You all already know why I’m asking that question, right?
For the past decade or more, rap music has become outright terrifying. I was just about to hang it up! Talib went Tweet, twat mad, Busta Bus falling off stages (with the Luvs my CoCo dude – No!!!) Yasin Bey b.k.a. Mos Def fled the country (that’s all good), but then announced his retirement? Afrika Bambatta accused of molestation?!? Damn. I even saw new claims of Tupac being alive. We got desperate, ya’ll.
But then I saw Team Backpack and 16yo Astro on Sway and I felt blood going back into my toes. Then I saw Gza in concert, then Grand Master Flash… Then Netflix stepped in with the documentaries like Sample This, Art of Organized Noise, and then Luke Cage emerged with the genius of Ali Shaheed Muhammad, then The Get Down, and I was like, Okay! My fingers started tingling.
And then there was… Continue reading