Dollars Make Sense.

Belmont Bodega v. Soopah Eype.

Posted in music., visuals. by Jason Mekkam on August 5, 2014

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Miguel hit me up last Thursday.

Little did he know my night was spoken for: I was already thirty minutes outta the city at my parents spot, super ass deep into an intense Law & Order: SVU marathon with the 11-year-old kid brother and the 14-year-old kid brother. Nothing says quality brotherly bonding quite like repeatedly watching Olivia Benson hunt down rapists.

“Bruh rain check for tonight homie. What are you doing tomorrow night tho? You closing at the bodega?”

“Ya fool. Hip-hop show tomorrow night. Come through,” Miguel replied.

For almost everyday all day Belmont Bodega is just a quiet little corner shop serving the convenience needs of Southeast Portland’s patrons since at least the day before yesterday if my memory serves correctly. Once a month however the store is transformed into a block party straight outta 1978 San Fransico’s Castro District. But Friday was different. No leather daddies. Just hip-hop heads.

To celebrate First Friday my boy Miguel and the fellows at Belmont Bodega kicked off the last leg of summer by transforming the store into a rap concert. Because nothing says hip-hop more than throwing shows in places that you’re not supposed to.. Like straight up fuck the “man”.. and his perfectly ironed khakis.

Adverse Effects did a legit job of getting the party started with their own unique blend of live trip-hop but the night’s main attraction was Portland’s own Soopah Eype – a nasty fundamental lyricist hellbent on using his wits and wordplay to fuse together thoughts of black existential angst, the American Dream’s inherent lies and trying to fucking get laid.

Friday was the first night I was ever really able to hear homie’s music in full but I’ve had many passionate late night political talks with the homie prior and I was impressed by how he carried that same energy from our inebriated debates into his performance.

My only knocks on the night was that 1) the sound system kept fucking up. Nothing kills a rap party quicker than dead silence. At one point early in his performance Soopah was like “fuck it” an just kicked it acapella. 2) Motherfuckas told me the main show was to start at 10. Soopah Eype didn’t get on till like 11:45. Low key this kinda threw my shit off because I’d begrudgingly acquiescencing to the working world’s professional demand of timeliness. Like Soopah was lucky my manager wasn’t present otherwise he would have gotten a write-up.

Yet even with these minor annoyances included I had a fucking dope ass time. And judging from the vibe of the crowd everyone else did to.

With Soopah Eype and Belmont Bodega everybody wins.

Go rap musics. Go.

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Download: Soop Urko by Soopah Eype

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JIMBO.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on July 17, 2011

A lot of the homies is rockin denim shorts out now. Ain’t makin no judgemnets tho. Just observations.

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Ice Cream Truck.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on July 3, 2011

The Vacation From Ourselves.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on June 14, 2011

Last month I went to New York. It was cool. Then as soon as I got back from New York it was my birthday. That was cool. I’m 23 now. That means only 42 years until I’m eligible till Medicare. Which is the most cool. Imma be slanging Vicodin to high schoolers and shit. Just watch me. The following are snaps I took from both aforementioned occasions. I never put them up because I forgot I had a blog for a minute. Sorry mother. Mazel tov.

Fun fun.

Jet Life Tour.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on May 10, 2011

Wow Hall. Eugene, Oregon. May 8th.

luv it mayne.

Posted in visuals. by Jason Mekkam on May 2, 2011
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