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Backroom Whispers

July 19th, 2005
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Backroom Whispers

Look, it’s like this: We’re lazy. The GBs are to hard work what Eve is to bikini wax. We don’t do this for the love. We do this when it pleases us and in our own damn time. Such as when we get bored of shit like arguing over whether the new Common joint is wack or not…

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Backroom Whispers

May 3rd, 2004
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We’ve no idea how closely you follow the lives of Eurotrash like Victoria “Posh” Beckham (ex-Spice Girl, wife of Real Madrid soccer ace David Beckham, and occasional Rocawear model). Not too closely, we’d imagine. So, how interested you’d be in what’s been going on between her and Dame Dash…

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Backroom Whispers

January 19th, 2004
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Backroom Whispers

So some of you saw that “Timbaland to work with Axl Rose” story we threw out there a little way back, and thought to yourselves; “how come I didn’t read that anywhere else?” You think we made it up, didn’t you? We know you did, don’t be lyin’. You think we made it up. Like there aren’t enough “Axl Rose is a stupid no-talent fuck-up” stories out there that we need to go and make one up? Y’know, stories like the one about Axl delivering (and Interscope rejecting) “Chinese Democracy” a year or so back causing Axl to flip out, trash the office of his manager/ex-bodyguard/yes-man, and blow out a sold-out European tour.

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Backroom Whispers

July 11th, 2003
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We all should’ve seen this one coming: in a marriage of low-selling gangstas and high-selling homo-thugs, Murder Inc. and Death Row or Tha Row or whatever it is Suge wants it to be called this week are joining forces to form a superlabel called Murderer’s Row. It looks like mutual hate of Dr. Dre and mutual desire to pump Tupac’s corpse for more cash is enough to land a major distribution deal with Sony. The first single on the new vanity label, “Lead Poisoning” by Ja Rule and Crooked I (with Ashanti and her pitch-shifter singing the hook) is sure to have screaming 12-year-old girls rocking red bandannas in no time.

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