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Purple Reign is Atlanta rapper Future’s January 2016 mixtape, hosted by DJ Esco and Metro Boomin. When I first picked up this mixtape I assumed it would be a few cuts spared from EVOL, his upcoming February release. Considering I still replay the former to this day, something I cannot say about latter, Purple Reign has some staying power that deserves to be broken down. Although, I do recommend finding a modified copy stripped of the obnoxious and continuous DJ tags before tuning in. ☔️

Three swirling, deep sounds reverberate through this 13-track tape. The first is Future’s iconic and frequently agitated mumble-motor. Throwing himself over the mic in tracks such as “Never Forget,” he shouts: “I ain’t make my auntie’s funeral, I ain’t never forget it. I know she know I love her and I hope she forgive me.” In this same track, we can hear a fantastic example of the second inescapable sound of Purple Reign: the shrieking, electric walls of synth and sound that don’t stop bouncing off the walls. For me, this is the main component that makes this album feel like a lit up sports car doing donuts in the middle of a pitch black warehouse at 2AM while it pours outside. …


Hollow, metallic tamborines and tinny high-pitched percussion fill the empty spaces of Curren$y’s 2016 effort, Weed & Instrumentals. At first spin, I can’t help but draw connections between this mixtape the high-octane, heavy-bass of Atlanta rap. Most tracks off this mixtape come with clear, anticipation-building piano riffs partnered with shakers and bells that overlay consistent banger basslines. On tracks like “Playing Dominoes,” the generational and stylistic crossover is palpable, with a medium-paced, boom bap beat that has a creepy backing synth melody and a constant reindeer- ringing in the background. As the lyrics read, in uncanny resemblance to Dr. …

Chance the Rapper

When I think of Chance the Rapper, I think of three things in particular: the windy and unforgiving city of Chicago; the raw, sometimes unrefined musing of an existential rapper; and the mellow, rambling lyrics of a storyteller who turns dark cynicism into optimistic rat-tat-tat flows.

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Coloring Book was released on May 13, 2016.

Coloring Book is Chance’s third mixtape and is by far his most anticipated one. Expectations are high, particularly after his last tape, Acid Rap. Released right around this time in 2013, the follow up album both reinvented Chance’s persona and propelled him onto another level of popularity. With features from notable figures such as BJ The Chicago Kid, Vic Mensa, Twista, Action Bronson, Childish Gambino, and Ab-Soul, Acid Rap packed a punch in a trippy, emotional swirl of production and hazy bars. …

For The Last Time: Tech’s Unsatisfied Need For Cloud Storage

There is a major failure in the design of personal cloud storage services, this is why and how we act on it

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Google Trend for Cloud Storage interest over time (based on News Headlines, search frequency, and more)

For at least four years now, Cloud Storage has been an eminent category of data sharing and consumption. Unlike Cloud Computing, Cloud Hosting, and other various brother and sister terms—which refer more broadly to the medium and technicality of “the Cloud” itself—Cloud Storage is most commonly for end-users.

Personal Cloud Storage services, like Dropbox, Copy, and box, appeared as early as eight years ago, but their spike in popularity occurred only within the past four years. This was based on a fundamental shift in the goal of these services—to provide a sort of “grand central station” for your data. Because the technology of uploading and downloading files was vastly improved with the adoption of new, multi-core and multi-thread, block-by-block protocols (reminiscent of P2P-based clients like BitTorrent), and broadband speeds continued to skyrocket, even the least ambitious hosting companies could offer barebones file synchronization. …

Some never realize, some never care. We all start off willingly poisoning ourselves. But we don’t have to.

Time transforms between modes in our minds.

We boast of our comprehension of time—our successful grappling with this “continuum” which we champion alongside space. We understand how days cluster up end-to-end in our consciousness and evidently become a “stream.” But, for something so constant and so geometric, we describe it frequently as something recurrent, something like an event which repeats.

“Everyday” is nothing like the term “everyman.”

It’s taking a unit of time, day, and putting it on another unit of time, every, which is ambiguous enough that we accept it as somehow being equivalent to infinity (in the boundaries of a human life). Here’s my point: we wouldn’t consider two objects repetitions of each other. If we have two cups of coffee, they’re distinctly two cups of coffee. …

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Interstellar (© 2014)

Following my own advice, I’ve been making sure to write things down as often as possible for the past few weeks. At first, I wanted to host all of my writing on a service like Thought Plan, but paused for a bit after realizing self-containing and unrestricting raw creative expression is a must, and pen-and-paper seemed ethereally convincing. So, I started carrying around a small Sorta, and now write stuff down every time I have a compulsion, or perhaps would normally pull out my phone. …

Slow Down

This morning, brandishing a piping paper cup of coffee and squeezed into a scratchy black sweater, I scuttled up to the top of a small grassy hill beside the library and closed my eyes. For days my constant struggle had been to find free time, that unattainable thing which every 21st century kid confesses they lost long ago. But today, my only thoughts were of the light brown lines being drawn down my fingers, the angry wind whipping across the trees above me, and the mellow chirping and churning of the cars and busses along the street.

Something about that half-minute trance felt more impactful than the past two months of never-ending tension and thought. It was because I finally slowed down — acknowledging and ruminating on all that was buzzing about me — something few realize is critical to surviving in this harsh reality. It was in those few ticks that I felt, not simply perceived and pushed. It was only then that I was able to zoom out, and focus the ability I had been harnessing for two months— the ability to follow my own advice (something no person I’ve ever met has also attested to doing so strictly). …

A perfectly avoidable failure in common experience

It was while writing a Diary that I discovered how to capture the living moments. Keeping a Diary all my life helped me to discover some basic elements essential to the vitality of writing.

Anaïs Nin, as quoted in Famous Writers on Keeping a Diary

Moments. As airy as it sounds, there is nothing so ephemeral and yet so permanent as moments. Although each lasts for an indefinite, relatively short period of time, all there is in our lives are moments. A memory is simply a string of moments we’ve recorded through the neurons of our mind. We recall these in a mostly-subconsious mapping to time, and exploit them by isolating and extrapolating on them. This is how we write histories, pen documentation, and attempt to bring vibrance to living ideas, both in the observable, the existential, and the irrational. …


Julian Weiss

iOS entrepreneur and design pragmatist. I love music & making apps, hire me to make yours! @insanj

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