Archive for the ‘blaqstarr’ Tag

FROM NOW ON YOU’LL BE ADDING SECRET SAUCE TO YOUR SETS   1 comment

What is Secret Sauce? Who is Secret Sauce? Are talking about Big Mac McDonalds hamburgers? No. We are talking about people. People from Kansas City. If you pay only a bit of attention to the moombah scene you know who the fuck we talkin about: Brent Tactic, DJ B-Stee and DJ Archi. If you were fast enough you probably already heard a tune from these motherfuckers. Remember Jon Kwest’s Lighter compilation of remixed drum & bass tunes that old irrelevant producers got their granny panties in a twist about? Well they did a remix of Doc Scott up in that bitch (the dude whose panties were most in a twist). Now they got a fucking soundcloud, and some big support from those clever fucks at Vamos Promo. Even Richard Branson pulled a special stunt for theit grand launch today:

I celebrate the launch of Secret Sauce like this. So should you. Buy my space trips.

So what the fuck do you do now? You go grab their 2 FREE tracks after the jump and you can get the track those drum and bass fatcats didn’t want you to hear. LET’S GO!

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FRIDAY FUCKFEST   1 comment

Fuck yeah! We’re lazy cunts. We’re too busy smoking ganja joints and drinking beer drinks. We like to enjoy life instead of sitting in front of our computer to entertain you. Entertain yourselves. Jerk off or touch your clitorises depending on what you have. Make a song. Who knows. Maybe you have the next Who Let the Dogs out in your head or Gangster’s Paradise?

You could be like us

We dare any of you to try to be more successful than the Baha Men. Here’s your fucking music. Shut up. We’re tired. The weekend only begins now and we are already fucked. We’re going to jail. TUNES AFTER THAT JUMP CUNTS:

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THE SOUND THAT FUCKS THE CRADLE   Leave a comment

There are so many songs in the world that sometimes we just want to go crazy. It’s like American Beauty except it should be called Canadian Beauty and it should star us instead of Kevin Spacey and some has-beens (or just all has-beens). Whatever. Relax. Play some music. Do a line of blow off a breast. Take a chill pill. Take a fuck pill like the viagras. Want some tunes? THEY’RE AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP PERVERTS!

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YOU FUCKED THE SOUNDCLOUDS   6 comments

BOOOOOOOYYYAAAAAHHHHHHH! This is William Gary Busey here but you can call me Billy Busey or better yet Gary Busey but don’t call me late for dinner. Get it? That’s a total laugh out loud. You know? Internet speak? The Walmer Conveniences blog has asked me to tweet to you the music that moves the soul within my body. Have you ever listened to music before? It sticks the penis of sound into your ears and and makes you have feelings. The sound then ejaculates into you senses and impregnates your body with music. This is called rhythm. Do you get it? When the baby of feelings is born, that’s when you know the song really hit you. Will you have the baby of these songs? Does your brain have ovaries? Science. I’m not gay. LISTEN TO THEM AFTER THE JUMP:

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SORRY BUT BLAQSTARR IS NO LONGER THAT GREAT   Leave a comment

This song is boring. It sounds low-fi but for no reason. The suck from M.I.A. has been rubbing off on this guy. Where did you go?

Posted March 23, 2011 by walmerconvenience in Uncategorized

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DO THE SOUNDCLOUDS CONTAIN RAIN?   1 comment

Excuse me there assfucks but I’m wondering if I could talk to you today about the soundclouds I found in your mom’s vagina the other day after me and her had been on a date and things had started to get a little “interesting” if you know what I mean. Oh, yes. Sorry. My name is Optimus Gerhard Prime. Your mother is the first woman I have laid with since immigrating here from Transformistan. Before I become your new father, I thought we could bond over those soundclouds. Let’s grab a ball and some gloves and throw it around and listen to some music like a family AFTER THE JUMP…

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Obviously you are going to this paintball tournament…   Leave a comment

Blaqstarr – Oh My Darling (Blaqstarr Raw Version) (zshare)

When you were watching The Wire you were always telling yourself that you would love to step into that world. You were like “I wanna shoot Snoop in the face.” Now you can, with paint. And what better music to get you pumped then Blaqstarr? No, not these guys:

Their career is over. We’re talking about the producer from Bmore who has been slowly working his way to the top for the last few years. Blaqstarr is fresh. Black Star’s expiry date was sometime during 2003. 2003 BC. They helped the Egyptians build the pyramids. Not like Stringer Bell. This is how he rolls, ragga style:

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