What it is:
The main focus of this site is hip-hop - news, truths, reviews, boos, mess talkin, rumor spreading, true spit. Random info you don't see elsewhere, and my reactions to the Big Stories bein kicked around on XXL, AHH, OkayPlayer, and other big dogs in the game. Media coverage and music in general get the Weird News/411 Reaction treatment as well.
But on slow news days (like today -Tip free on bail and Nas to use N-Word, yawn), I may ramble a bit. I wanna share this knowledge, every last drop of it. There's a need out there, a need for information. And remember the blog's title?
411 is a joke in most towns.
I was born in 1982. I grew up without broadband internet and before cell phones gave everyone an unlisted private number. If you wanted to call someone, and you didn't have their number, three touchtones on the curly cord phone were all you needed to get those digits. Sure, you could always go find that morbidly obese brick of a phonebook shoved in some desolate basement corner, but we gave 411 our love most of the time.
And yet it sucked! Asking you to spell even the easiest of street names, often giving the wrong information altogether (and goood luck gettin that money back), smarmy backtalk, bitchy operator drama....the system did not serve the people. Thank god the internet stepped its game up. No longer am I at the mercy of some headset hater with a head cold unable to spell Devon Avenue.
411 is ajoke, but this site is some realness. Let the 411 of flow commence.
Next up: Joe Budden and the insta-blog beef with Ransom. Should rappers ever read blogs? (Answer: Hell naw!) See why. Next!