One of the most important — yet least discussed — tools in a rapper's arsenal is beat selection. A decent wordsmith can elevate himself to g...
It feels supremely fitting that Kota the Friend would drop his latest platter at the outset of spring. Breezy and light, the fiercely indepe...
Nowadays, rapping about guns and drugs is like painting fruit bowls and wildflowers. If you're looking to stand out creatively while explori...
You wouldn't immediately recognize him on that spring afternoon in 2004. And if it weren't for his metallic disguise sitting on the table be...
A wise man once said, don't read your mentions. He said to ignore the comments section. He warned artists that it's dangerous to read your o...
Grownup underground rap music felt gloriously alive and unapologetically well in the crowded, multi-tiered confines of Toronto's east end Op...
"Tell me: Has anyone in here seen the second-newest Spider-Man movie?" This is how Post Malone hypes the first of two soldout crowds buz...
At this stage, they could hit cruise control and still win the night. The reputations and catalogues of Nasir Jones and Mary Jane Blige...
Only a few years back, it wouldn't have been out of step to believe that Tyler, the Creator had peaked — creatively, commercially, all of it...
Look! Up in the sky. It's a bird! It's a plane! Nah. It's Joey Bada$$ and the Flatbush Zombies rapping their capes off while soaring, flippi...
Because he's muscular, bald, shirtless, elaborately tattooed and forever smiling — and because most of what he touches makes a crapload of m...
As Travis Scott rages on through the flames, smoke and Roman candles, the seizure-inducing lights and all that rib-rattling bass, you find y...
On the cover of East Atlanta Love Letter, a seven-month-old Syx Rose is strapped tight to Daddy's chest. A grey baby carrier keeping his dau...
It's fitting that the illuminated, rectangular columns propped tall on either side of the "KOD Tour" stage resemble larger-than-life cellula...
Maybe it's because the only (fashion) rules he plays by are his own. Or maybe it's because it's because he is performing at a beach. Reg...
In the spheres of hip-hop and R&B, one of the surest indicators of an artist's successful debut are the quality and quantity of featured gue...
There is a coldness to 6lack's love letters that skips beyond the glacial ice chunks he's chucking stones at in the video for single "Noncha...
At one point during what he reminds Toronto is "the last Gambino tour ever," Donald Glover disappears. After a beat, he is revealed on t...
It was one of those swampy August city nights where the humidex rises to threat levels for the elderly, and both the last and next flash lig...
Say it in your best Stefon voice: "This concert has everything: a Brinks truck, face tattoos, belching dry ice, palm trees, Pegasuses, 'splo...
