I Can't Help It...I Love White Rappers: Epick & The Motherfuckers

Ok, so full disclosure: this dude Epick is Allison's brother. YES PPL, Allison's brother is a white rapper. BWHAAAAAHHHHHAAA.

Look, here's Epick and Allison's sis during Christmas. Which is interesting, since I thought Allison was a Jew. But anyway. Here's another one with them all water skiing or some shit.

As all your asses well know, we barely ever post any music shit around here. It's mostly cause I listen to like 9 songs on my ipod, Phoenix's last album, Jay-Z's last album and that's about it. But I srsly dig Epick...and I kinda love the shit out his song "I Don't Mind" (vid up above). And I totally would have posted this mofo even if he didn't used to share a bathroom with Allison.

He collabed with Elle King on this jam, and while I had never heard of her either, I also kind of love the shit out of her too.

So we decided to dive deep and get some more scoop. We talked puppets, bedbugs and Mexican people.

Name:
Epick

Age:
The age of jesus - 33

So you're an actual real-life white rapper?
Yup, we exist.

Are there any other white rappers aside from you, Asher Roth and Eminem?
Wow, where the fuck have you been?

Do you have a puppet fetish? Also, what's the diff between a puppet and a muppet?
No fetish for me, although I really did enjoy acting with the puppets (especially the sex scenes).. I made the director and crew kind of uncomfortable with those cause I got a little too into it and was suggesting different positions etc.... But doing this video has made me love them all the more. And I was a huge Muppet Show fan as a kid and watched it every night. Animal was my shit. Now just cause I did a vid with puppets doesn't mean I'm a puppet expert or anything but I'd say muppets are puppets, period. Not every puppet is a muppet though, it doesn't go both ways.

I noticed you shot part of your video in front of the Pavilion movie theater...did you get bedbugs from standing in front of it?
HA! I used to live down the block from the Pavilion before bedbugs took over the city. While we filmed close to that shithole, we weren't close enough to get the bedbugs or aids that live in there. I should ask the director Jonah though cause he lives right near there these days. I do live near the magic johnson theater in harlem though, and I'm honestly scared to go in there. I consider Bedbugs the vilest most disturbing little fuckers that ever were. If I ever hear someone say sleep tight don't let the bedbugs bite again I swear to god I'll slap them in the face.

Have you ever had bedbugs?
Wow! Is this coincidence or did you do your research? Cause not only did I have bedbugs three years ago, (it took a very painful year to get rid of them) but I also started a group on Facebook called Bedbugs Suck which has grown into a forum for people to vent and share their war stories.. I can send you a picture I took of my ass after a pretty horrible evening of being eaten alive if you'd like.. I wouldn't even mind if you posted it. My girlfriend says my ass is small but perfect.

Do you know if bedbugs can be transmitted via email?
No.

Elle King is pretty...how come you didn't put her in your video?
She is pretty isn't she... and her voice is like an angel's. She was living in LA when we filmed and our budget wouldn't allow us to fly out to Cali. We have some other songs together though, and when we do videos for those maybe I'll be the voice with a puppet face...

Describe Park Slope in 5 words?
Once Puerto Rican, now white. And if Puerto Rican counts as one word then add "moms" to the end.

If you're the type of person that doesn't illegally download music, you can buy shit from Epick on itunes. He does shows too sometimes and sometimes those shows are at Southpaw, so if he does any soon we'll let you know. Also Allison has already promised to wear that bathing suit up above to any of Epick's shows in Park Slope, no matter what the weather or the time of year.

PUNK SLOPE (Part 2)

You wouldn't know it from my pearl earring, Ralph Lauren-wearing ass now, but back in high school, I was allllllllllllllll about punk rock.  And by "punk rock," I mean watered-down, poppy stuff that would only alarm the most uptight suburban white parents (I mean, the Bouncing Souls were my favorite for God's sake).

But ever since NOFX's Fat Mike rolled into town with Thistle Hill Tavern on 15th Street and 7th, I started to think that maybe the least grungy, most bugaboo-laden neighborhood may have some punk sentiments hidden somewhere underneath?

Thoughts? 

Anti-Flag is headlining a show at The Bell House on 9/22.  Let's all break out our studded belts and pretend we're straight-edge for 45 minutes.  OI! OI?

The Hardships of Park Slope

Behold: our new fave song.

(via Nasty Midnighters Music)

EPICK and the Mother Fuckers Do Southpaw: One Night Only

I first got in touch with FIPS (or fucked as i like to call us) because my little brother, the hip hop artist formerly known as Egglard, was playing a show at Southpaw and I thought... where better to publicize his EPICK awesomeness than a blog that shares his love of titular profanity?

Unfortunately, Erica was busy eating Robicelli's cupcakes and watching the Bachelor/Lost/CashCab, and thus did not see my prophetic email in a timely fashion.

What his fans are saying:

"Songbird of our generation." Epick

"How can you continue to humiliate me like this? If you don't change that name, I'll never talk to you again. By the way, are you coming up this weekend?" Epick's mother

"Six inches of skill, maybe six and a half." Epick 

"Good for a white dude." Epick's nephew

"Upwardly mobile." unspecified critics

So, you probably missed the genius that is my brother the first time around, not to mention his big-ass (i mean kick-ass) backup band and his smoking hot single sister Sara out in the audience. 

But your time is coming. All hail Epick and his fellow vanilla but not vanilla ice hip hoppers. The eldest and I are going to take naps so we can stay up late. See you there!!

Narcolepsy, Norah, and Me

Maybe it was the beat of the rain on my umbrella but Norah Jones had a seriously soporific effect on me last night. I could barely keep my eyes open. I was... fine, I was fucking bored to death. And it didn't help that I only got one fancy seat press pass so I got to sit in style all by my lonesome while friends and loved ones were exiled behind a fence in the cheap seats. VIPS like me get a white cotton hanky to wipe the seat off. They get plastic bag ponchos to don. And actual seats. At the front. 

I felt like a sell out. I missed my peeps. My proletariet. The hardworking real people outside of the bubble. Not enough to get up and move to my friends huddled far behind me, mind you, but I did contemplate it for like ten seconds.

So, I love Norah but I hadn't realized that what is great to listen to at home in the background doesn't necessarily translate to a not-to-be-missed concert experience. 

The outfit was awesome. I want that blue polka-dotted dress with the red petticoat. Vintage? Had to be.

I didn't get the need for all that atmospheric fog that kept blowing. I mean, shit, it was a fucking monsoon already. At one point, Norah was virtually obscured in smoke.

Good cover of Johnny Cash. Winsome, sweetly awkward repartee. Is NJ from Texas? She sounded twangy when she spoke. Great voice. But I don't like the country phase as much as the old, original bluesy stuff. Just sooooooo meh somehow. Not lighter worthy...probably a good thing since I may have set fire to my umbrella.

Don't Know Why.

You?

Full disclosure: I decamped for home before ten so maybe I missed the best stuff!