No time to delve into the logistics. I’m pressed for time, already tardy for a train tunneling into the West Village. In brief, I have a fairly massive article in today’s LA Weekly–the longest one I’ve ever written. 3,000 words, 47 commas, four hyphens and one mention of Domino’s “Getto Jam.” The piece focuses on the Golden Years of LA hip-hop, the city’s fall from grace during the ’00s and the four rappers (Knux, Bishop Lamont, Blu and Pacific Division) who are helping to make me no longer embarrassed of my hometown. Is that a possibly Sisyphean task, when you consider that Los Angeles is responsible for both Paris Hilton and Neil Strauss’ The Game? You be the judge.
LA Weekly: Has the LA Hip-Hop Plague Finally Passed
