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dukeofdelridge
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anyone read this??
pretty gnarly.
I loved his answer to "what do you think about people calling you 'the Godfather of rap?", though: "I think they made a mistake."
pretty gnarly.
I loved his answer to "what do you think about people calling you 'the Godfather of rap?", though: "I think they made a mistake."
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something like that...remove quotes from the question, I guess. Good stuff about his being confused with Last Poets, being a member of the Last Poets, etc...
the rap angle is secondary: the punchline is that he smokes cocaine daily.
Any chance of a c&p for those of us who don't subscribe/get it a week late? I buy The New Yorker every now and again, usually for things like this, but I have to go quite far out of my way to cop it these days. This paywall thing is really taking hold now, isn't it?
Also, LOL at M.I.A.'s label boss being described as "British hip-hop producer Richard Russell" (although I'm sure he'll be chuffed at the description).
GSH never liked that "godfather of rap" tag. I remember a TV interview with him in about 81/82, where the journalist's entire angle was, "As the godfather of rap, what do you think of...etc., etc", and he began to get pretty tired of it. He was asked if he'd heard "The Message", and he said something like, "Yeah, I heard it. Couldn't figure out what the message was, though..."
any instructions on how to save this digitally and kill paper media just that much more? (and if you say "printscreencaps," you'd better be sending me rackords lol)
it's some java reader thing. there's an option to print pages off: how can I print these to a file or whatever?
I couldn't get past how wrecked his voice sounds these days
So Friends band opened on time. Then we waited about 2 hours, and nothing. At about 1AM, they said he was 10 mins away (he was looking for dope). We knew the club would shut at 2. So we left. I wouldn't bother again. I can't remember if he ever did show for even a couple of numbers.
I can't see him being coherent enough to record anything meaningful, especially when the bar, for me, is set at the "Home Is Where The Hatred Is" level offa "It's Your World".
A tragic waste. You know how this is going to end.