Blake Williamson


Blake's Beats: For Mac, thank you

I was in Target when I got the news. I feel my phone vibrate, and I see a text that contains a sentence I won’t soon forget: “Mac Miller is dead.” 

Blake's Beats: On the death of physical music

The sound of the plastic wrap tearing off of the case, the first look of the artwork on the booklet, taking the disc out and popping it into the stereo for the first time; this ritual took place every time I opened a new CD.

BLAKE'S BEATS: What Cudi taught us

Words cannot even describe how much Scott Mescudi’s music has meant to me over the years. I am sure I'm not the only one. It has been in my headphones, my car, my room and my laptop.

BLAKE'S BEATS: When music fails us

Once hip-hop artists make it out of the hood and have some influence, why is that criminal lifestyle they might have once lived still their main subject matter?