We grew up in L.A. We knew cats that used to hang off of freeway signs and catch tags, so our role models weren’t dudes with mullets who wore varsity jackets and drank Coors Light. Art was everywhere around us. We made the choice to vocalize ours.
There’s no one path. You really could be discovered rapping at Starbucks. But if you want to go the route of annoying everyone on social media that can be effective too. You really have to be a telemarketer when it comes to this music shit. Bombard people with your songs. It’s the only way.
Sometimes being drunk or nervous (mostly the former) fucked us off. But when we became the mature fellows we are now, we stop leaning on the alcohol to give us confidence. We just started to believe in our ability to rock a show.
We did Warped Tour a few years back. The rap acts were pretty marginalized at the time. We might as well have been rapping in the parking lot. But was it a bad experience? Not in the least. We sold a lot of merch to people who weren’t even hip hop heads because we were persistent.
The upgrade would actually be having a studio. But someday, someday it will happen…
Being an attorney or an architect, or something boring like that.
A duet with Barbara Streisand.
Peace to Waes One up in Oakland. Our homies Da Stig and Philm One for coming with them loops. And our families who always supported us on our musical path.
