
The week we have all been waiting for - or at least I have been waiting for - has finally arrived. The 2008 Ozone Awards will finally be aired on MTV Jams. Sports fans had the Olympics. Movie fans had Batman. Now Hip Hop heads have the Ozone Awards.
Last summer, the 2007 Ozone Awards was clearly the pinnacle achievement in MTV Jams history. The production quality was mind-blowingly poor - to the point where it seemed that if you just rented out an auditorium and made up a bunch of completely meaningless awards - like Hustler of the Year - you could get all of your Southern hip hop heroes in the same building. Keep in mind this is an event that happens in real life, not in a Chappelle Show skit like the Player Haters Ball, but the Ozone Awards really happen. It's like believing in the tooth fairy and then once a year, every summer, you turn on tv and there she is, making it rain...everywhere.
On the Side: In elementary school it was comic book characters. In middle school it was wrestlers. In high school it was professional athletes. Now it's rappers. I never would've guest this as the evolution of what sorts of characters I idolized but it sort of makes sense.
Comic book characters, for the most part, are all from or live in an alternate galaxy or have some personality trait or power that removes them from the 'real' world. Well, I'd have to say wrestlers, professional athletes, and rappers are all like comic book characters in the way that they don't really experience the same world as we do - hence, we are not the same/i am a martian.
In summation: On the new T-Pain and Lil' Wayne song, Pain sings, I can't believe it/ she all on me/ like she wants me. At the end of the day, the Pain does believe it cause he lives a life somewhat removed from reality and that's why kids wish they could be Wolverine and I wish I could be T- Pain.
More On the Side: Now that comic books have officially gotten the stamp of approval from Hollywood, when are rappers, I'm talking aside from Biggie, going to get their big screen bio-pics? Would you rather see DMX in Karate Kid 6 as a cop or would you rather see The Evolution of Dark Man X - from crack pot to rap legend to crack pot? I mean it's a no brainer.
Last On the Side: I just got the new Game cd LAX. It begins with an intro from DMX. Many people have questioned this move and how Game came to this decision. I think the answer is quite obvious. Game clearly listened to the first line of X's Flesh of My Blood, Blood of My Blood, which like all good opening lines of classic albums, gets you ready for what you are about to deal with, in this case a dog-obsessed murdering necrophiliac. With no further ado: I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse/I got blood on my dick cuz I fucked a corpse. Game, in a moment of lucidity, definitely heard this and said yo, I need this dude to start my shit off right. Also, keep in mind that DMX used to be all over TRL and he still said shit like that to kick off his (multi-platinum) albums. That is not giving a fuck. Might even be Ozone Award Hustler of The Year worthy...maybe.
My favorite moment of the 2007 Ozone Awards:
- Killer Mike being so overcome with emotion after winning Street Album of the Year that it seemed all it really took was an Ozone Award to justify his last three years of independent grinding. Do yourself a favor and watch his acceptance speech GRIND TIME RAP GANG! BANG BANG BANG! Last summer we used to watch his speech over and over again before we went out drinking on weekends. This usually just resulted in the late night screaming of BANG BANG BANG! I FIRED MY BOSS AND BECAME A BOSS! For some reason, girls did not understand what we were referencing, or actually that we were even referencing anything. Also, keep in mind that I Pledge Allegiance to the Grind beat out Da Drought 3 for the award so go cop it.Now, the Ozone Awards have already occurred and been written about but I have done my best to avoid it. Like the people who DVR'd Olympic USA Men's Basketball Games and spent the following day avoiding the water cooler and internet so that they could come home and watch the game as if it hadn't taken place at 3 AM, I have done my best to stop myself from finding out as much as I can even after learning such amazing tidbits of information like Mike Jones got punched in his face - before the show even started! - and still went on to present an award with DJ Khaled. How does one, in the aftermath of getting punched in the face, go on to stand next to DJ Khaled yelling his bullshit into a microphone and not punch him in the face? I look forward to finding out.

On the side: People always say everything in offices goes down at the water cooler. I, having not spent too much time in an office, have always assumed this is true. In one, of the two, offices I worked in, there wasn't even a water cooler because the company gave out free water bottles. Was this a move of kindness or just an attempt to nip office banter? Anyway, I sat in the back corner of my office, my cubicle next to the communal trash can. All day I would be woken up by people shooting trash in my direction only to come bend over right next to my desk, pick up a dirty wrapper or tissue and say 'I really thought that one was going in.' To which I would say, BANG BANG BANG! From then on they mostly just placed their garbage in the bin.













