The preternaturally talented Watson channels St. Future Hendrixx of Georgia.
What more can you expect from a Basquiat-reverent ex-ballet dancer?
Never relax, never get comfortable.
We’re presenting a rap show on Thursday for people who like rap shows. Maybe you enjoy a good old fashioned rap show? If not, maybe you have accidentally clicked onto the wrong site. The confusion may be my fault. We are in the promise of revitalizing the prestigious Cat Fancy brand in order to create […]
The “Do Not Enter” tag isn’t a recommendation, it’s a warning. Chester Watson returns with the melancholy slink, bowing his head sullenly in the shadows. The hardest 17 year old rapper seething over paisley dust loops ready to collapse with the rest of the abandoned house. They don’t. This is another fragment from the darkness […]
The third Pharaoh being Chester Watson, spitting gilded hieroglyphics and raps for those with wrapped heads and without. Dismiss any owl who may claim to be in the lineage, but merely has intimate knowledge of what Yeezus did in a sarcophagus. Chester is closer to the lineage of Monch, the saturnine one who rocked scarabs […]
Jonah Bromwich has a 40 ounce with quinoa and hemp for breakfast Chester Watson’s got a new pay-what-you-like release on his bandcamp page called my girlfriend made me drop this, which had me imagining some stoned-out, space-alien-eating-R.-Kelly-and-wearing-his-skin-instrumentals. While that’s not quite the case here—these are rap beats proper—Chester has softened his sound a mite, from […]
Mexican wrestling masks, Afu-Ra hair, stray cats, and strong blunts comprise the short list of shots for “Act IV | Scene IV-V-VII,” the mini-movie from the agnostic Buddhist, Chester Watson. Ennui is rarely this unnerving. There are rare Japanese snacks and bodegas, villainy fit for a Dumile, and a monotone style fit for your favorite […]
Dirty and drugged loops that sound like something Capadonna would’ve milked a cow over. Bring forth Chester Watson, head full of scabs, frame full of high blood pressure, kicking these rotten samurai skeins. Higher than Hemp heads, rugged as Hempstead. This is just 96 seconds of severed arteries and bullion bars. He tweeted yesterday that […]