Happy St. Patrick's Day: Black Irish Edition

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HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY FROM THE B.O.P. (We must have some Irish blood in us somewhere?)



Here is a bit of background on the song from the artist, followed by the download.

A few notes on this song’s creation. If you’ve listened to NO CLEARANCE, then you’ve probably recognized the Duj’s affinity for holiday tunes. Well this beer-drinking, parade-watching day seemed lonely, so we had to give it an anthem. St. Patrick’s Day also happens to be my birthday, so I’ve seen it all the way from green cupcakes in school to alcohol poisoning at the parade.

When thinking about what the concept for the track would be, I kept remembering the term “Black Irish”. Now all that really means is an Irishman with Black hair, but it definitely got me thinking about flipping the term differently. Taylormade hit us with a beat that he had produced a while back. The bagpipes and funky bassline were exactly the backdrop we’d needed to get this song going. After telling Rhet & Mas about the idea on Saturday, I got a call from Apex excitedly telling me that he was having a brainstorm. Apex is the Duj’s resident actual-factual Irishman, so of course I had to listen to this idea. “Yo, I’ve got the perfect title for this song…it should be called Black Irish”, he said. “It already is,” I replied. This synchronicity seems to happen a lot in the world of Dujeous, and when it does…it usually means we’re on the right track.

Ape, Mas, Rhet, and I recorded the song Sunday night in Harlem at Mas D’s crib, over a perfect smorgasbord of Popeye’s & Guinness Stout. Before we arrived, Mas D had written his own version of an Irish drinking song that he wanted to incorporate into the recording somehow. We all agreed that it wouldn’t be right to record an Irish drinking song without getting drunk first, and so it began. 5 hours later, I had finished engineering my 1st session ever (sorry for the distortion, D!), and nearly every surface was covered with those brown glass bottles that we know so well. Ape came through with the hook, and we even managed to get D’s long-lost Uncle Schamus on the adlibs at the end. And so in honor of St. Patrick’s day…BLACK IRISH.

Black Irish-Dujeous

Thanks to Dujeous Twitter for the update!!!

-The B.O.P.

PARTY TIME: FRIDAY THE 13th

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IT IS HIGHLY SUGGESTED THAT YOU WEAR COSTUMES TO THE PARTY but they are optional.

We will be Celebrating the great day of FRIDAY THE 13th in style at the Tricky Ricky Lounge. 3 things to look for at this party will be...

1: DRINKING

2: THE STANKY LEG

3: SWAG SURFIN

"We get it in, it's going down, we go hard, we get money then respect, our swag is on overload!"


TAGLINE: I HOPE YOU WEREN'T PLANNING ON GETTING LUCKY TONIGHT.


-The B.O.P.

New Years Rappin'

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It being a new year The B.O.P only saw it fitting to make resolutions, but what could we do to switch things up a bit from your normal new years resolution? Since The B.O.P is located in Portland and entirely white (or, at least, we each have a good portion of white blood in us) we decided to go with something that is very close to Portlanders and white people alike: rap lyrics.

Each of us chose our New Years Resolution and it's translation in relation to our lives.


Cam:
I wake up to get my cake up!

--Get up for work earlier.
This one's actually a lot better than it sounds, he wakes up for work anywhere between 7 am and 10:30...

Dane:
Yes I do it big, call me lil astronomical, Weezy F. Baby and the F is for PHenomenal

--Keep doin' what I'm doin'.
I couldn't have said it better myself...

Ira:
Eh yo them {expletive deleted} from the 3-2, said I can’t breeze through
the forty if I cop bottles, we can’t believe you.
Me who? Please boo. Landin’ in that G2,
Same color as beef stew, favorite letters; GQ.
That’s me, true. peace blue, Hebrew
Lawyer on my side keep me out of jail to fee stoop, skeet whoo,
but it might lead to, that R2-D2, the mobsters creep through.

--Initially I was stumped, so I typed "ignorant rap lyrics" into Google and this is what it came up with. I don't think there is any search that will more directly link you to matching content than this. What it says about me, I dunno. I like R2-D2 and GQ, but I dislike beef stew and marginally dislike forty's, so I dunno...

JT:
and I got'em nauseous, we be in Ferraris, the cars with the horses
Last year I got Porsche Money this year Ferrari Money

--JT chose a different lyric, but had it vetoed by the rest of The B.O.P. (plus I deleted it from my phone...), so as a result he's gotta get that Ferrari money.

Keith:
standing at my podium, trying to watch my sodium

-- be the best Keith I can be.

Nick:
I'ma buy cars, I'ma get clothes, I'ma rock jewels, I'ma fuck ho's,
I'ma smoke weed, Got a lotta drank, steppin out gator, coca-cola mink

--Well...I think this one is pretty self explanatory. Buy cars, buy clothes, buy jewelry ( among other stuff) and have intercourse with women who are likely to unleash multiple STD's upon you. Sounds like a pretty good year to me.

--Ira

2008 had it closin'

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The B.O.P New Year's plans were thrown totally a muck until hours before the party. With the idea of holding it at a friend's beach house slipping away we turned to the official basement of The B.O.P: Nick's Basement.


Two patrons cloud a picture of an epic night of beer pong. Ira played well and Dane just may have got his powers back from the Monstars.

Dominique gets A-rab money while an onlooker turns away in disgust.

Dane-rab money. More disgusted onlookers.

Keep the Cookstal poppin.

Woahohohoah guys!



No hate (here comes the hate..), but he's got a Han Solo X Eastern Bloc look to him tonight. I kinda like it.


Dane's Gangasta Grillz Vol.487,690

"Ooooooooooooh
Pop Champagne"

"Ooooooooooooh
Pop Champagne"

"Ooooooooooooh
We Pop Champagne"

"Ooooooooooooh
We Pop Champagne"

Though Nick was somewhere in the middle of the Pacific ocean, Keith was confident that Nick would be able to attend via teleconference. Hannah was skeptical.

BOPIV.com (Foreshadowing?)

Eyelash extensions can get you anything.

Wait for it...

As the official last day of 2008, the 31st should have known it had it comin...


B.O.P out.

Play-by-play--Ira
Images--Keith

Happy Holidays & Happy New Year!

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Here's to wishing you some good fortune ahead!


- THE B.O.P.

REPEAL DAY!!!!

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On this glorious Friday, we will be celebrating the 75th Anniversary of Repeal Day, when the 18th Amendment was no more and hooliganry was able to continue on forever.

WHO: You
WHAT: Alcohol
WHERE: The Basement.
WHEN: 9 PM.



RECAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Molly reads the poem she wrote for me in front of everyone. How sweet. Had something to do with violets and red roses or somethin.

Fellas.

Go Team!

I see what you did there!

Undefeated for the night. Good effort Jenna.

This is just creepy as hell.





Girlies.

My man lookin near homeless.

Steppin out!

Did y'all really do the Capt. Morgan?

Brendon....way to rep the Mink & a Sleep Beer...



Ian...where's your gotdamn flannel!!!?

Was this when the freestylin started? I totally missed this.....

"Dis is da TeaKeTTLE Dance. Comin your way Summer '09. Every club USA!!1!" - A.Powers


"There's only condiments and beer. What the hell does Nick eat?"




images_Keith

(And Cam...who deleted all the sexual good ones)

- Nick