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Old Macklemore Songs You Can Download For Free

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Direct download links to all the Macklemore & Ryan Lewis songs that I have been able to find free downloads for. Not to say you shouldn’t look him up on iTunes and buy his songs, because he is an independent rapper meaning he gets no money from a record label, meaning he is fucking awesome.

Language Of My World (2005): 

The Magic

Love Song

I Said Hey

Claiming The City

The Unplanned Mixtape (2009):

The Town

And We Danced

The vs. REDUX (2010):

Otherside

Singles:

Make The Money (Also re-released on The Heist)

Wings (Also re-released on The Heist)

Victory Lap (Released after winning XXL Freshman of the Year)

Features:

Blazin’ High – Tony Williams feat. Wale, Emilio Rojas & Macklemore

The full discography (not including The Heist) can be listened to here on this Bandcamp page, or on iTunes where you can find tons of other songs that aren’t Thrift Shop. As always, if the links are broken let me know.

Stream of Consciousness From Miami to Charlotte

With few edits, this is what I wrote on the notes app of my iPhone. Thought I’d share since I would have shared it anyways had I not been on an airplane. Although, I would not have written it had I not been on an airplane. So these are some rare thoughts, my friends. Whatever that means.

Whenever I get on a plane I get the strongest urges to start tweeting about things but I can’t use my 3G. Why, world, why? I wish I could attach pictures to notes because I would attach one of this massive Reese’s wrapper ball that I have amassed.

Also Jared Evan is a beast in the music game and is extremely underrated.

I also find if funny how I [create] these wild stream of consciousness notes while I fly. The other thing that I find wild is the fact that I can type almost perfectly on this but when I send text messages I mistype every other word.

I wonder what the Reese’s peanut butter filling recipe is because I would love to have that. I find it easier to sit next to strangers on a plane so I don’t feel obligated to share my chocolate. I am a greedy chocolate bitch.

I have seen more Botox in the Miami airport than I ever have anywhere else.

I just read over the rap I wrote on the flight home for thanksgiving and I honestly think that if I took rap lessons I could be a pretty legitimate rapper. I’d be the female version of Dylan Owen I believe.

I want to live in New York City. And I would absolutely love to visit Seattle some time in the near future, please and thank you universe.

Reese’s refuse to come clean from their wrappers. So frustrating.

The girl next to me is judging the shit out I my Reese’s eating I just know it.

Is ginger ale the drink of a basic bitch or an adventurous sophisticated bitch? I have yet to tell.

I’m 21 years old and I have never peed on an airplane or a bus. I have peed on a train an that was a terrible experience that has kept me from ever peeing on a bathroom in a vehicle that is used to transport people. On this note, maybe being a rapper isn’t the job for me because I would have to be on a tour bus (if I was famous enough of course) and I would have to pee in the toilet [on the bus]. Come to think of it, I think I have peed on a toilet on a ferry before which I thought was terrifying and I would avoid it at all costs if possible.

Honestly there has to be a job out there that would allow me to do shit like this on a daily basis. Listening to music, traveling around, and writing down my thoughts and possibly rap songs. I swear I will find it and I will have the type of job people are jealous of. That is my goal. Not to make people jealous, but to do something that people would strive to be able to do.

I hope the kiwis are having a good flight.

Also on a side note Elise gets to chase the sunset on her flight home. Jealous. I wish I was going west with how pretty this sunset it.

I refuse to eat another Reese until my ginger ale comes.

Why would you ever order tomato juice if there is no vodka, tabasco sauce, and a stick of celery to go in it??

Jared Evan is SERIOUSLY (italics) the most underrated rap artist I know. I would tweet and Facebook that, that’s how serious I am. Meg Myers for female singer because I guess Jared is a singer too.

Unorthodox like Basquiat with the pencil. Macklemore said that in a rap song once.

So This Happened…

Basically in the past week plus a few days I have been busy as hell. In the best of ways though, because everything after Friday Dec. 6th has been in celebration of finals being over. I don’t really care to go into great detail because there has been SOO MUCH STUFF, but this is what has happened since the end of finals:

12/7 – Shopped on Bardstown road, recieved early Christmas gift of Holga Lomography camera, ate homemade hummus, and learned that possibly half the Jewish population might have had syphilis over 200 years ago. I am refraining from citing the source of this information in order to save embarrassment from a certain individual.

12/8 – erged 10 by 500m pieces, drove to Chicago, saw Hoodie Allen concert(!!), ate pizza, partied with the band. Ya know, typical Saturday night. The concert was amazing by the way, as always.

12/9 – awoke in Chicago, ate continental breakfast, bade farewell to our friends, embarked on our 5 hour journey back to Louisville.

12/10 – lazed around all day trying to come down from concert high with little success.

12/11 – received amazing/devastating news that I won a contest to see an exclusive Macklemore show in the Youtube office in the Google building in New York City! The devastating part came when I realized that I am in Louisville. But then after a lot of hemming and hawing and finally realizing that you only live once, and with the help of my wonderful mother (and her gift of frequent flier miles) I…

12/12 – …booked a flight to New York City for the following day.

12/13 – arrived at the airport at 6am for my impromptu NYC trip. When I got to NYC, I got on a bus and the driver let me on for free (so nice!), then transfered to a subway, and finally arrived in the Chelsea Market area. I walked around, saw the sights, sat in Starbucks… ENTER RYAN LEWIS. He just walked into Starbucks and was chilling! So I met him. Then the show happened. It was phenominal. Then, I rushed back to the airport to head back to Louisville. Sad face.

12/14 – woke up still concert high again, went out and got my first roll of film developed from my Holga camera, then I prepared for our departure to Miami. Got on the bus in Louisville…

12/15 – …woke up in Florida.

Between then and now we have been training in this warm, sunny place sweating our butts off and suffering from baby hand blisters. However, hooray for dolphin sightings, warm blue waters, and palm tree sunsets!

Also, hooray for having been in four different cities all in one week. I think the thing I learned from this week is to go for the gold, seize the moment, and live for now. With all the things that have happened in the last week, I would consider myself pretty damn lucky! If the world really does end on the 12/21 at least I will have had made it back to the original homeland in Connecticut to see my family and I can die a happy girl. Of course, if it doesn’t, (and it won’t) I am going to continue living this life that makes other people jealous (or so I am told), and naturally I wouldn’t trade it for a thing!

I think this song is perfectly appropriate for this moment you are probably having while reading this, plus it fits my mood right now, which is basically why I am posting it. So enjoy the ginger dreadlocks of Newton Faulkner.

Does Your iTunes Suck?

Is it full of old songs that you’ve played too much? Are you too lazy to look up new music? Is your recently added playlist empty? Is it full of Ke$ha? Do you even like music?

If you answered yes to more than one of these questions, then the following is definitely for you. I’ve created a compilation of links to some music I’m currently into and organized them in a relatively neat fashion, so go make your headphones and ears happy again. Some is new, some is old, but it’s all good. A lot of these are FREE. Like, LEGALLY FREE. So no reason not to at least check it out!

* are direct downloads, meaning when you click the link, it will automatically download to your computer.

Indie-Rap and Hip Hop 

The Heist (album deluxe edition) by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis ($12)

One Night (EP) by Timeflies ($4)

The 4th Chapter (album) by Jared Evan * [or support for $8]

Must Be Nice (mixtape) by G-Eazy *

The Endless Summer (mixtape) by G-Eazy

Traphouse Rock (album) by Kids These Days *

Nights Like These (album) by Outasight ($8)

Leap Year (mixtape) by Hoodie Allen *

Hey Now (single) by Hoodie Allen *

All American (EP) by Hoodie Allen ($5)

Trapgold (mixtape) by Iggy Azalea *

Keep Your Friends Close (EP) by Dylan Owen *

Alternative, Pop and Rock

Summer of Rad (collection) by Radical Something *

Halcyon (album deluxe edition) by Ellie Goulding ($15)

Death of a Decade (album) by Ha Ha Tonka ($10)

So there are a few for now. With $54 dollars and a little bit of time, you can download the entire list if you want! Not many people have either of that lying around, but check some of them out and come back for more if you like what you heard. You see what I like, so if you have any recommendations for me, please let me know via commenting below! I love discovering music, any and all genres.

p.s. I double checked them all, but please let me know if any of the links are broken.

The Song of the Post is one by Kids These Days. This song is not on the album linked above, but I saw the video this morning and thought it was pretty artistic. The female vocals and instrumentals are my favorite.

Study Playlist

I have hand crafted a 15 song playlist to get you through at least and hour or so of studying.

Start with the Timeflies banger “Adderall and Red Bull” to get you super pumped about what you’re getting yourself into. Obviously they feel your pain. They went to Tufts. Take it slow for the next couple songs, until you get to number four where you may have to take a moment to wail the lyrics to a cover of “Don’t You Worry Child” by Kyle Armillotti. About halfway through, Aer tells you to “Keep Going” followed by some “Be Easy” by Radical Something.

I really chose these songs based off of the fact that they aren’t too upbeat or rage-tastic, therefore perfect for planting yourself in the library, but the titles are gold right now.

When you get to number 10, “Don’t Move”, Phantogram will let you know that it’s almost time to take a break, because by the time you get to 15, it will finally be “The End”, a little ballad by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis.

The best part about this, is you can download the full playlist by clicking that little down arrow button below!

Of course, don’t be fooled by the title. This playlist is also perfect for:

  • your daily commute
  • staring out the window in the office
  • lying in bed
  • doing the dishes
  • taking a shower
  • and making brownies

Good luck on finals U-Haul (the white person version of y’all).

I couldn’t not add the video that Kyle made to go along with his Swedish House Mafia cover so enjoy his moustache that accompanies his angelic voice below.

Why All Independent Artists Make It Big

Because it is finals week, I am taking a five-minute, (or 50-minute) break to write about something that means a lot more to me than Function in Movement aka HSS 390. Apologies to Professor K; but I sit in the back for a reason.

Last night, my roommate Sam and I were getting back into the car after an 8pm grocery trip and I wanted nothing more than to be back in my room writing my, “The Heist by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis with Limited Commentary by Erin Bennett” booklet to go along with the album that I burned for Ellen (shout out gurrll! I know you read this!). That long anticipated album that I had pre ordered over three months ago lived up to all my expectations and more; and the 19 song Deluxe Edition needed to be shared with the world! (And if not the world, then maybe just my circle of friends.)

The Heist has been in my headphones basically every day since it’s release on October 9, 2012. In fact I am listening to it right this second. Because of this, I was not surprised to be listening to “Thrift Shop” when I got in the car. However, it only took me a second to realize that it was the radio coming through the speakers. Specifically, a station that plays a lot of halfway decent (a stretch), overplayed, pop-songs that we all sing every word to regardless of how much we hate them.

I progressively started to get more excited about this as I was telling Sam about how awesome it is that Macklemore (Ben Haggerty) has worked at this craft for thousands of hours, possibly even Ten Thousand Hours, and his hard work that I diligently follow on Twitter, Facebook, and Tumblr is finally paying off.

All I could think is that hundreds of people are listening to “Thrift Shop” right now, and they are probably Shazam-ing on their phones, trying to figure out who the hell this dude is, rapping about his green gator shoes.

After all this time, and it should be noted that Macklemore has been making music since 2000, his message is getting out there to the public ear. The ears of people who might not even know the name of any other independent rapper except for Mac Miller. (As a side note, I find it funny that I was explaining Macklemore to someone once, and they misheard me thinking I was pronouncing Mac Miller wrong. No, person. Mac Miller, the 20-year-old millionaire indie rapper who began in 2007 at age 15, is quite different than Macklemore.)

Anyhow, this got me to thinking about the catch-22 that some indie fans face when their favorite artists make it big time. On the one hand, it’s an amazing feeling to see someone who you look up to grow and become noticed for the art that they have been slaving away at for the sole purpose of entertaining their fans. This is true passion, my friends.

An artist who is releasing music without the guarantee that it will be heard just has to have an obsession for it. There is just no way that one can spend that much time on something without the drive and appreciation for their art. I have much respect for someone who can carefully grow his fan base for twelve years without nation-wide recognition or radio play. Not only that, but to continue to make something as increasingly beautiful and moving as Macklemore has is pure talent.

As we all know, radio stations will generally only play the popular, catchy singles off an album. Apparently “Thrift Shop” generated enough worldwide popularity (as it has sat in the number 1 spot in the New Zealand charts, among others, for quite some time now) to be recognized as radio worthy in the United States. Hm. What a great opportunity for him to become recognized! Hopefully listeners will go home and Spotify the album, become familiar with the other songs and realize that Macklemore is more than just this amazing single. Yay! The mainstream life ain’t all that bad!

However… the thing that drives me nuts is when people literally only know ‘that one song’ on the radio that makes them just lovveeee the artist. Oh yea? Your love seems deep. REALLY DEEP. To avoid sounding like a pretentious asshole, I am just going to say if you’re about to call me a pretentious asshole, kindly discontinue the gaze of your eyes upon this page.

Okay open-minded reader, moving on. So now you know that is what really drives me nuts. I am sure we are all guilty of this on some level. We can’t help it that we are force fed the music that the radio stations, society, and the big time record labels think we should listen to. This is what they get paid for! If we just happen to find ‘that one song’ on the radio catchy, yeah, we’re going to sing along. This doesn’t necessarily mean that we have to go listen to the rest of said artists music, nor does it mean that this person is our new favorite.

What I am trying to get at is there is more than meets the ear when it comes to radio. It takes a hot minute for someone to become famous; whether they have spent their entire being putting the effort in to hopefully one day achieve this dream, or if they were spoon-fed their instant mashed potatoes, we may never know.

I personally think there is something to be said about any independent artist who has released multiple projects. Passion. Whatever it is that drives them, they clearly have the passion to keep moving forward. One mix-tape, sure. Two, okay. I see you. At this point, if it’s for the fans, or for the prospect of big money, they are doing what they have to do to fulfill a dream. Therefore, if you are an indie artist, you have made it big in my eyes. Go for the gold, son.

It would make sense for me to give you a little sample of this new album, but a) I already posted some Macklemore in a previous post, and b) I want you to check out The Heist as a whole if you haven’t already. Instead, today I introduce to you G-Eazy, another hard working rapper/producer who deserves a little recognition too. This song is most apropos for the current topic.

A Penny For Your Chindogu

Necessity is the mother of invention. Since the beginning of time, humans have been on their creative grind in order to make this world a better place. What would we do without the wheel or the motor vehicle; the lightbulb or the iPad Mini? Out of necessity, we have created these many wonderful inventions. Without some of them, I don’t know where we would be today. However, while this is all true and good, I am officially dubbing Japan as the step-mother of invention. With the oh so practical Rice-Growing Agriculture Bra, women and men alike are sparking an interest in agriculture!

In addition to the Rice-Growing Agriculture Bra, I researched a few other gems that Japan has introduced to the world.

Eye Drop Funnels

I hope that droplet of saline reaches terminal velocity before it daggers into my cornea.

Tissue Helmet

If I ever walk out of the bathroom with toilet paper stuck to my shoe, I hope I find this lady waiting to tell me about it. I would have so many cruel things to say.

Subway Sleeper

Something tells me strangulation is waiting for her at the next stop.

Butter Stick

Okay, this one might actually be awesome and totally practical.

Despite the seemingly utter uselessness of these inventions, save the butter stick, I think they are on to something here. Chindogu is a Japanese word meaning “the art of useless invention”. While our pretentious North American asses have been knocking the Japanese, the joke is really on us. Chindogu was “invented”, if you will, in the late 1980’s when a certain Kenji Kawakami (what a sick name) created something that kind of missed the mark. He was an amateur, it’s understandable. Whatever it was, I’m sure he just about nailed it.

However, because Kawakami probably had a good sense of humor, he discovered that his invention was still a quite enjoyable, original, silly piece of junk, nothing else like it in the world, or so we hope. Chindogu is taken pretty seriously over there, and the Ten Tenets of Chindogu were created because you might think there are no rules; but there are rules. They are as follows:

1. A chindogu cannot be for real use.
2. A chindogu must exist.
3. Inherent in every chindogu is the spirit of anarchy.
4. Chindogu are tools for every day life.
5. Chindogu are not for sale.
6. Humor must not be the sole reason for creating a chindogu.
7. Chindogu is not propaganda.
8. Chindogu are never taboo.
9. Chindogu cannot be patented.
10. Chindogu are without prejudice.

Enter, sarcobang. Through the twenty-one years of my life, I think I might have created a few accidental chindogus, although if I had in fact been the first person to think of bra pockets, that shit would have been patented by now. Because one cannot actually hold a sarcobang, and therefore it does not exist, I am dubbing it an actual invention. Basically, it is the product of the irony mark (⸮), and an interrobang (‽), but with a twist. So you heard it here first, the sarcobang is a punctuation mark you might add to the end of an exclamation if you think the receiver might not understand your sarcasm. I’ll have you know this is an Erin Original that I have created, not to be found anywhere on the internet until now.

On that note, I leave you with a quote to spark the future chindogus brewing in the depths of your right brain.

“A life lived for art is never a life wasted.” – Macklemore (Ten Thousand Hours)