MASH RANT.

So i got a little heated after a visit to Mash Oxford St. American readers you may not completely understand my pain so you may have to take the L on this one but here's a small piece i wrote a while back regarding my views on those who dwell at Mash. Don't take this to negatively though, Mash has got some real peoples.

Boredom = note/rant....Mash

Mash has actually got some nice clothes but the people that work in there are startin to piss me off, actin like some kind of fashion elitists with that 'shit hop' they bang out of their boom boxes and jeans that hug their D's like nobody's business. I don't wanna see the outline of heads pressed up against high tension denim.
I could sit in there all day and laugh at the nobs upstairs who stand there doing their best to look cool as you pass them by to reach the stairs. With their HUGE space boot trainers that look like something Kanye West rocks, that alone says enough.
These guys can feel free to dress and act in such a manner, but why relate it to hip hop? I mean really why? They barely even like the music but they'll sit there and steal all fashion, style and essense from it. To be quite honest if you wanna really take it back, the kids that like hip hop in the first place aint got the money to be dressing like these fruit loops (remember those fruit loop polos though...tasty shit). Therefore the fact that they try and market all these stores and sets of clothing as being geared towards the hip hop generation is a joke.
Askin me 'can i help you,' ' nah man i'm broke' is what they got.
I have two items from mash and lord knows i saved a while for those and was near dead broke after i got em.
Just to paint a quick picture of the guys im talkin about here, they're the type that will buy theee NICEST skateboard, theee NICEST headphones, theee NICEST bike, theee NICEST boom box etc....and they don't even do/use any of that shit!!!!
That just wanna stand there with the whole look as if they can skate. Art students (not you sag) breadin off hip hop culture coz they think it's cool and funky without knowing a damn thing about it.
SMH i felt like testing the two fools upstairs as they proceeded to look down upon everyone who walked through the door. Hip Hop 101 for the lil douche bags.
Sizing you up as you browse the store, (see phonte 'last day/day after,' browsers piss me off too but i wanted to be the perpetrator for a change) checking out your nikes, your lrg geans and your 'only new york' tee. Bitch i wear these nikes coz i like em, not coz im trynna recreate the colourful 80's and pretend like i was in to De La Soul and a Tribe Called Quest!!! (although i was). I wear these jeans coz they're a nice colour and i respect Lrg's movement and intentions not because they hug my balls like they're giving CPR. And (yeah piss off you can start a sentence with 'and' i saw it in 'finding forrester' (good flick by the way go watch) and yeah that was a bracket within a bracket) i wear this tee because i like the style, colour and what it represents. Plus it's from a small company started by a young designer in New York (support small designers! lol) representing real grass roots hip hop.

It's fine though if you wanna wear the same clothes as New Yorkers such as your supreme hats, vans, checkered shirts and listen to your frat boy rappers like asher roth, Wale and all the others that i don't have the heart to know of (B.O.B is progressively becoming involved in this group). Just know that alotta new yorkers wear them clothes for a very different reason to you. Don't ever go laughing at the boy in the saggy white tee, saggy jeans and old pair of plain air forces on, coz he spawned what you're wearing right now......ha ha he basically created you, he fathered your whole style, he owns you. He's probably got more knowledge than you too. Look at the designers and creators of the clothes you wear dirk heads - look at their musical tastes and lifestyles - and find out they weren't made with YOU, in mind.
Asher Roth may be the future of rap music, but he aint the future of hip hop (that culture you keep bitin off).

Session over, boredom expired.