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1. Open Mike Eagle - "Dark Comedy Late Show" (prod. Exile)

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It's been an incredible year for Open Mike Eagle, first he signed a multi-album deal with Mello Music Group, then he released the critically acclaimed album "Dark Comedy," and after months of touring North America, he is off for his first ever European Tour. Oh, and he has an incredible new podcast called "Secret Skin" that is on the Infinite Guests network of American Public Media. Here's an end of the year reminder of why he should be on you radar: Late Show, produced by Exile, starring Open Mike Eagle (side note, this will appear on the annual Mello Music Group compilation out in early 2015).

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2. Open Mike Eagle feat. Gold Panda - "Ziggy Starfish (Anti-Anxiety Raps)

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from the new Open Mike Eagle "A Special Episode of - EP" https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/a-special-episode-ep/id961827159 produced by GOLD PANDA vocals by OPEN MIKE EAGLE "Sounds Beautiful Like The Truth" Mello Music Group, 2015

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4. Open Mike Eagle - Dark Comedy Morning Show (feat. Toy Light)

Open Mike Eagle - Dark Comedy Morning Show (feat. Toy Light)

From the upcoming album "Dark Comedy," available June 10th from Mello Music Group. ABOUT THE ALBUM: One famous Oscar Wilde aphorism claimed: “if you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise, they’ll kill you.” Open Mike Eagle lacks the capacity to tell anything but the truth. In a nation that prizes self-aggrandizing buffoons and artful liars, morbid humor might be the sanest response—a tourniquet to stop the toxicity from spreading. If this sounds heavy, it’s probably because it is. Dark Comedy, the Mello Music debut from the critically revered Los Angeles rapper, is mostly about the failure of Karl Marx’s Proletariat Revolution. Yet its brilliance stems less from the novelty of its ideas than from the ingenuity of its wordplay, its caustic whimsy, and infectious melodies. Opening track “Dark Comedy Morning Show” operates as a shorthand manifesto. For those who haven’t heard, Eagle’s bad at sarcasm, so he works in absurdity (when trying not to wish death on the upper class). The airing of grievances includes racial stereotypes, inner-city warfare and Facebook logging all of his favorite sandwiches. It’s Slug’s “Modern Man’s Hustle” if the Atmosophere frontman had been haunted by James Baldwin’s ghost instead of heavily tattooed exes. Lead single “Qualifiers” finds Eagle subverting the notions of traditional rap braggadocio and lyrical terrain. His revolution isn’t just some abstract political ideals, but at the crux of his approach to art. This is intended to dump Coconut Water and whiskey on the unsuspecting heads of those with false ideas of authenticity or what rap should be. Lest you mistake him for a meditating yoga-panted rapper, the rapper raised on the Southside of Chicago, wields wordplay as sharp and weird as any of his peers. He proclaims himself “the King of all rappers who don’t condone date rape.” Molotov Cocktails are helpfully tossed from fellow conspirators Kool AD and comedian, Hannibal Burress. Former hockey star Luc Robataille is rhymed with the Kobra Kai Dojo from Karate Kid. In the same breath, Eagle cracks about being too old to die. It’s absurdity in the sense that Joseph Heller deployed it in Catch 22. He will live forever or die in the attempt. If you’re just tuning into Eagle’s stellar career on album number four, the LA Weekly anointed him last year as the hottest thing in indie rap. Pitchfork called him a “whiz with matching easy-going hooks to intimate personal reflection.” But Dark Comedy could be the best thing he’s ever done—a record that captures the perennial struggle between art and commerce, the last half-century of widening class rift, and the need to be funny or die.

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7. L'Orange & Stik Figa - Decorated Silence (ft. Open Mike Eagle & MindsOne)

L'Orange & Stik Figa - Decorated Silence (ft. Open Mike Eagle & MindsOne)

Verse 1 - Open Mike Eagle Button my uniform for this stupidness if I wore a suit and a tie, I'd make a noose with it. Kill me, kill me, kill me dead. Spill my head juices open. Choke me, fill me with lead. I won't even raise a limb 'cause I been afraid. I walk like a zombie and I swim like a renegade. Favorite nightmare is ten degrees centigrade. I only know five songs and they're all Gucci's "Lemonade"! I'm at a tender age when compared to a dead rotten deer, when the shins get ensnared and it dies in the trap, but the trap gets forgot ?I'm a god in a trap, and it snaps on the spot? and the party people clap till the gavel gets dropped then we're all sentenced to eternal damnation. All of us. Especially you. Hook - Stik Ain't nothing promised in life but death and taxes. No time to rest, stepping over the mattress. best distractions, collecting protecting fractions. Looking like success. Overdressed in the casket. Feeling resurrected, blowing breath into ashes. It's anybody's guess. Can't connect to the masses. Felt it in my chest. Hope that I left established. God directs the steps. Some suggest that he's absent. Bridge- Destruction is a habit, insatiable apetite, can't see it how I see it, they only see black and white. Verse 2 Tron- Whenever I contemplate late nights. Thoughts flowing like condensate drain pipes. Concentrate day lights. Across a pattern of glass shards, ?scatter a wreckage a deck of cards? my reflection don't play right. Stack the checkers and check backstories of facts of what they seem cause you lack more informative means. Act serious, carved into wax. We write letters of light and end them with dark periods. Verse 3 Kon Sci- Yo it's hard to understand the dark dwellings of the heavens, so we capture afterlife, demand an answer to the questions of eternity- the source of a lifespan. Indelible daydream, the course of my flight plans. A glance at the ides even evaluate the sinister God, Seein it forthright, comparable, clairvoyance to mortals who talk fight, disposable chalk lines, fatalities stares cold into the abyss of any man's soul. Hook 2 - Stik Devil's asking price - yet to be satisfied Soul still intact, yet to be sacrificed Ain't been living lavish but actually gratified Hungry as a haitian with holes in my bag of rice Destruction is a habit, insatiable apetite How full is the glass, as it passes your sight Can't see it how I see it, they only see black and white while my grey matter splices all these fragments of light. Gone.

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8. Open Mike Eagle - Raps For When It's Just You And The Abyss

Open Mike Eagle - Raps For When It's Just You And The Abyss

from the upcoming "A Special Episode of" - EP (2/3) prod. by lo-phi / mastered by Brian "Big Bass" Gardner

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9. Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Check To Check

Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Check To Check

from the upcoming album "Hella Personal Film Festival" (3/25) vocals by Open Mike Eagle produced by Paul White About the upcoming album: Open Mike Eagle might not have all the answers, but few artists in hip-hop, music, or American life are asking smarter questions. In a landscape governed by ceaseless babble, flashing lights, and hollow lies, Eagle harmonizes into the void so we don’t have to. On this descent into the digital trenches, Eagle teams up with British producer, Paul White for Hella Personal Film Festival. Released on Mello Music Group, the full collaboration finds White behind the SP-1200s, conjuring a psychedelic strain of soul-funk, booming drums, and 21st century crate-digging in tropical attics of the imagination. On the microphone, the Chicago-bred, LA-based, Eagle artfully breaks down the banalities and perils of the modern condition. Recorded in London, Eagle’s new album continues where his 2014 masterpiece, Dark Comedy left off. It’s anxiety-riddled but whimsical, addicted to and scornful of social media, stuffed with old wrestling in-jokes and film snippets. Self-aware admissions blend into attacks on societal double standards. Known for alchemical solo work and collaborations with Danny Brown, Homeboy Sandman, and Mos Def, this is White’s first proper union with Eagle. The two artists bonded over the notion of diversity. The process started out with rough demos, which White ended up finishing in post-production—playing guitar, drums, bass, keyboards, percussion and pieces of wood found in a forest. Its genius ultimately comes from the pair mining a deep vein of emotional content—a discussion of the things we feel that you don’t say. A movie that hits so accurately it’s almost uncomfortable. These are tense anthems for the vulnerable, consecrations to black people with rich internal lives, agnostic prayers for those grappling with pain. They’re emotional landmines leavened by the wry bleakness usually only found in great stand-up comedians. Eagle exists in the lineage of They Might Be Giants and Richard Pryor, Freestyle Fellowship and his longtime friend and collaborator, Hannibal Burress. Within the first act, the plot becomes clear. See “Admitting the Endorphin,” where Eagle raps, “I chase my poison tail and get so high that voices fail.” These are the movies he’d make it he knew how to make movies. Surreal vignettes about waking up with burrito hangovers in hotels you don’t recognize, wondering if you remembered to charge your phone. Aesop Rock and Hemlock Ernst (Sam Herring of Future Islands) pop up as fellow travelers. No one is better than Eagle at capturing the nauseous disorientation of day-to-day life. The deluge of sports highlights, unread texts and Twitter notifications. The compulsive need to check your phone at red lights and pauses in conversation. But his incisiveness extends far beyond observational humor. “Smiling (Quirky Race Doc)” examines the slights and casual bigotry of daily interaction. “A Short About a Guy That Dies Every Night” is a morbid rumination on death. These are the returns after long dark nights of the soul. When the noises are loud, the lights are off, and the armor is pierced. Short films that loop over and over again, as soon as you close your eyes.

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10. Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Admitting The Endorphin Addiction

Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - Admitting The Endorphin Addiction

from the album "Hella Personal Film Festival" https://geo.itunes.apple.com/us/album/hella-personal-film-festival/id1074380694?app=itunes produced by Paul White vocals by Open Mike Eagle Shawn Lee: Drums, bass, guitars, keys, percussion & additional vocals. artwork by Brad Beatson Recorded at Office/Space Studios Shawn Lee's parts recorded by Pierre Duplan Mastered by Daddy Kev @ Cosmic Zoo I chase my poison tail and get so high that voices fail. I heard that when you in a fucked up space no one can hear you signal help I tried to set 'em straight Tell them I self medicate All they saw's a glitchy video but then I never show my cards Instead I write for stealth blah blah blah I cry for help All this belly-aching's just to say my belly's hurtin after all It's all endorphins though Or maybe every Scorpio is predisposed to never feel as cold as the first time they felt a loss My addiction, my obsession, my admission, my rejection, I insisted, I accepted My prescription carried us away carried us away Pretend I didn't know who smoked up all the mistletoe you'd really be surprised how innovative I can get when left alone And once them cravings strike, I knew I should say goodnight Want for them endorphins got me saying everything except for that White knuckle rodeo and failing fills my holy holes Staring at my phone wondering how endorphins travel via screen As I feel my withdrawal I understand them 90's songs Rap music has ruined me, I always want to loop my favorite part day to day to day is ground zero I'm 20 years im 20 inches tall Today today my sky has fallen, I have no resolve My addiction, my obsession, my admission, my rejection, I insisted, I accepted My prescription carried me away carried me away

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11. Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - I Went Outside Today (feat. Aesop Rock)

Open Mike Eagle & Paul White - I Went Outside Today (feat. Aesop Rock)

from the album "Hella Personal Film Festival" https://geo.itunes.apple.com/us/album/hella-personal-film-festival/id1074380694?app=itunes

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12. Open Mike Eagle "95 Radios (feat. Has-Lo)"

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from the upcoming Open Mike Eagle album "Brick Body Kids Still Daydream" out Sept 15th http://radi.al/HPy3hxD produced by Has-Lo / art by McKay Felt "Sounds Beautiful Like The Truth" Mello Music Group, 2017

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