Trying to lighten up, not be so serious. This post I'm gonna let y'all know some of the more serious shit going on in my life.

If u wear flip flops and or blue jeans.....u have a serious problem.  jus say'n.....Dude.....Bro, ur breath smells like shit!

I don't chew gum, don't wear flip-flops, and I will never wear blue jeans.  I'm not this bro above.  Not sure if it's my subconscious or it's the fact I genuinely find jeans and flip-flops uncomfortable.  The gum is something I might need to check into, considering I smoke and don't floss as much as the dentist might recommend.  I thought, maybe I don't incorporate jeans and sandal thongs into my personal brand, because every other "bro schmo" does.  It's all about comfortability and authenticity.  Since nobody else wears dickies and closed toed sandals or shoes, I thought I'd be 'that guy.'  I'm a 'man,' but I am no 'bro.'  I'm a 'skater gangster,' who doesn't skate and isn't affiliated with a gang.  I do snowboard really well and used to skate frequently at the local rink,  but have definitely never participated in, 'gangster' like extracurriculars.  I guess my point is, I'd rather look young and rebellious rather than a professional, responsible, regular ol' bro.  My parents think that's plain stupid and immature.  I plead with my mom to assist me in transforming my brand to a 'super prep.'  In other words, asking her to buy my clothes for me, which isn't going to happen, because I'm an 'adult.'  All this is pretty much irrelevant to anyone reading this.  So...........seriously.......random and...........NEXT TOPIC...... 

I started school.  Jumping head first into the spring semester of 2k11.  I plan to graduate from ______ with a _______ in ________ in the fall of 2k22.  When I was in my ethics class on the first day of school the teacher had us introduce ourselves.  Everybody started giving their name, an explanation for why they are at the community college, and their plans for the future i.e. degree, transfer, whatever.  So it came to me and without hesitation I seriously said, "Hi!  Uhhhh...... my name is Joey Martino, I am just here to get back in the 'groove' of things, been out of school for about 5 years.  My plan is to start an electro buzzband and put out a hip-hop album by next summer."  I also went around to the common area and throughout the halls to the boards with random shit about upcoming events, groups, and stuff for sale and posted an advertisement for my blog.  It says, "for the latest and greatest, relevant mp3's visit http://www.srslyhip.blogspot.com."  Even though I don't "run" a music blog and really only feature a small amount of music, that is not relevant, I thought that would be the best way to advertise.  I haven't seen any increase in traffic.  I've actually seen a decrease which I blame on poor content.

I seriously don't watch very much t.v.  I watch football and some other sports, but if you take that time out, it's probably less than an hour a week.  Well, that has changed as of late.  With the hit shows, Teen Mom, Jersey Shore, and Skins I have been sucked back into "the boob tube."  The channel that helped raise me since my earliest memories of being home alone.  I'm not going to elaborate, give any reviews or commentary regarding these shows.  Or give the name or number of the channel.  All I Know is that there are struggling mothers, people making asses of themselves and terrible acting and or an "actor."  Below is the 'bro' that should have been cast as the lead role in the hit show, "Skins." 

Hercules & Love Affair - Blue Songs by moshi moshi musica>

'SKINS"

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From silence and isolation comes a storm of thoughts a racing I quiver as I crawl into my head my wretched mind is pacing like taking a 1000 steps and only moving inches....these aching bones and cold chills sleepless nights I'm facing.  
Prolonging the inevitable your hell now inhibits you transferring state of mind to an unconscious perception your beautiful life is now tainted with deception.
From noise comes pain that can't break the walls of seclusion only to trick the mind into a happy illusion forever injecting substance causing confusion this time I pass with apathetic dillusion I wish I could faint ending this army's intrusion.
Misfits drifters outright thugs and cold blooded klllers and the death of one could mean the death of all what the fuck you gonna do when the walls start to fall everything you thought you knew starts to fade away as this realness and rawness starts to stake its claim held down by your demons and these cold steel chains strap you in the chair fry or gas your brains walk you to your death down a dark hallway now there's nothing left but this cold dead body and red blood stains.

ME: Is everything alright? HER: "Seriously!?!" Confessions of my year. Personal entry. Building something out of nothing.

It was 2k9, new years eve.  I found myself at the bottom of a very deep hole.  I stood on the fringe of society, shivering.  Drenched in sadness and hopelessness.  Submersed in the crowded streets of a big city.  Surrounded by mobs of people and at the same time totally isolated, feeling withdrawn, disconnected, and lost.  All alone in a family of winos and gutter punks. Throughout all the empty days, spent in dark alleys and cold parking garages, I do remember some kind of light or spec of hope.  Sometimes it was barely flickering.  Never brighter than the cherry on the end of my cigarette.  The hope was always there, but for it to materialize into a thought that I could grasp, it had to take the long journey from the back of my head, where it was buried with all the other..... I'd rather forget.    How did I get here?  Whose blood is this?

A year has come and gone.  I moved out of the big city and back to my home state.  Back to the home I couldn't wait to leave.  When I left and moved away I had a goal, a good reason, a purpose, to"find myself," figure life out.  I wanted to get out of the conservative Christian metropolis I grew up in.  I was unhappy in middle America.  So I did what I always dreamed of doing.  I took the typical route, headed west.  The first two years I genuinely felt happy and excited about life.  Then my-self found me.  I had ran far away, blaming my problems on my geographical location and anybody but myself.  You can only run from yourself for so long.  Eventually you'll weaken and find yourself in the same old place.  Only this time, your thousands of miles away from the family and support that you need when your hit with hard times.  Where am I?  Who are you?

Thank God for the family.  The only people who are always there.  Upon returning I was blessed with a place to stay and a job on my Grandpas farm.  It was great.  Very quiet and peaceful, out in the middle of somewhere.  I didn't really know anybody, so I didn't have a social life.  I got lonely at times, but always found refuge and company on the internet.  I felt 'connected' when I shared music, when I commented on blogs, when I instant messaged or wally to walled.  I put a lot of time and thought into each status update.  Putting forth my best effort, trying to provide my so called "friends" with a glimpse into my life, the farm, the world as I see it.  I soon decided I was 'over' facebook.  For some reason I no longer felt comfortable expressing myself on that website.   Then I started this blog and got a twitter.  On the farm I had more time than ever to search for buzzbands and relevant mp3's.  The worst part about the last year, was the absence of music.  Luckily, once I turned myself into jail, on Valentines day, I was issued my own personal pair of headphones.  Good for tuning into one of three t.v.'s or any radio station. Also good for the batteries that come inside, which are sometimes used for creating a spark when trying to smoke.  I could pick up all the city stations.  The mainstream rap, top 40, alt rock, oldies, all those types.  That was nice.  Well, as nice as it could get in jail.  What have I done?  What are you looking at?

I'm a worthless 20something.  I'm a college dropout who's single.  I have moved from the farm to my parents house in the suburbs.  I bought a macbook pro with my own legitimately earned money.  I learned a lot this past year.  I've experienced unpleasant times that I wouldn't wish upon anybody.  Everything thats happened in 2k10 and the 20something years before, has led me to who and where I am now.  I'm going back to the local community college this spring.  I just got a new job that's going well.  I'm going to take over the world and do really nice things for all people.  I'm going to "drop bombs" on em.  I'm gonna start a electro music project.  I'm probably going to get very rich.  I'm gonna leak the secret information behind the dead birds falling from the sky.  I'm planning on exposing all the corruption inside the government and every other American institution.  I'm going to live the best way I know how.  I'm going to value the simple things, while enjoying the finer things.  The light is brighter.  When did you find it?  Why are you leaving?

I guess I "found myself."  Sitting on this couch writing.  For what?              

I know I can write rhymes.

I can rap.

I can move crowds.

I'm a microphone controller.

I need a beat, gimme a beat.

I have something meaningful to say.


you just got the worst of it and all u smell is roses
I walk the wrong path only time and trouble know us
you sucked the heat all out my hell nearly froze us
I'm exploding out these seams only somber days hopeless
every saint has a past and every sinner a future 
no blood for a rush deep cuts we need to suture
I cant touch a single day no sense gratification
I will follow you out of the dark and onto this great plantation 
we will plant the seeds of life and build an abominable civilization
I've ripped out all the weeds disinfecting this organization 
I'm starting this all over again this time I'm not playing


why do I want to bleed?  you don't ever say please
why is all I write about, starving death, pain and drowning and what I really need?
why did you do it?  what are you doing?  this desert is deserted ruins
stop bending my pages shaking my cages all that I ask is for you to control those rages
if you would just quit this becomes painless
colorless rainbows they shower you with gold
fluorescent eyes see nothing but the colors of your soul
we use it just to get to the bottom of the hole
there's nothing left to clean but the snakes out of the pool
it's the same thing all every single day
it's wordless speech in all everything you say
the ceiling is coming down taking it away
no roots missing nature and the month of may
romance is blooming friendly fires
Gods are ruling holy choirs 
outlaws dueling thieves and liars
subliminal fueling ignorant buyers 
royalty cooling naive squires 
from nothing comes something tires


whats really going on here where have you been?
everyone is looking for you what is you did?
you really fucked up back to the joint is the kid
so tired of being sick and tired smoke goes the lid
another day down toward an unknown future and one day closer to death
we all are going to die what will you leave behind
they'll only remember what you left in between the lines
if I told you to hide where would you go?
if I told you to run would you take it slow?
you got all the people in this place wanting to know
what do you now call home where will you show?


we had the whole wide world inside of our hands
it took whole a lot of practice and some intricate plans
we let it all go it slipped away in the sand
I sold it all for free my fees didn't stand






Big K.R.I.T. - Good Foot by Pretty Much Amazing
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On the 2nd day of 2k11 he blogged about 2k10...10 on 10 in 11 Pt. 3 Albums

Favorite Albums of 2010

10.  Gayngs - Relayted

9.  Lovers - Dark Light



8.  Gorillaz - Plastic Beach



7.  Yeasayer - Odd Blood



6.  Caribou - Swim



5.  Mice Parade - What it Means to be Left Handed



4.  Beach House - Teen Dream



3.  Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy



2.  jj - jj 3



1.  Vampire Weekend - Contra

pt. 2 Favorite songs of 2k10

I'm trying not to mention any song or video I've posted on srsly hip before.  If you want to know more check pt.1 (favorite 2k10 videos) those are 10 of my favorite songs or go through my old posts and you can find more of my favorites.  These are in no particular order or ranking except toward the end. For the soundcloud selections the track and artist are listed below. Some are open for download. It's a mess down there. But there's a serious amount of quality singles listed below. Get down, waste some time (a few hours) and let the sounds of 2k10 take u away into pt. 3.

Ra Ra Riot - The Orchard by albums


Angel Echoes by ~Fay~

06 SleighBells-RillRill by angryaustin

Broken Bells - The High Road by Skeebop

Anais Mitchell - Way Down Hadestown by morrisday

Caribou - Swim - 01 - Odessa by dancecoma

Beach House - "Walk In The Park" (from Teen Dream) by METRO Magazine





Blitzen Trapper - Destroyer Of The Void by GROG





Villagers - Becoming A Jackal by dervortex

Born Ruffians - Sole Brother by wereofftherails



3 - Freedom Or Death - Soldier by Freedom Or Death



2. When Your Love Is Safe by Active Child

Delorean - Real Love by asisntco

Audra Mae - The River by RockSoundMagazine

Ólafur Arnalds - Hægt, kemur ljósið by erasedtapes

Cry When You Get Older - Robyn by shiftdc2

Crystal Castles - Celestica by Crystal Castles

Chiddy Bang - Stylo (Remix feat. Chiddy Bang) by pacificfestival

mount kimbie - carbonated by stay-puft



Rhymefest - Say Wassup feat. Phonte by rsledge87

Outlander - The Vamp (Frankie Grimes 'Hipster' Reconstruction) by frankiegrimes

Hercules And Love Affair - Painted Eyes by PhilippMarkovich

jamie xx - far nearer by Artschoolvets

California Wives - Blood Red Youth by California Wives

Painted Palms - Great White by Szabom

Conner Youngblood - Monsters by The Wounded Jukebox

Mark Mcguire - Brainstorm by mjoozik





Gold Panda - You by subraw



MNDR - I Go Away by Camilo Mazo

White Hinterland - Icarus by musicmule

Vocal Chords - Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr. by livkend





Chris brown-deuces (remix) (feat. drake ti kanye west fabolous rick ross and andre 3000) by mjbriscoe

Seriously Hip's 10 on 10. Pt. 1 Videos

It marks that time of the year when every news outlet, every blog, every popular magazine, every music source and everyone else comes out with a list.  The best and the worst of the year.  Being that seriously hip is hip as shit, I decided to hop on the wagon.  Seriously hip has decided to share with its readers our favorite albums, singles, and videos of this year. These lists are nothing but my opinions which I gathered after opening my ears and eyes.  Allowing music to stimulate my senses and penetrate my emotions.  This is part 1 of a three part series.


This is what's up, check it yo!  "2k10, the year I was born, thank u God." -SRSLY HIP- 

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I decided to leave out any descriptions or reviews.  That would mean I would need to put even more time and effort into something that most people will probably just skim over because they have already seen the videos or they just don't care.  Thanks anyways......


Welcome back 2 the "free world" via 'fresh air' & the interwebs mister Assange....

Maybe I'm taking this too seriously

Maybe I haven't been taking this as seriously as I should. Maybe I've been taking myself too seriously. Maybe I haven't really made a political stance that is worthy of a blog that covers politics. Maybe I haven't exposed enough secret intel to get the Government on my ass. Maybe I don't pay taxes. Maybe I do pay taxes and am also a philanthropist. Maybe I haven't enough wisdom or life experience to have relevant insight on Religion and Philosophy. Maybe I can't write. Maybe I don't know shit about music. Maybe I don't even like music. Maybe all these things are true. Maybe I don't care. I do care. I LOVE MUSIC!!!

Life is all about selling and buying. Everyone is trying to sell something. They're selling a meme, a gimmick, their soul, their roller blades, an idea, a lung, their baseball card collection, mp3's, festy tickets, seriously valuable shit. A lot of Political journalists and T.V. commentators on the big national news stations are always promoting their books. Im not hating on writing books. I just wish they would get to the point already. Some people don't buy books and have already done bought a T.V. Instead of telling us the problem and then leaving us with no solution but the release date of your book. How about you tell me the problem, how it directly effects me, how it effects our country's future and what I can do about it. Simplify this mess. Some things they're really good at dumbing down other things they keep complex. Everything fell apart. Things are always falling apart. It wont be put back together by tomorrow or in 5 years. Not all the way at least. But Humpty Dumpty is working hard. He can't do it alone, he needs your help. "BE ALL YOU CAN BE." "LIVE FREE OR EFFING DIE!" "GET RICH OR DIE TRYIN!" What do you have to offer? Who is Humpty Dumpty?



Wake up and smell the coffee. Difficult choices plague life. So many ways to go. Or maybe just two. Right or wrong. Why is it so hard to always make the right decision? Is there a spiritual battle going on? Is it the devil? Is it a positive force against a negative force? Are we born this way? Are we born bad? Apparently that's Lady Gaga's excuse. Some people say we are born into darkness and sin. I'm not positive that's true. I am positive that we are not perfect and that we will always make mistakes. There is a way out. A way to lessen the damage. I don't have the perfect answer. Many religions and people think they do have the answer. My advice is to search for the "TRUTH." If you care and look whole heartedly, you will find it. You will get exactly what you put into it. A little or a lot, good or bad. I'm only 20smthg and I've experienced this my whole life. We're all here, we're not going anywhere until we die........



When I talk about seriously important shit, do I write the same thing every post just using different words? Or do I write the same thing using the exact same words? Does anybody care? Is this blog satirical, sarcastic, or really serious? Did I ask too many questions this post? I'm just trying to get you to think. Stimulate, evaluate, regenerate, procreate, and trust in fate. You should listen to this music and try not to think for a bit, just relax.

WITH ALL THAT ABOVE SAID.....HERE
Noah And The Whale - L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N by ListenBeforeYouBuy
03 Falling Asleep - Painted Palms - Canopy EP by sneakalot
California Wives - Blood Red Youth by California Wives
Arcade Fire - Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains) by MCMLXXXVIII
Givers by body_song

I thought you were being serious......

I don't know why I was watching the national news today. Sometimes I want to try to stay informed and current. I really just hate it because it gets me thinking so much. I already have enough scattered and random thoughts. I don't need to stress my brain anymore than I do dissecting the lyrics to a song. But I watched the news for a while and got sidetracked from searching for buzzbands and blogging. All I ended up doing was researching these documents that have been leaked on the war in Afghanistan and some other diplomatic shit through Wikileaks. What I found out from many liberal media sources and some help from conservative Christian Glenn Beck. Is that I can't trust the Government. I must trust my gut. My gut tells me that these documents were not leaked by one Army Private alone on a covert mission to reveal to America and the world "the truth." I believe that this was a well thought out plan, organized by the American Government and has some tactical purpose. I share this belief with the Iranian president whom I go way back with. Everyone tells us that we can't trust the Government. That's what the release of these documents has done, that's why it's such a big deal and everyone is all pissy. It just adds to the growing distaste of the Government. There's more to it and it goes way deeper than I will ever understand. From the outside in, it looks like it's a negative situation but just remember politics go inside and out.

ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE...JUST WANT TO SHARE SOME POETRY AND A LOT OF MUSIC.....WORD...YO....YALL.....HEY.....YEAH....WOOT...YEAH...SHOOP.....DOO WOP.....YO...WORD

Have you ever been so deceived
You thought it might be better on the other side where it's green
Maybe you could live on a farm where it's simple but you could never leave
Are these people human do they breathe the same air do they see the things that you see
Will this quietness cause a landslide that leaks into the depths of the sea

Just know that hope inside this town will pave the way for love that we'll turn it around
These blades are spinning chopping up your grass it was green for a while but it didn't last
Find a rake to clean up this mess, take your shovel and pull it out of your chest
You'd better start digging the deepest hole to smother your hate and bury with her soul
Just know nobody's perfect and everyone hurts it's just an image some portray that hides the dirt

You could talk about the weather shut the blinds on a feather as it trickles and floats along
You could dance to the skies, write your goodbyes or sing a happy old song
You have now let go of hopeless desperation and bid farewell to the prettiest depression

Talking to tombstones of people that you never knew
Hard thinking of past future and present and the next thing you will do
The moss is heavy the leaves are black but spring will bring change soon
Just know that the cemetery has its plots and there is one just for you

BORN RUFIANS


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Lovers - Boxer by Tla OT
Gone by Kids and Chemicals
Utopia 14 by Kids and Chemicals
Gayngs - Faded High by sxeseis
Gaudy sideof town - gayngs by meastar22
HA!!HA!!HA!!1..FOR MY READERS: IF UR NOT PREPARED FOR A TOTES SERIOUS POST BOUTS TECH 9 U MAY WANNA BACK OUT....NOW!!!! WE BOUT 2 GET SERIOUS.....I'M THINKIN A BEST NEW MUSIC.....