Project

1y

the weeknd thread too I think there was one before HOB was even out

babylon sherm

1y

Ain’t no pizza predates the flying lotus grocery store copypasta and Wale had to acknowledge it and say it was a lie

Gay Ave Stan

1y

The thread that coined "industry plant"

injeragang

1y

One day they’ll make a documentary on Hypebeast/KTT1 impact in regards to underground music

Adonis

1y

someone og KTT also faked this tweet and it then went super viral on twitter before Wale had to respond.

POOM POOM DOOM

1y

Post a Hypebeast at their Prime Thread.

But that was ripped straight from the HB forums, so I don't know if that counts.

mdmadon

1y

we need a kanye​tothe wiki page asap

black hedi slimane

1y

dean blunt and bar italia threads on here have more about those artists than the subreddits and bar italia thread was active before matador signing, their faces were even out

probably some of the more influential threads on here post ktt 1 shoutout @TRiLLA

goretex

1y

omfffg

POOM POOM DOOM

1y

Great idea, too bad no one with enough extensive knowledge and context would be willing to do that.

goretex

1y

Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Future and the rest of his entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "Diamonds Dancing." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Drake in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "Diamonds Dancing" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Drake stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.

"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."

Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Drake's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Drake put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Drake began to flow freely.

"You doin' me dirty, you know. How we let it get like this I don't know. But that * can't save your soul, nah." Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Drake continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.

"Doing me dirty, you doing me dirty. Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Haven't even heard from you. How can you live with yourself? Ungrateful, ungrateful." The Engineer looked over to Future with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Future then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Drake.

"Your momma be ashamed of you. I haven't even heard from you, not a single word from you, Ungrateful. I'm too good for you, too good for you. You should go back to him, perfect match for you, unstable." Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.

"Doing me dirty. You're making me nervous. I haven't even heard from you. You look drained, you look exhausted, girl them late nights ain't good for you. Really starting to show on you. Don't hit me up when it's good for you. Ungrateful." By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Drake hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.

As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Drake retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.

"Play it back."

Childhood

1y

same with the yves tumor thread fr

POOM POOM DOOM

1y

Anyone who would've been able to it justice has outgrown this site.

It should have been made a decade ago.

Bobby_96

1y

Probably the first one that used the phrase "crine" cause Olivia Rodrigo tweeted it.