Gore Elohim (Nonphixion) interview…

Here’s a piece of an interview that 7th Boro did with Nonphixion’s Goretex p/k/a Gore Elohim a few days ago…

Spe27: Non Phixion got back together for some reunion shows last year. What lead up to you guys deciding to perform again?

Gore Elohim: A lot of reasons led up to us wanting to reform the group. We wanted to finish what we started, which, realistically, was a whole new genre at the time. As a group we had a certain power. Lyrically, spiritually and musically that we felt we needed to continue. The way it ended, which was not my choice, hurt a lot of fans. Simply put. We aren’t the kind of group you throw a record on and act casually about it. You’re in or out. And when you’re in, it’s a much bigger picture. Personally, I had a lot of unfinished business and wanted to make the fans happy and feel like we care about them. Most groups or rappers don’t give a shit. We actually loved / love our fans. Over the years, the impact of what you do sometimes is unknown until it’s not there anymore. It hurt the fans. Some of these kids were buried with Non Phixion albums, shirts and stuff. Sadly, in Tennessee, a kid hung himself while listening to “The Future Is Now”, trying to get off of drugs and didn’t make it. I can go on about stories. A young couple overdosed while on their way to a NP show. The girl contacted me via Myspace then and told me shed been waiting for years, and how excited she was to see us live finally. That bothered me. They died in the car in front of the venue. I don’t do this for me anymore.

Spek27: Tell us the reason behind the name change from Goretex to Gore Elohim?

Gore Elohim: Around 2006, I get an email from a lawyer from the company stating we had a big problem. I knew something wasn’t right. It was highly improbable this company would know anything about my career. This was right after the breakup, so I knew shit wasn’t right. Or someone was a rat. I was sued, went to court all of that. We worked it out and I became actually cool with Gore-Tex…but it was unpleasant at the time. The name change fucked everything up for a few years. Something which was planned, and I even got their lawyer to admit someone told on me. A rat will die in the street alone. I am still recovering from that now, and mad heads still don’t know what the fuck is up. All good. I had a dream one night and Gore Elohim appeared. I don’t have a permanent name to this day. Does it even matter anymore?

Spek27: On the original pressing of Legacy, it has “David Blaine” etched into the vinyl. What’s the story behind that?

Gore Elohim: The “Legacy” record back in the day, and the inclusion of David Blaine was interesting. MC Serch, who was in the group at this time, told me about this new cat David, who was not just some Copperfield kinda cat. I felt he was a warlock, under extreme magical subjugation. Otherworldly. Serch invited him to see the new group he was in. He came through, I rolled 20 blunts and that was it. He performed his rituals in the studio, and Serch thought it fitting to engrave his name on the wax as a tribute to our beginning and memory. I also got Serch high that night, so that may have been an additive.

Spek27: The Stretch & Bobbito documentary was recently released. You guys were regulars on the show. Any comment on that?

Gore Elohim: We had nothing to do with that documentary, nor asked. Surprising, since I was the one of the first 5 listeners of Bobbito in June of 1991.

Remy Ma…

Via Fader:

REMY MA: One day in high school, this Def Jam truck came around. They were promoting DMX’s new album. The side of the bus unfolded into a stage, and kids were battling. People was like, “Oh, Rem, you gotta go spit.” I was the only girl, so they were going crazy. That was the first time I performed on anything close to a stage with a crowd and everything, and I killed it. People started knowing me for being nice.

My crib was around the corner from Big Pun, and there was this dude from around my way that ran with him. This guy knew I rapped, and he was like, “Oh, I’ma link you up with Big Pun—spit for me.” I said, “No, I’m not just some human jukebox.” He was like, “Nah, for real. I wanna introduce you to him.”

We went over to Pun’s crib, and when I walk in, he’s sitting in there with boxers on, getting a massage. It’s just mad dudes everywhere. I started rhyming—the verse that I spit for him actually ended up on his album, on the song “Ms. Martin.” But he was just sitting there, like, “Aight, okay. That was aight. Here, give me your number.” That was it. I didn’t expect him to call.

But a couple days later, the phone rang. I pick it up and Big Pun is like, “You live in Castle Hill projects right? Come downstairs.” “Downstairs where?” “Out front of your building.” He’s out there with mad people. He said, “You know how to braid? I need my hair braided. Also, we ‘bout to do a video shoot with Jennifer Lopez.” So I braid his hair, and we go to this shoot, and I’m like, “Wow, this is Big Pun, that’s Fat Joe, there’s Jennifer freakin Lopez.” Pun introduced me to Joe, like, “This is my female rapper.” Mind you, this is the second time we’ve ever really been around each other. Every day after that, I came home from school and we would be in the studio late.

I found out that Pun passed in a cab. They were saying it on the radio, and I’m sitting there, like, “Pun is gon curse them out like a dog when he hears them saying he passed.” I had just seen him, and he was fine. He was actually talking about how he lost mad weight and showing old pictures of when he was cock diesel. So I called him and didn’t get an answer. I couldn’t believe it. Years earlier, when I had shouted Pun out on the “Ante Up” remix, it wasn’t to get any type of brownie points. He was the person that believed in me so much and had made so many plans for me, and he never got to see it happen.

Time passes, and my album comes out in February 2006. I catch this case in August 2007, and by March 2008, I’m in prison. I had been on tour; I was on the cover of the Village Voice; I was doing Us Weekly. I was doing things other artists hadn’t done a year into their careers. If you had asked me when I was in high school whether I ever thought I would end up in prison, I might have been like, “Well, you know, maybe,” because I was running around being a wild child. But after I started doing music? No way. I just could not believe it.

You go from a nice house in Jersey—“Oh, my Benz is parked here, my Jeep is parked there”—to a cell where you sit by yourself and a door you can’t walk out of when you want to. Those first days, I didn’t want to hear anything from anybody. I just wanted to be by myself, but people were like, “So how is Jay-Z? What is this person like? Is it true that that person is pregnant?” I wished I could just be regular and anonymous. And of course I was getting into it with people. If only you could see my list of disciplinary infractions from those days. People try you, like, “Oh word? She’s a rapper?” But I met so many great people, too, and got close to so many girls here.

The thing is, with women, it’s different. Dudes may go in and have their girl or their crew waiting for them and coming to visit. But I seen a lot of women get abandoned. You realize that just because someone is in prison, that doesn’t mean they are a horrible person. Hearing people’s stories and the details of their trials and what they went through, you end up even closer to them than your friends from the outside. Outside, you may go out and party with your friends, or maybe you went to school with them, but you didn’t live with them or go through so much with them, being oppressed together every single day. Two months from now, it might be different, but I know there are so many girls here that I wish weren’t in here, that I wish I could take with me.

I want to do little stupid things that people may even be surprised about. I want to go to an amusement park. I want to get my hair done, my nails done. I want to get some Popeyes, for real. But more than anything, I want to get back in the studio. When you’ve wanted to say something for years, and couldn’t, and didn’t have that platform—that’s all I want to do. I’m not rapping about popping bottles and being in the club, because it’s different experiences. But I’m ready to go in. I want people to know Rem is back.