Monday, September 28, 2009

Blakroc

I've never been a real hip-hop head.

I don't know my Craig Macks from my J-Dillas and sometimes, I can barely discern the difference between N.W.A and P.E. However, I do appreciate the genre enough to publicly bemoan distressed Run-DMC shirts being sold at Forever XXI (are you serious?!?!?)

More importantly though, I do and always have, appreciated the fine art of a lyricist rhyming magical over slick beats, and my affinity towards potently poetic hip-hop is well known - especially when those rhymes are juxtaposed with heavy, genre-bending guitar riffs (insert RATATAT remixes here...)

Which is why, when I came across this tidbit this morning, I simply, literally fell out of my chair...



I.cannot.effin.wait.