Who We Be
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Benz and a Backpack broadcasts to a large network of hip-hop culture and music aficionados. For advertising inquires, please contact clutch {at} benzandabackpack.com or dizzy {at} benzandabackpack.com
Founders
clutch (clutch {at} benzandabackpack.com) (Twitter: ricenbeats) (Soundcloud)
The DJ, Terminator X, the hard-working producer, the man behind the scenes, one who speaks with his hands; the stalwart center-back, John Terry; the clean-up hitter, Miguel Cabrera; the dual-languaged, double-edged pen mightier than the sword; informed, tight, terminating all the nonsense.
dizzy (dizzy {at} benzandabackpack.com) (Twitter: djdiz)
The one man team; the Bomb Squad, jumbling dozens of samples in just one track; the rangy midfielder, Steven Gerrard; the versatile forward; the hip-hop loyalist, rap purist, sneaker enthusiast, the city boy, momma’s boy, daddy didn’t raise no fool.
Web/Dutchmaster:
Shoms (Dutch Master Design)
The architect; the mind behind the main page; the traveler; the man in the luxury box, sitting back and watching his team win; the ghost-writer; the host.
Writers, No Biters
miss ade
The news guru, political connoisseur; west coast beat rider, the most unprolific writer; naija, jamrock in a collision; stumbling lyricist full of suspicion; words on a page, notes floating on stage: she’s chill like that.
danko
The sidekick, yinging when your yanging; the insomniac, not always awake, but never sleeping; productive procrastinator, gets it done when he’s not getting it done; beat-a-holic, direct deposits to bandcamp; the visionary, pays you back before he even owes you.
Sonic Savant: (Twitter: @justspreadit) = 23. White. Male. TDot till my lights go out. I’m a part-time DJ, a full-time music fiend, a buddah lover, a gentleman, an asshole, a cultural chameleon, a sometime cynic and an on point critic. I use words well. Walk with me. Chuch.
seanermc
The hype-man, Flava Flav (before the reality series); the young point guard, Rajon Rondo; the shifty striker, David Villa; the comedian, the sexy satirist – tongue buried in cheek, the drunk Irishman, the B+ student, the clay that did not fit the mold.
hankerins
The origin, David Axelrod, godfather of backbeats; the reverend Ray Lewis; hands up, thumbs down, representing B-Town; future funk, 12″s in the trunk, handclaps, finger snaps, harmolodics, semiotics, FlyLo, baritones, pressure zone microphones, and above all, next level beats.
mrALEXANDER (mralexander {at} benzandabackpack.com) (Twitter: theMrALEXANDER) The businessman; an original fan; the go-getter; the graffer, Picasso with a paint-can; the most eligible bachelor; the boy from the Bean; let’s buy out the bar.
chunkee
The sportsman, shottie loaded with stats and scores, shooting sharp, talking sharper; damn near a Globetrotter; a big pen but not Big Papi, still poised to knock one over the Green Monster.



















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