I saw this last week, and I'm still speechless. I'm actually scared that every awkward, nerdy looking
underground gem-loving hiphop geek in the NW retreats to their basement lab after a local rap show, then proceeds to record a song every bit as ball-shrivelingly bad as this. Fantasies of extravagant violence towards this Kosh character dance through my head as his ginger beard advances ever-towards me, threatening my way of life with his stupid-ass post-1998 binary view of hiphop. It makes me wish I could grab the lady who emailed me at KEXP on Sunday to complain about the word "bitch" in "
Wisdom Body" from
the fucking Purple Tape(no
Pixies), and make her watch this until she starts reciting
Willie D lyrics. Is that weird?
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