Thursday, June 2, 2011

And Now, A Message From J-Zone

I am very excited about this book, so I thought I would share this message sent out to those on his mailing list.

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What it is,

If you're getting this e-mail, there's a 98% chance it's because you posted a comment on the J-Zone blog on Dante Ross' website a few years back and left your e-mail. (If you want to be removed from this mailing list, just tell me – I hate mass e-mails too.) After garnering a cool and loyal following (due to your support), the blog croaked. I'll attribute 50% of that to the “real world” kickin' my a*s and 50% of that to the fact that blogging consistently nowadays is humanly impossible if you work 4 jobs and you're writing 2000-3000 word articles about specific sh*t like I was trying to do.

Rather than letting that blog to slip into "let me post a You Tube clip and write one line about it just to keep content flowing" territory, the energy went into writing my first book, Root for the Villain: Rap, Bullshit and a Celebration of Failure, instead. The book will be released this fall. The blog has also resurfaced (albeit with posts going up a bit less frequently) over at egotripland.com, home of Ego Trip NYC (the minds behind the VH1 TV shows Miss Rap Supreme and The White Rapper Show and the books The Book of Rap Lists and The Book of Racism). As for the book, those who dug my grumpy old man tirades and general lampoonery from years past might enjoy this collection of curmudgeonly rants, hip-hop-inspired memoirs, humorous outlooks on failure, and think pieces on the general stupidity of the world at large in 2011.

If you:
  • are over 30
  • are a native New Yorker (If you don't know who David Dinkins is, you don't count.)
  • often wonder if men are the new women
  • feel it’s perfectly acceptable to wear a clip-on tie with Master P’s face on it to a corporate job interview
  • have a college degree that got you two choices in the real world: the broom or the mop
  • had the opportunity to work with the legendary musical heroes of your childhood, then your broke a*s got sued by one of them for copyright infringement
  • stuck a fork in dating in America and are now looking into blow-up dolls due to their low maintenance, low noise level, and low cost (an air body beats an airhead)
  • were robbed for a fake gold chain in the early '90s
  • are an artist whose career went kaput, so you were forced to get a “real” job and fall back into “real world” protocol. It was then you learned that the hip-hop 401k does not exist
  • are sick of “couple accounts” on Facebook (Fellas, if you allow your girl to create one page for the both of you, her d*ck is bigger than yours. Furthermore, anyone over the age of 21 trying to “poke” me will be attacked with a Wiffle ball bat.)
  • still use a Walkman and collect records
  • live with your hostile 87-year-old grandmother who passes gas 24/7, leaves her dentures on your bathroom sink, and disrupts pimpin' at the house
  • were a hip-hop kid of the '90s and/or enjoy nostalgic music business stories from that era
  • plan on entering the music business and want to read true accounts of how utterly dysfunctional and useless most of the people in it are
  • are sick of hearing all this bourgeois “Eat, Pray, Love” sh*t on dates. I want NYC's crime rate to return to the 1990 statistics for a week; then you'll really be praying to travel someplace expensive to “find yourself”. Shut the f*ck up and stop whining.
  • hate incessant texting, emoticons, internet lingo you have to be 18 years old to understand (ROTFL, OMG), “Gadget Hoes”, “Flash Hoes”, and “Cosmo Hoes”. (Note: If you come to the club solely to text all night or to ask me to take a picture of you and your raggedy a*s friends at the bar holding drinks, those last three terms apply to you.)
  • are a curmudgeon with an allergy to bullsh*t
  • don’t stand a chance in life doing anything that doesn’t involve purchasing a Mister Softee ice cream truck, but truly believe that one day you will run for mayor and win…
This book is for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Root for the Villain is for 0.02% of the world's population and will probably sell like it. It's my first attempt at publishing a book after having my work published in bits and pieces over the years, so pardon me while I figure this out on the fly. More info coming soon!

New website, Ego Trip affiliation

http://www.govillaingo.com/ is my new website and it’s under construction (official launch later this month), but links to all of my social network crap are on the site now (Facebook, Twitter, Ego Trip page, etc.) Or, find links to the aforementioned social network crap at the bottom of this email to be kept abreast of developments if the book interests you. Chapters from it will be posted on my Ego Trip page starting in about three weeks, for a sneak peek.

In the meantime, check out my analysis on why the rumored remake of the movie Juice (feat. Soulja Boy) can't happen in 2011...it's impossible! (Click here to read)

Also, check out this super duper rare and extremely early Wu-Tang Clan footage that I taped off of public access TV in 1991 and ripped to You Tube. (Click here to see and read). 

Some of my older articles are on my Ego Trip page as well. I'll periodically be posting articles that aren't in the book, so check back in every so often.

Stay tuned and thanks for your past support,

J-Zone
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P.S. - F*ck an iPod.


5 comments:

The Great Gats, B said...

I got the email too!

Boothe said...

crazy.

it's been less than 2 days, and this copy and paste post is my 4th most viewed entry of all time, according to google analytics.

J-Zone's got some fans out there.

Mr Bozack said...

Nice one, should be decent.

done said...

Ha me too, just checked my mail.

This, the Tribe doc and the DJ Quik/Suga Free album have made my year already man.

Unmarked Door said...

Thanks for the info. Ima definitely get this book.