west columbia, SC
The Biography of Dolawhite
Name: Dolawhite (AKA Freshy Lo)
Born: Lexington, SC
Hometown: South Congaree, SC
Super Power: The ability to freeze time
Likes: Things that make him laugh and/or love
Dislikes: People who make music
Hopes: One day shit rappers can be aborted before they are given record deals
Dolawhite was raised by wolves on the dirt roads and woods a few miles south of the Columbia Metro Airport in South Congaree. Eventually the wolves turned over guardianship to human parents in the form of a single mother, grandmother and grandfather. Soon thereafter, was taken to a doctor and after a biopsy was diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy. At this very day Dolawhite believes the wolves were at fault for the MD, a lawsuit is currently pending is SC, Dolawhite V. Wolf(ses)
Dolawhite was walking these dirt roads of his hometown, wearing his Superman undies, when he stumbled across a trash pile. On this pile he found an album by the Beastie Boys entitled Licensed to Ill. This would be an introduction to hip hop for a young Dolawhiite, and a lasting impression. He also found the board game LIFE, well, part of it, the people were missing, possibly an early factor in his anti-social personality disorder.
Dola later wrote his first song at the age of 12. Sure it sucked but other kids his age were eating boogers and masterbating to a Victoria Secret catalog. He was doing the same thing too, but was also creative, which at the time wasn‘t a code word for gay or retarded.
Soon Dolawhite and longtime friend MC Roadblock began writing songs. What resulted was a Beastie style with a little hardcore thrown in, nothing much came of the songs because beats were hard to come by on the dirt roads. The only way they knew to make beats was to use that Wal-Mart karaoke machine and loop certain parts of a song and record it on cassette to come up with a halfass beat.
In the late 90’s however a group was formed called Crape Murdyl. The hardcore group consisted of Dolawhite, MC Roadblock, and DJ Jambox. Shortly after the formation of the group, Jambox died from AIDS as the result of a Senate Street ass bang freakout fest. Pengis Dong was recruited, Dolawhite took over the beat making.
Thus the demise of Crape began. Dolawhites’ lack of hip hop format, including one page verses, and off the wall crazy ass(not in a good way) beats, combined with Roadblocks total lack of rhythm led to a few years of songmaking, with no album produced. The end was affirmed, while recording, Dolawhite turned into a tree while under the influence of LSD.
The only high point was the 1999 Cannibus Cup Tour in Amsterdam, Holland. Dolawhite, Pengis and Big Pingus Sr. had a major arrival in Hash-Town, upon arrival they received mad hash yo, blowjobs, and McChickens. Dolawhite described it as “Oh my fuckin’ God!” he later described it as “Oww, my fuckin’ ass hurts.” then as “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me that!” followed by “I haven’t been here before, I didn’t know I couldn’t jerk off on a pig.” even more later as “I ain’t wearing that shit!” as the vacation ended Dolawhite, calmly, concluded, “You are the worst fuckin’ tour guides ever Pengis Brothers!“. All in all a good time was had by all.
The group broke up and from time to time the rapping bug would catch Dolawhite, however fleeting was the moment.
In the year 2008 Dola realized that this gift he has been given is truly a gift. .As much as he tries to get away from rapping it always comes back to find him in the form of a line, a verse, or a hook. In a time where rap is just trash Dolawhite knows he has a unique voice, lyrics and sound. The talent is there, the songs are coming, the only thing needed is promotion to get the work out there.
Dolawhite is currently “grinding” so to speak, working on an EP entitled The Free EP which is due to be released in Spring of 2009. Dola intends to use this disc as a promotional tool to truly begin his career in the music business, while also working on his first full length album The Neverending Story.
Who knows where this story will end, but right now it is only beginning. Come along for the ride, it is in your best interest. If you are not a Dolawhite fan you clearly either A: have your panties or undies in a wad or B: are a total fucking moron that believes todays music is AWESOME.
Either way Dolawhite forgives, and asks you to ride shotgun with him on the journey to a legendary career in music….and life.