The Liquid Swords instrumentals are providing the soundtrack to my sorrow at watching Roy Halladay destroy the Cincinnati Reds like a Afghani-built bomb embedded in a cork of champagne. I found this floating around the Internet last week and have been meaning to post it ever since. Many moons ago, I wrote a 1,200 word […]

In what is becoming a trite excuse that no one but me cares about, I am crawling to the end of another deadline. Posts may or may not be light for the rest of the day.When I emerge from my cavern on the rings of fucking Saturn, I probably need to revisit the I Got […]

The Wu-Massacre trio clearly squandered Def Jam’s art budget on the official album cover, leaving the promo mixtape graphics to the jurisdiction of a stoned intern from Fordham with a rudimentary handle of Photoshop.  Were one to judge a mixtape by its cover, this one would involve Ghostface’s unsavory relationships with gilded eagles, Rae feebly […]

“Connect and network, that’s the part of the game that no one understands” –Raekwon. So says the chef, which explains why two decades deep the Clan commands a stature that stands up to easy Beatles comparisons. No one will ever confuse the Wu’s run between 2000 and 2008 with the Beatles of 62-70, but the […]