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Monday, November 5, 2012

Earl Sweatshirt Brushes the Dirt Up Off His Psyche, Psyche, Psyche

Posted by on Mon, Nov 5, 2012 at 3:42 PM


Since his return from the Samoan boy's school he was sent to, Earl—by far the best rapper in LA's young-life Odd Future collective—hasn't really done too much beside a lackadaisacal appearance here and there until this, his new single "Chum." When he, at 16 years old, first popped up—putting OF on the map to those of us outside of the Fairfax skate/streetwear corridor scene—Earl seemingly summed up the his crew's ethos of bad taste and experimental pharmacology. Now a morose 18 (crazy to think Earl was born the same month that 12 Play came out), he is doing his damndest to get some real shit off of his chest, sans the childish, trollish rape/"faggot" bullshit, in full possession of his word-perfect rap style: feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is.

In the first verse, he talks about the absence of his father, South African poet Keorapetse Kgositsile. The best thing I read amidst all the think-pieces, stalk-pieces, and straight squarebutt rants about Odd Future is something that he said—actually one of the most telling things about rap in general that I'd ever heard. Regarding "commercially promoted hiphop," Kgositstile said: "I really don't think it's about anything of relevance, socially, other than young people saying they're hurt." That last is pretty apt, and as a whole, that quote pretty much explains the perspective of a lot of people's view on hiphop: the absentee parent that doesn't want to hear the protestations of their hurt child. It seems like the people that helped create the ugliness that made such hurt, rarely see value in the cries of the hurting.

Earl's second verse details exactly how he felt about the "Where's Earl" frenzy during his absence :

Tolerance for boundaries, I know you happy now
Craven and these Complex fuck niggas that tracked me down
Just to be the guys that did it, like I like attention
Not the type where niggas trying to get a raise at my expense
Supposed to be grateful, right, like thanks so much you made my life
Harder and the ties between my mom and I strained and tightened
Even more than they were before all of this shit
Been back a week and I already feel like calling it quits

Something sinister to it, or in the words of one of his obvious influences: What do I think of success? It sucks. Too much press.

 

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bunnypuncher 1
Seriously though, "feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is." O_O

Also warms my heart every time a young rapper raps about old basketball players and not Pokémon. But that's cuz I'm old, and I know that.
Posted by bunnypuncher http://twitter.com/princess_wolfie on November 5, 2012 at 3:53 PM · Report this
Larry Mizell, Jr. 2
I am generally hostile towards all Pokemon & manga rap, that shit is straight knürdcoar
Posted by Larry Mizell, Jr. on November 5, 2012 at 4:25 PM · Report this
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plz dont judge the knürdcoar.
Posted by Billy the Fridge on November 6, 2012 at 11:41 AM · Report this

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