Wednesday, July 1, 2009
UNDER NEw Management
Hey y'all it's tha Smelly Goat Elli-Oat, and im taking over tha C-4 Blogspot. I am going to be posting videos and pictures of THE MOVEMENT, as well as keeping the rest of the faithful updated on summer shows and parties that the members will be participating in. Keep your eyes open for the C-4 Beer-B-Q summer jump off. Now for a summer update: Alpha and A Webber have left THA ISLAND only to end up on another land challenged mass known as Block Island. They are on that paper chase out there as well as grindin out more lyrical voodoo for the masses. C. Write Crills AkA. Aphillyated has, as usual, pulled some ultra smooth jizzob off in the Big Apple doing what he does best, persuading the people with his wordz. He is able to not only come up with new hits like every single day but he is also making guap persuading people to purchase things they dont even need. Googie GO HARD is goin hard pumpin out cracktastik lyrics as well as holdin down tha deerty jerzeey AnD Strong Island. Alpha, Crills, and Mr. Go-Hard did a mind-numbing 24 hour mix-tape grind out session with the ever clever HeadTrip. Laying verbal crack over many HeadTripalistic beats that are destined to blow the average listeners mind. WARNING: ONLY TRUE MOVEMENT FANS CAN HANDLE. Aight folks, time to get outta here, and remember to DL your copy of the new mixtape PREPARE 4 THE CSONS....KeEp iT BrEeZy Y'all
Sunday, April 12, 2009
The Sun sets in the west...
Yeah so the Movement has been dispersed across this great land of ours for the past week. With the 5-Mile Island Problem Webb holding down the northeast in VT and the other 3/4 of the faction soaking up some left coast action. Googie (the artist formerly known as Nyce), and C Write Krillz were up in the San Jose area, while I the Double A with Life in the Middle...ALPHA!...just roamed around the Golden State for the past week. If y'all have never been out to the west it must be done, just to get a change of scenery and refresh your view of life by escaping the concrete jungle, for all of you in the NYC metropolitan area or any other urban center. Flew in to LAX to the city of lights on Monday and ran into Donald Faison from Scrubs and Clueless, that dude is hilarious right haha. After LA had to get out of the city cuz shit I wanted that environment I wouldn't have gotten the hell outta dodge and left NY. Took a beautiful scenic 7 hour drive up to the Land of Oak (Oakland) where Krillz, Googie, and I celebrated our dude Jeremy's 21st with our boy Elliot and some of Land of Oak individuals.. Almost got some Cougars Jenny and Ginger RAWRRR!! But it was a sick night of swishas and E-40 (never thought I'd say that haha). Also had the most behemoth burrito of my being and it was banggggin, big ups to the Mexicans killing out in the West (California technically is Mexico just so you know, Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, in which we stole California, Utah, Nevada, as well as parts of Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, and Wyoming, but I drift). Decided to stay in Berkeley the next day due to a crazy chain of events, mainly resulting from the mad laid back, non-judgmental atmosphere of the city. Met some chill folks out there specifically my concierge who tried as hard as possible to find me herb, a beautiful bartenderess from Jersey, a cool ass Sikh cab driver named Gary, and some fine ladies in a salsa club. Go to Berkeley you'll love it I promise you. The next day I went to Sequoia National Park to go see General Sherman, the oldest living organism on this fucking planet. Pardon my french but it was ineffable. Being a foot away from a piece of life that has been around for roughly 2300-2700 years rejuvenated the soul. You know Alpha had to meet THE Alpha, funny thing is its about an hour long drive up Generals Highway, which in my opinion was the most beautiful drive in the US, and I videotaped the whole ride, and as I reached General Sherman and tried to take a picture my wouldn't let me. Sort of eerie isn't it. But somethings aren't supposed to be controlled or put into a fallacious permanent state such as a photo. I'm glad my camera didn't work, because nothing is stronger than the human memory, and the image and feeling of the tree is forever burned into my soul. After that went and had the first filet mignon of my life. I've always been a t-bone or porterhouse type dude and didn't understand all the hype behind a filet mignon. Boy was I wrong, that shit was sooooo krillz, the meat just melted in my mouth (FUCK SAYING NO HOMO for all you homophobic queers out there). The Sierra Nevada with it made the meal perfect. The entire trip one of my main goals was to play some beach volleyball, thats all I wanted to do. Made the 4 hours and change drive from Sequoia to Santa Barbara in about 3 and a half hours, putting the pedal to the metal literally. I was a little worried because all weather forecasts predicted rain, but I knew it wasn't going to. Just one of the gut feelings you can just rely on. Got there and played a couple of sick game with some folks in their golden years and it was everything that I could ask for. After that took a nice like jog through Santa Barbara which was gorgeous and decided to hit up a seafood restaurant the individuals I played with recommended. Got there and ended up sitting at a random table with 2 dudes in their 20's and these 2 random milfs, since the place was so packed we just stole a hodge podge table together. A little while later a friend of the 2 dudes came through who happened to be from Boston, so there was that east coast connection (about half the people I met during the week were east coast natives and have been living out in California for several years). The fellas then took me to this sick restaurant/bar right on the Pacific Ocean called the Boat House which was stunning. Of course gave them all mixtapes and they were bumping it on the drive to the Boat House haha sick life. After the Boat House the one dude from Boston, Adam, brought me to a friends house so I could get my last taste of some Cali herb and it was banging, more natural tasting than anything I see on the east coast. After that I went to back to Enterprise Fish Co. the restaurant where I started my night off and had an ill convo with the bartendress who happened to be from Long Island. Of course left her with a mixtape, I had to plant a few seeds while I was out there yadadamean. Probably slept for 3 hours after that and woke up at 4 AM to drive back to the Enterprise car rental in Los Angeles by 6 AM. As I pull up to the rental return window I see our neighbor from 2 years ago who always loved our music, and the crazy part was my mind had just ran across him minutes before that, coincidence I think not, just the power of thought and the mind in my opinion. Got to LAX and decided to give up the seat on my flight for a voucher for another flight, so it couldn't have worked out better. Got on the plane and engaged in the most stimulating conversation I've had in a long time with the lady next to me about life. Everything that had been on my mind for the past couple of months was all brought up just through the course of natural dialogue. Almost as if the woman had been stalking my thoughts for the past couple of months. California was amazing and I loved it and I would definitely consider moving out there one day to just slow things down, but there's no better feeling than returning to your HOME. All in all...Californicated.
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Angry Blogger 1
Corey and I have been meaning to kick off this angry blogger shit, but we've just been super peaceful recently and haven't felt the need to rant about anything. Right now, im sitting in my 3 hour forensic anthro class and im livid! I need that rant so here goes..
'Fuck wack rappers' is a common phrase round here, but right now im saying 'fuck wack professors.' Im paying, I should say, borrowing ridiculous sums of money every semester to get a good education at Hofstra University. I was fortunate enough to have been accepted with several scholarships that help to ease the pain, but as most of us are aware of, these loans are gonna stick with me for years to come. I understand that the best investment you can make is in yourself, so I don't stress too much about it while im here. However when I feel that my money is going to waste, it gets to me, I feel the pain in my stomach, and right now I feel like hurling my overpriced, coliseum beef and barley soup all over the projector.
This professor is god-awful. She barely knows how to pronounce the majority of terms that she skips breezily through as she teaches exclusively from powerpoint. slides, scratch that, she falls short of teaching, merely giving slight supplements to the vague slides she hurries through and then expecting us to learn the rest from our books. Im broke, I didn't get the books, my fault, I know, but when im doing an inclass activity and I ask for your help on how to measure a humerus bone, and you're my professor, you don't tell me to look in the book, you get your fat ass up, come over and show me hands-on how to measure that shit. I mean, I know the book is necessary to supplement the class lessons with further necessary knowledge, but when im payin a couple thousand yuckos for your time in this blooodclott class, when I ask for your help, you better fuckin help me! If it were the other way, as the professor seems to see it, I could have just spent a hundred on the book, taught myself (which is ultimately what we have to do in this shithole) and saved myself the time and money and all the pain that goes along with losing either one if not both.
I know you might be thinking 'if you're so worried about wasting your time and money, why are you blogging in class?'' first of all, fuck you hahaha nah, but seriously I feel like im doing more for myself and my life by getting this shit off my chest right now. Otherwise im listening to this woman blabber about what she barely knows for 3 hours, when in the end I will have to teach myself. Also, everytime I look at this 'doctor' I can vividly imagine my borrowed money carelessly floating down and bursting into intense, fleeting flames and settling into the nothingness that permeates this proLesser's measly mind. Time to raise some hell and take my eductaion back out of her flubbering hands. Thanks for listening people.
Angry blogger out
Peace and love
-W
'Fuck wack rappers' is a common phrase round here, but right now im saying 'fuck wack professors.' Im paying, I should say, borrowing ridiculous sums of money every semester to get a good education at Hofstra University. I was fortunate enough to have been accepted with several scholarships that help to ease the pain, but as most of us are aware of, these loans are gonna stick with me for years to come. I understand that the best investment you can make is in yourself, so I don't stress too much about it while im here. However when I feel that my money is going to waste, it gets to me, I feel the pain in my stomach, and right now I feel like hurling my overpriced, coliseum beef and barley soup all over the projector.
This professor is god-awful. She barely knows how to pronounce the majority of terms that she skips breezily through as she teaches exclusively from powerpoint. slides, scratch that, she falls short of teaching, merely giving slight supplements to the vague slides she hurries through and then expecting us to learn the rest from our books. Im broke, I didn't get the books, my fault, I know, but when im doing an inclass activity and I ask for your help on how to measure a humerus bone, and you're my professor, you don't tell me to look in the book, you get your fat ass up, come over and show me hands-on how to measure that shit. I mean, I know the book is necessary to supplement the class lessons with further necessary knowledge, but when im payin a couple thousand yuckos for your time in this blooodclott class, when I ask for your help, you better fuckin help me! If it were the other way, as the professor seems to see it, I could have just spent a hundred on the book, taught myself (which is ultimately what we have to do in this shithole) and saved myself the time and money and all the pain that goes along with losing either one if not both.
I know you might be thinking 'if you're so worried about wasting your time and money, why are you blogging in class?'' first of all, fuck you hahaha nah, but seriously I feel like im doing more for myself and my life by getting this shit off my chest right now. Otherwise im listening to this woman blabber about what she barely knows for 3 hours, when in the end I will have to teach myself. Also, everytime I look at this 'doctor' I can vividly imagine my borrowed money carelessly floating down and bursting into intense, fleeting flames and settling into the nothingness that permeates this proLesser's measly mind. Time to raise some hell and take my eductaion back out of her flubbering hands. Thanks for listening people.
Angry blogger out
Peace and love
-W
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Estelle and C-4

It's all LOVE but Just in case you forgot, Hofstra, The C-4 squadron and the MOVEMENT Run shit around here! Shouts to all the other competitors who came through and did their thing at the competition last thursday. It was a fun night with a lot of good music and in the end when they announced the winner, of course the 4 kings were crowned and we will be opening for Estelle tomorrow, Monday feb 23 8pm at Hofstra USA. Come through and support us! And not to forget...MAJOR shout outs to everyone in the movement who came on thursday and helped us get that spot rockin! PEACE
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Jazz. . . So influential
Yesterday was a good day, aside from the good vibes of the movement and the ground hog foreshadowing change by taking a bite out of the system (Bloomberg specifically)Ha! But i got the opportunity to check out some live music. I recommend every one check out some live music at some point in their lives. The vibrations emitted from the instruments can resonate through the soul and bring divine inspiration I SWEAR!!!
Jazz is such a sick art form there's one specific style called Avantgarde, excuse the misspelling, where each section of the set plays completly sporadic and improvised. Its Freedom in its purest form, No adherance to rythm or beat, truly disciplined freedom.
C.Write Krills
Jazz is such a sick art form there's one specific style called Avantgarde, excuse the misspelling, where each section of the set plays completly sporadic and improvised. Its Freedom in its purest form, No adherance to rythm or beat, truly disciplined freedom.
C.Write Krills
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Violence destroys
So we know everyone was souped for the show on the sixth, but we just heard news that a senseless fight broke out at the spot, B. Stone the other night; a cop was hit in the foray and apparently, the club has since been shut down. Our peoples at Team Vicious are currently looking for another venue, so as soon as we have something locked down, we'll let you all know the time and place. Stay tuned, stay informed and stay sensible. This is just another instance of violence and violent acts by egotistic idiots destroying the possibility for future positivity. WE ALL NEED TO GET SMART AND START LEARNING TO BUILD WITH ONE ANOTHER PEOPLE!! I tell no lie I boost no war. Peace and LOVE!
-W.
-W.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Mixtape Movements
So yeah, we know there's been tentative dates set for the next mixtape to drop, and yeah, those dates have not been met, but listen, since there's so much anticipation for this project and since it is our definitive masterpiece to date, we are in no rush to put out anything less than epic and we still have a few tracks to finish and touch up before we can put the final product together. I'd say the mixtape is about 93.5% complete and our MC engineer extraordinaire Alpha is currently wrapping up his final verses while mixing all the tracks to make them sound smoooove as butta. IN this picture, you see Aphillyated and Alpha scribing their verses for the final track on the disc. The song's called survival and it's lyrical manslaughter over an insanely intricate beat blessed by my dude Felli, AKA Keenan Fel. This kid is on some whole other inventive shit with his sound and it's absolutely refreshing to hear, so check him out on myspace and see why we're in a different realm these days. Other than that, No more release dates but its coming so soon you should really just stop worrying, Prepare 4 The C-Sons and know that when they arrive, your worlds will never be the same. This shit is EPIC people! Peace & Love
-W
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Team Vicious and C-4 Movement

The Mystical minds of the Movement will be tearing shit down as we squad up with Team Vicious for a performance and afterparty on Friday, February 6th. Come through, celebrate and hear all new music from the C-4 camp as well as Special Guests Performances by: Young Menace, Nikko, and DJ Sets all night long. Hope to see you there. Details are as follow
Place: B.stone (121 Fulton St & Nassau st ny,ny 10038)\
take trains: 2,3,4,5 to Fulton St or A,C,J,M,Z to Broadway-Nassau st
Concert Time: 8:30pm
Party Time: 10:00pm-4am
adv tix: $10
18 to Party 21 to Drink
Cheap drinks all night!
Music By: Dj Scoop"The party Lifesaver"
Dj ME a.k.a "The main Event"
Headache
Mr.Gyaliss "The voice of queens"
Photography by: www.jiggytime.com/Team Vicious Photo group
www.myspace.com/c4movement
www.myspace.com/djhylite718
www.myspace.com/1djme
www.myspace.com/bronx2harlem
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Chase the book with the documentary
So some local up and comming videographers chose to do a peice on yours truly. Take a look, see if you can learn something about us that you previously didn't know. Shit is pretty hot though. Remember prepare for the C-Son!!!. Peace and Love.
C.Write.Krills a.k.a Aphillyated
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Emptiness- Tao Te Ching
"The life which is unexamined is not worth living"
-Socrates
Today is tuesday, the 13th day of the New Year and while we are gearing up for the 9:00 show at the Annex in NYC tomorrow, we're also taking the time to question life and the mental construction of perceived realities which govern our society.
We here at the movement would like to encourage everyone to join us for the sake of yourselves and to read, examine, converse about, and question the eternal, intuitive energy that we call life and also our concepts of reality, that is to say, observed "life" filtered through the imagination of the individual and interpreted to the cohesion of the collective.
We feel it is important to think, or more accurately, to identify with the incessant streams of thoughts in our heads and to guide those rivers towards the vast sea of understanding and knowledge and ultimately, past the surface and into the infinite depths of being. If you take everything at face value, accepting the common, constructed consensus of reality, how can you be in control of your life if you don't even control your own interpretation of that life. Wake up from your naps people. SHouts to the homie Navpreet Tung, it's been too long my dude.
My present stream of thought flows like so: The structure stands to support content. The content of those structures varies and no two are completely identical. The tallest structure with the greatest content is perceived to be the most powerful, but ultimately, all structures are unstable. Content is important but superfluous, for what will you have left when your structure eventually crumbles?
Let it marinate.
And also, I just bought the Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu. It is translated as the "book of the way and it's power" and it is profoundly beautiful in the simplicity and depth of it's texts. I encourage everyone to find this book at some point in your lives and to read it with an open mind. It could change the way you see the world if you let it. Here is an excerpt discussing the importance of emptiness. It speaks to space-consciousness as opposed to our usual object-consciousness and it's SO REAL!
We put thirty spokes together and call it a wheel;
But it is on the space where there is nothing that the usefulness of the wheel depends.
We turn clay to make a vessel;
But it is on the space where there is nothing that the usefulness of the vessel depends.
We pierce doors and windows to make a house;
And it is on these spaces where there is nothing that the usefulness of the house depends.
Therefore just as we take advantage of what is, we should recognize the usefulness of what is not.
And let that marinate until you come to the show tomorrow! Be there or be elsewhere but wherever you are, just be PEACE!
-A.WEBSTER
-Socrates
Today is tuesday, the 13th day of the New Year and while we are gearing up for the 9:00 show at the Annex in NYC tomorrow, we're also taking the time to question life and the mental construction of perceived realities which govern our society.
We here at the movement would like to encourage everyone to join us for the sake of yourselves and to read, examine, converse about, and question the eternal, intuitive energy that we call life and also our concepts of reality, that is to say, observed "life" filtered through the imagination of the individual and interpreted to the cohesion of the collective.
We feel it is important to think, or more accurately, to identify with the incessant streams of thoughts in our heads and to guide those rivers towards the vast sea of understanding and knowledge and ultimately, past the surface and into the infinite depths of being. If you take everything at face value, accepting the common, constructed consensus of reality, how can you be in control of your life if you don't even control your own interpretation of that life. Wake up from your naps people. SHouts to the homie Navpreet Tung, it's been too long my dude.
My present stream of thought flows like so: The structure stands to support content. The content of those structures varies and no two are completely identical. The tallest structure with the greatest content is perceived to be the most powerful, but ultimately, all structures are unstable. Content is important but superfluous, for what will you have left when your structure eventually crumbles?
Let it marinate.
And also, I just bought the Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu. It is translated as the "book of the way and it's power" and it is profoundly beautiful in the simplicity and depth of it's texts. I encourage everyone to find this book at some point in your lives and to read it with an open mind. It could change the way you see the world if you let it. Here is an excerpt discussing the importance of emptiness. It speaks to space-consciousness as opposed to our usual object-consciousness and it's SO REAL!
We put thirty spokes together and call it a wheel;
But it is on the space where there is nothing that the usefulness of the wheel depends.
We turn clay to make a vessel;
But it is on the space where there is nothing that the usefulness of the vessel depends.
We pierce doors and windows to make a house;
And it is on these spaces where there is nothing that the usefulness of the house depends.
Therefore just as we take advantage of what is, we should recognize the usefulness of what is not.
And let that marinate until you come to the show tomorrow! Be there or be elsewhere but wherever you are, just be PEACE!
-A.WEBSTER
Monday, December 22, 2008
No Breaks for Break
Whats good to all the Gods, Earths, Suns, and Moons out there. Hoping everyone's breaks are going well so far and the report cards aren't too bad to show to your rents. Just because it's winter break doesn't mean The Movements decelerating one bit. We tend to get scattered across the globe every now and then, but as the distance increases between us and you (our beloved fans in this crusade to consecrate the conscious and combat the conflict against coexistence) the music will bring us all closer. I know we're overdue so keep your ears tuned for weekly additions to the myspace beginning the top of the year to give u a taste of the new product. The original December release had to be scrapped because of a few issues...mainly you the fans! We gotta make sure we don't disappoint and trust us that when it's all said and done any gripes will be quelled.
On a side note has anyone ever wondered where they (the preverbal they) get the names for the fonts on your computer from? Well I decided to google (funny how that has become a verb) Trebuchet, the font I'm typing with. It turns out it's practically the Atomic Bomb of the Middle Ages. It is a catapult that would hurl stones continuously to FUCK UP YOUR CASTLE WALLS SON! Anyways just thought I'd hurl that info at you to try to shake up your defenses. Hope I was able to breach your barricades of thought. You know what they say you learn something new everyday. Salaam!
-Alpha
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Samantha

It's finals week for all us college students, but somewhere between the books and bussle we still find time to bless the mic with that 'mystical mastery making matters mean nought...' and it sounds so good people! Today, the sexy songstress Samantha strolled through and seared some sintilating vocals on a couple tasty jams that'll be blessing your ear bellies in the new year to come. Sam is truly talented, she learns quickly and sounds incredible and you should peep more of her music here on myspace. She's a real cool cat and of course, she's absolutely gorgeous so you better watch out for this one people! SHouts to Alpha the Monster, hammerin' that lab work home for the holidays, and everyone else at Hofstra and all over the map puttin those late night hours in to make those grades gravy. We see you! Oh, and one more thing, We really truly love OBAma but, Mike Gluck For PRESIDENT!!! HA Holla at us!
GET READY FOR THE MOVEMENT
PEACE
LOVE
-W
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Renewed Vigor!
So we've decided to create more of an internet presence this go around. . it's crazy because you wouldn't think we'd have to. . i mean we crush cyphers, crush tracks, crush shows and any other subsequent form of promotion (you should be nodding in agreement right about now). . Why are we not everyones favorite Hip-Hop group right now? I know! t's because "Prepare for the C-son" isn't yet. (HA!) yea its gonna be a mixtape of mythical proportions . . . "now can you see the phoenix. . "
-C.Write.Krills-
-C.Write.Krills-
Hello hello hello
is there anybody in there?
just nod if you can hear me,
is there anyone home?
The minds behind the movement have been silently simmering since the summer, slicing deep lines into thick drum slabs, preparing 4 the C-sons, and understanding life through the lense of space consciousness. The simmer has reached a roaring boil and the Godly grails shall soon runneth over to nourish the malnutritioned minds controlled by consumerism and media manipulation. Disk dropping soon...
Until then..
1. Prepare 4 the C-Son
2. Read A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle
3. Spread Love
Love Spread back! PEACE
just nod if you can hear me,
is there anyone home?
The minds behind the movement have been silently simmering since the summer, slicing deep lines into thick drum slabs, preparing 4 the C-sons, and understanding life through the lense of space consciousness. The simmer has reached a roaring boil and the Godly grails shall soon runneth over to nourish the malnutritioned minds controlled by consumerism and media manipulation. Disk dropping soon...
Until then..
1. Prepare 4 the C-Son
2. Read A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle
3. Spread Love
Love Spread back! PEACE
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