Ben Grenrock takes a look at the 20th anniversary of The Dynospectrum's Rhymesayers debut.
Julian Brimmers and Aesop Rock talk about rapping at 50, making music in a barn, and the merits of keeping a tight creative circle.
Max Bell taught Kate Upton the Cat Daddy. A man and his cat should not be underestimated. The cat keeps man home, keeps man working to keep it alive and well fed. For the unfamiliar, the working man pictured above is Aesop Rock. He is forever buying cat food and thus forever on a roll. […]
Paul Thompson’s brain is IBM compatible Eyedea was the meanest battle rapper you had ever heard–until he wasn’t. Micheal Larsen won Scribble Jam the same summer he graduated from Highland Park High School in St. Paul. The following year–when he was finally old enough to vote–he beat Immortal Technique in New York to win Rocksteady […]
Just last week, Paul Thompson asked me to christen his kid. Dem Atlas is the kind of person to take a friendly “How’re you doing?” at face value. The short answer: it’s complicated. The unabridged version comes in the form of “All We Got”, the Minneapolis upstart’s first proper release since signing with Rhymesayers. While […]
Will Hagle got his back all chiseled This winter may never end. No one understands this more than Rhymesayers, whose Minneapolis headquarters crowned them King of the North long ago (because it’s now impossible to talk about either rap or winter without at least one gratuitous Game of Thrones reference). Grieves’ recently released Winter & […]
Paul Thompson originally hails from Minnesnowta.  “Plus you’re getting old, your raps are exhausted/Stop it, everybody knows that you’ve lost it” –Slug, 2005 Slug should feel validated: he was right and you were wrong. After 2005’s You Can’t Imagine How Much Fun We’re Having, Minneapolis’ favorite drifter shed the sad clown introspection for stories about […]
Aesop Rock, Hells Angel August 21, 2012
But with the throttle screwed on there is only the barest margin, and no room at all for mistakes. It has to be done right…and that’s when the strange music starts, when you stretch your luck so far that fear becomes exhilaration and vibrates along your arms. You can barely see at a hundred; the […]
Get More: There’s no Rosetta to decrypt the hieroglyphics of“ZZZ Top”, another byzantine banger from the man who stole his moniker from a Greek master of myth (No Homer). Figures. Aes Riddle teases clues six syllables at a time. The kid carving Zoso in his desk or trying to tag Zulu onto Chucks in […]