If you happened to listen to the Junk Science appearance on WFMU a few weeks back, you woulda heard that me and Snaf were formally introduced to the Elmhurst, Queens MC known as Homebody Sandman.

I have to admit… I’m a jaded motherfucker when it comes to hip hop. These days it seems we all are, at least a little bit. In fact, when the DJ, Billy Jam (who is one of my favorite people by the way), told me there would be other rap types at his show I was like “awww, come on man.” Because most rappers are crazy. Or aggressive, or dangerously insecure, or a magical and terrible mix of all those adjectives. I blame it on the constant self-promotion / self-delusion.

So I decided to show up with cupcakes. Me and my mom made vanilla cupcakes with cream cheese lime frosting for the rap radio show. So that way I could show up and be like “Rappers are always mean to each other, but not me and Snafu. We just make rap and enjoy baked goods. Plus my mom made these.” Who could hate that?

Pretty much right after we walked in, Billy Jam played ‘Mean Mug’ from Homeboy Sandman’s new album ‘The Good Sun’. On the track, Sandman hilariously and skillfully raps about the multiple dangers of the frown. A simple message maybe, but one that could quite literally save your life. When I heard the song, I thought to myself, “This guy is sane, relaxed, and he knows who he is.”  Which means that he represents the opposite of what sucks about rap and most rappers.

Me, Snaf, and Tone Tank rode bikes to his album release party last night at club S.O.’s and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. (Shout out to Spec Boogie and J-Live too!)

So peace to Homebody Sandman for making some music that I like listening to. If more rappers could calm the fuck down, let go of the hype, and be themselves we’d all be richer for it.

Check out his website here.

And cop his new record, which is dope. You can buy it on

= big baje the modern shark