I like to imagine myself heading up the defense team in Aesthetics Court at some future trial, when hip hop stands accused of not being that good. The prosecution will send a parade of critics and character witnesses to the stand, and I will decline to cross examine. The audience will murmur each time, and shake their heads. When the prosecution rests and it’s my turn, I’ll just play this song. Once the judge hears Madlib’s simple but structured, weird but fun beat kick in, he will know that, in the end, justice must surely find hip hop not guilty. And when he hears MF Doom say “Land of milk and honey with the swirls/ where reckless nekkid girls get necklaces of pearls,” (!) he will immediately bang his gavel (his bassiest gavel, on the one) and toss the case out. He’ll have to.
"How'm I s'posed ta know where ya mouth been last?" That's rad. I wish this was longer, oddly, which I usually do not wish for anything. I feel like with all the musical piece, one could've constructed a hip-hop soap opera, soap because of the music. The Wu would have made this too dramatical. ["Dramatical" is an acceptable English word when used in reference to the Wu-Tang Clan, by the by.]
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I like to imagine myself heading up the defense team in Aesthetics Court at some future trial, when hip hop stands accused of not being that good. The prosecution will send a parade of critics and character witnesses to the stand, and I will decline to cross examine. The audience will murmur each time, and shake their heads. When the prosecution rests and it’s my turn, I’ll just play this song. Once the judge hears Madlib’s simple but structured, weird but fun beat kick in, he will know that, in the end, justice must surely find hip hop not guilty. And when he hears MF Doom say “Land of milk and honey with the swirls/ where reckless nekkid girls get necklaces of pearls,” (!) he will immediately bang his gavel (his bassiest gavel, on the one) and toss the case out. He’ll have to.
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"How'm I s'posed ta know where ya mouth been last?" That's rad. I wish this was longer, oddly, which I usually do not wish for anything. I feel like with all the musical piece, one could've constructed a hip-hop soap opera, soap because of the music. The Wu would have made this too dramatical. ["Dramatical" is an acceptable English word when used in reference to the Wu-Tang Clan, by the by.]
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