Max Bell┬áspends far too much time on Bandcamp. Sifting through beat tapes on Bandcamp can be daunting. The boom bap wormhole is infinite. Distinguishing shit from shine is not. It takes time. Clicking and scrolling takes less physical exertion than trekking to Amoeba and sifting through the racks of plastic only to find the listening […]
No shish kabobs, afro-picks, and dashikis. The Wrecking Crew come with scallops, Columbian neckties, and tailor-made suits. Plus, the occasional goose that needs to be fed. For anyone raised on the Wu as holy scripture, this is far better than any fan fiction you could ever conceive. This is building a heavily fortified compound addition […]
When Zilla first told me about the concept behind Wu-Tang Pulp, I thought it was a terrible idea. The Wu canon is inviolate. There is no way to improve a song like “Bring the Pain” when Method Man raps as smooth and stellar as nutella. A banger like “Fish” is better than even pot-encrusted Branzino. […]
Pain brought and antidotes bandied about by Has-Lo, Curly Castro, and Ethel Cee, who is the greatest rapper to ever share a name with an I Love Lucy character. Word to Fab Five Freddy Mertz. Truthfully, I would prefer doses from Castro and Has too, who respectively lurk in the background and flip the classic […]
Castro, outside the window, selling la to the Darkman. Kung fu flicks. Brooklyn, you know. South Philly, you know. Monty Hall in the gallery. Zilla, stylish with bullet-proof confidence. Bad bitches and bad attitudes means mathematics has been studied. Vodka in the freezer. Todd Koppel looking nervous. Moms rocking Ghostface, not the Chef. Respect tape […]
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