Saturday, July 28, 2012
We got Big Ghost comin' to Providence in a couple weeks. Last time he came by himself, my man spotted him walking along the river on the morning of his show. Big-ass white fur coat. Nobody fucked with him. Ghostface, motherfucker. Still shamanistic.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
'Cause I really think Florence of Florence and the Machine could stand in for Tekitha if she ever got sick before a session. Wouldn't surprise me if the RZA's already approached Flo at some German festival or some shit. Nah, for real. Nah.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Then Raekwon jumped in and said "Numerous catz." The Wu clique, to be sure, has numerous cats. Count the satellite crews and you're probably in the neighborhood of about 50 or 60. Waiting for the definitive Wu genealogy. Wouldn't surprise me if a few legendary sidemen, post-war poets, and confidants of Barry Gottehrer are in the mix.
Friday, July 13, 2012
Ol' Dirty Bastard said "Now what party can you go to/and I ain't there/you bitches actin' like you don't care." He never indicated why he didn't make the party. I'd guess too much booze beforehand but I'd like some clarification on this point.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Ask yourself if Suga Bang Bang sang at any Wu members' weddings. Ask yourself why the Ghost Dog soundtrack, on which he appears, still fuckin' moves people when they least expect it. Forest Whitaker gotta bankroll a serious experimental acid trip type record laced by Bobby Digital. I mean some superhero phantasmagoric type shit. I mean what keeps all of us alive in the chamber of antimatter.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
I bet the atmosphere before a Wu-Tang video shoot is pretty tense -- 'specially now with some of the creative differences emerging between RZA and Rae. Plus the notion of waving your arms in front of a blue screen for an hour probably feels a little tiresome to a bunch of 50-year-olds. Fuck it, though, the "Tragedy" video was hot. RZA on that throne 'n shit. Lookin' all regal.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Have a similar vocal quality if you think about the wheezing and the yearning and the real hot shit that's borderline incomprehensible. Listen to "Doe Rae Wu," then "Please Crawl Out Our Window" and then come talk to me, bitch. Ol' Dirty Bastard, Bob Zimmerman, and lots and lots of vodka will carry you through any public function.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
I'd expect RZA to start investing in real-estate in lower Manhattan at some point, if he hasn't already. Picture the fuckin' marquee. Condos by the Prince -- Inquire Within. I'd inquire, 'cept I'll never have that kinda cash. Fuck the movie stars and the i-bankers and the rockstar painters who destroyed lower Manhattan for the rest of us.