend or at home alone reading. He tries to do good and right. So he does what he should. But he's got to subscribe to the rules of the tribe. He’s got his East Side certified pedigree. A respectable member of society. But things ain't what they seem. His looks and charms aren’t all that. Behind closed doors he displays a fake personality which reveals his true colors. But he doesn't have nothin' on Nellie.

He's a grown man who wears a tie. His laugh is hard and fast. He's an old man far before his time. And his jacket holds a flask. That upper crust dinner tux sanctimony of his has gotten to his brain. He thinks he is too good for certain things and is better than everyone else. He has his prada, caterers, and maitre'd. Everybody knows he’s no beginner. Nellie warned him that they would burn him. But he didn’t listen.

4/5****!

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Master P - Only God Can Judge Me album review

Only God Can Judge Me showcased the more religious side of Master P with Christian themed songs such as Only God Can Judge Me and Ghetto Prayer. You also have your lyrical songs such as Return of da Don, Say Brah, Stop Playing Wit Me, Ice on My Wrist, Y'all Don't Want None, and Oh Na Nae. Many regarded this album as not of Master P’s greatest efforts. However there is a balance with the production and guest artists spotlight. But the guest artists take most of the spotlight.


Master P showcased his religious side when he performed a Hail Mary in style, melody, and tune of Aaliyah - If Your Girl Only Knew. You can hear Master P as he prays in the background.

The Hail Mary is sung in the same melody as the chorus to Aaliyah - If Your Girl Only Knew.

{Master P prays in the background}
Our father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
On earth, as it is in heaven

{singing part comes in} + {Hail Mary spoken over}
Now I lay me down to sleep..
I pray the Lord.. my soul to keep..
And if I die before I wake..
I pray the Lord.. my soul to take..


It was plain and obvious to tell that Master P and No Limit were trying to imitate that sound Cash Money Records was blowing up with at the end of the 20th century in 1999 with the song Ice On My Wrist. Ice On My Wrist is about expensive watches. Quite futuristic and dated at the same time.

It was plain and obvious to tell that Master P was trying to imitate that sound Cash Money Records was blowing up with in 1999 especially with the lyrics. He even used popular term “Bling Bling” in the song. Read these lyrics.

I'm just a young nigga hanging with the thug niggas
Rollin with the drug dealers now they wanna mug niggas
Ghetto Fabulous I mean we ballin
I represent the 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleans
If the price is on sale then I'ma buy it
Niggas talkin bout they bigger than No Limit don't try it
No Limit don't stunt, or front, we got bank
I put that on the tank, and about 72 minks
In the closet, you want it we got it
Y'all leasin, we buyin, No Limit soldiers raise your Rolex high
My cousin Hot Boy just got out the pen
And check his wrist I mean he sitting on I-10
Bling Bling with a 2000 big body
Hit the club and the girls get rowdy rowdy
Humvees on stretch, Ferrari's and 'Vette's
And a Rolls in the garage that I ain't even drove yet

The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night


Crazy Bout Ya is a Mercedes/Ms. Peaches/Master P trio. The song explains why the two are crazy about each other emotionally. They are crazy for one another.

Master P (Mercedes) talking:

Mercedes Mercedes I'm home boo
Look what I got for you baby
(Look get this up out of my face
I told you I don't want anything to do with your dirty money)
What?
(I'm telling you, you need to change your life)
Man you trippin on me? and I'm out here trying to have something for us?
(Cause when it all boiles down it's gonna be me crying)
Man you ain't gotta worry about that
Oh you think your better than me now?
I'm outta here girl

Mercedes going insane without her man. She can’t help herself. She doesn't want anybody else because she is so crazy about him. Mercedes do anything to see him.

Mercedes never forgets the first day they met. She was so crazy about him. She beeped him her pager all the days just to hear him say, “Someday we will be together.” He makes Mercedes have these funny feelings. This is because he shows her that real type of love. Mercedes just loves herself a thug.

The feelings her man has for her are hard to explain to her. He will do anything for her. He’d die for her. He is so crazy about her. He tells Mercedes, “Just give me a chance and I promise never to lie to you. I would be the best for you.  Complete any task for you. Any wrong doing, I swear, I'd do the time for you. I could feel your pain that's why it's easy to cry for you. So please don't leave me because I can't breath without you.”

Mercedes took care of the situation when her man got caught by the feds. She was waiting on his phone call every while lying alone in your bed. People tell Mercedes her man is not worth it. But it is so hard to explain.

Mercedes kept everything fresh for him. Mercedes kept everything best for him. She counted all the figures his cash for him. She continued the business for him. It was Mercedes that paid the bail for him and collected all the mail for him. He trusts her with his life. That is why he can’t wait for her to be his wife. No one could ever take his place with all the memories they share. Nothing else can compare. Mercedes is hiding her pride and what she is feeling inside.

Ms. Peaches going insane without her man. She can’t help herself. She doesn't want anybody else because she is so crazy about him. Mercedes do anything to see him.


D.I.G. killed his verses on Step to Dis. That is an undeniable fact that many No Limit fans can dispute. You could hear the fury and fire that was inside of his verses as a lyricist and rapper.

[D.I.G.]
Here come dem boys out the bricks, a-lil-daddy whassup
You say you bout trigger play, now show me that you a thug
I ain't wit that mouthin off, I'm out spillin your blood
Mess around if you wanna box, gon' stay in the mud
No Limit soldiers known for bustin it up
Better tell him it's real, we be tossin it up
So if you step to these soldiers I think you better show some love
Cause we 99 strong, and we nuttin but thugs
And pistols bein cocked at all times
And when you run up you gon' fall down
Cause I'ma hit you with the heat and make you calm down
You ain't ready to go to war with a real soldier
So don't step to me fool, cause the game is over

[D.I.G.]
Whassup man?
I think you need to back up off me brah
Cause right now, I'm not feelin too good
And I have a attitude problem
You might push that button to strike that nerve
So you need to just go 'head on and back up

3/5***!

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504 Boyz - Ballers album review

The 504 Boyz - Ballers album was the definition of commercial pop rap sound of 2002. This is because Master P shifted towards releasing albums with more of a commercial pop rap sound for the No Limit Records label. This changed the sound and direction of No Limit Records. No Limit was influenced by the crossover market during that time. So don’t be shocked to find out this album is a contrast departure from the Goodfellas album that was released in 2000.

The 504 Boyz - Ballers album was a family affair all right. In fact some of the rappers including his own son outshine Master P. Unfortunately for Master P, his own son outshines his father on each song that he is featured on such as Tight Whips and Get Back.


Everywhere I Go is about how people are always constantly asking Curren$y questions. Curren$y has to deal with haters and naysayers everywhere he goes. All because he flows so tight. Ezell Swang produced Everywhere I Go which was used on the 2002 album 504 Boyz - Ballers.

A lot of niggas are saying they don't like Curren$y because he flows so tightly, His wrist wear glows so brightly. But Curren$y ain't gonna quit. Niggas know he goes hard in the paint. He won't settle for shit.

You might see Curren$y on the block pull up in a 720' Bentley with a drop or doing donuts in a Viper. He probably won't quit until he burns the grip off his tires.

Curren$y is going to take a vacation with a couple of honeys on the yacht today. And later on tonight.  Curren$y is the don of this rap shit. His album is going platinum. Y'all niggas is going double plastic. Shit will get tragic if one of you fools choose to make him use his automatic. You don’t want to hear the sounds of click-clack-blow. He is here to show you how he gets down.

Now everywhere he goes people ask constantly ask him questions such as where he lives for. He tells the people who ask him questions, “Money, hoes and clothes is all a nigga know. And when I get my chips, you know what I'm a go and get. A house and kicks. And a couple of whips.”

Now when he pulls up niggas running like Trans cars. That'll buck backwards in a black Jaguar. You niggas is actors. Hot Spitter is the truth. Curren$y sets fire to the mic, when he step in the booth of the recording studio. There is no one like in around town in New Orleans, Louisiana. You don't want none of Curren$y because he is the man. Why do you niggas want to rhyme like Curren$y? You can't spit like you lost just a life or a grand. Watch the women run behind his jeep when he leaves the recording studio. Now peep him. Stay smooth and calm.


Members of 504 Boyz and Afficial brag about how they are living the good life with their good lavish lifestyle on the track My Life is Sweet.

Their life is sweet. You could tell by the Benz, the Beamers, and the Jeeps with big wheels and big grills which make them people say oooh-weee. Custom made Bentleys with TV’s and mink seats too. Afficial raps slowly up on the block with a gun and a package as they are putting in work in the streets and in the studio. All the product of speed to match Master P’s work ethic. See all these chicks wanna get with Afficial.

I thought I told you. The flow don't stop. And it ain't No Limit on the stage if the show don't rock. There ain't No Limit on the stage. You can still catch Afficial up in them clubs in that 2K3 Yukon sitting up on them dubs. When S-Flames gows to the lot, they call S-Flames Connect Four because he bought four cars with four doors. He spent another million dollars to put diamonds on the grill. He gets paid every month like child support. It's real. While you cats come up slow like Lamborghini doors, you might see S-Flames in a Range Rover or a Porsche Lamborghini by himself or with the members of Afficial depending on the case or situation.

S-Flames lyrics are playful and whimsical here. Read his lyrics.

[S-Flames]
When I go to the lot, they call me Connect Four
Cause I bought four cars on the road, with four doors
Spend another mill, put diamonds on the grill
Push a button, and my gun pop out the steering wheel
It's real, stack dough and make more
While you cats come up slow, like Lamborgini doors
You might see me in a Range, you might see me in a Porsche
I get paid every month, like child support

Yukon was lit with the punchlines in his lyrics. Read his lyrics.

You can still, catch me up in them clubs
In that 2K3 Yukon, sitting up on them dubs
Since they wanna know, about my whip
I'ma tell em like this, I got enough keys to start a dealership
Now how they think they floss toys
When we in places, so far from home they call us the Lost Boys


With Me was a duo track with Choppa and Curren$y. Master P featured on this track also.

Now Choppa be marching like a soldier with No Limit army right behind him. On that Westbank is where you might find him. He’s all about getting that dolla. mHe can pull a Prada model, t-shirt holla wobble wobble. Later during the beginning of the song is where Choppa is at the club. He pops a bottle at the bar. The henny is turning green after being mixed.

We in the club pop a bottle, at the bar
Tell your girl stop tripping, she could holla at a star
Hypnotic in the car, is all I need to get mean
We could mix it
Like one say, left to the right right, to the left left, to the right
Let me see you bounce with me, East to the West
North to the South, back to the house, come blow a ounce with me

[Hook - 2x]
All my soldiers with me (yeah)
All my whodis with me (yeah)
If you hustle hard for a nigga praying (yeah)
My soldierettes with me (yeah)
My independent women (yeah)
Them hoes hatin' cause you looking good (hell yeah)

Things gets wild like New Orleans during Mardi Gras on the second verse. Read the lyrics below.:

Everybody throw your dranks up, soldiers throw your tanks up
Hit the flo', wild out, everybody drink something
It’s your set, throw it up, show me where the fuck you from
What you drinking mix it with this, hit this weed and have some fun
Girls got they butts up, y'all know what's up
We drinking this straight out the bottle, whodi put them cups up
I'm from the home of the Queen, that they call Anna

Who’s up next? Curren$y is! Curren$y came to represent New Orleans, Louisiana. He at gets a chance to showcase his lyrical skills. He showcases his lyrical abilities and skills with his rhymes.

Curren$y pulls up in a big truck on a set of twenty three's (23 inch rims aka 23’s). He has $20,000 of cash in the pocket of his P. Miller jeans. Playa hatas are mad as they wish they could rid of him. He is always on the radio. He keeps the burner with him as he never on the streets without it. The women form a crowd around the limo as Curren$y hops out it.

And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a check from P
Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you want
And watch how quick a nigga, send you to the hospital
Stick this baretta to your braids, me and my soldiers
Sticking together like Franky Beverly and me

These lyrics showed how Curren$y was the hot spitta. “And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a check from P/Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you want”

5/5*****!