Buck 65
At the Moby concert in Montreal this year, the opening act was done by a man who goes by the alias Buck 65. I didn't really care for him at the time because I really wanted to Moby, but one song of his stuck in my head called Wicked and Weird.
"...Hole in the muffler; ghosts on the shoulder; cough drops, loose change in the beverage holder; to roll down the window, you gotta us a wrench; been thinking about brushing up on my French; Right there in the glove box, if you should look; you'll find forty parking tickets and a copy of the good book..."
Yes it's hip-hop style, but it truly is more like poetry :
"... here on the water no harm could come to me; but a revolver was left on my table by somebody; just in case they said nonchalantly; which was fine at the time but now the words haunt me; sitting there loaded the air is electric; distracting, my thoughts are destructive and hectic; it reminds me of crimes i haven't committed; i feel guilty of having done something i didn't; i'm terrified but for some reason am smiling..."
"...The mask comes off, and your face fades away;You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray..."
"...unfortunately for me my private part is enormous..." (from a song about a porn star centaur)
"...craftmanship is a quality that some lack..."
Try him out, all of you two readers who read this, and let me know what you think.
"...Hole in the muffler; ghosts on the shoulder; cough drops, loose change in the beverage holder; to roll down the window, you gotta us a wrench; been thinking about brushing up on my French; Right there in the glove box, if you should look; you'll find forty parking tickets and a copy of the good book..."
Yes it's hip-hop style, but it truly is more like poetry :
"... here on the water no harm could come to me; but a revolver was left on my table by somebody; just in case they said nonchalantly; which was fine at the time but now the words haunt me; sitting there loaded the air is electric; distracting, my thoughts are destructive and hectic; it reminds me of crimes i haven't committed; i feel guilty of having done something i didn't; i'm terrified but for some reason am smiling..."
"...The mask comes off, and your face fades away;You radiate eighty-eight full shades of gray..."
"...unfortunately for me my private part is enormous..." (from a song about a porn star centaur)
"...craftmanship is a quality that some lack..."
Try him out, all of you two readers who read this, and let me know what you think.
posted by Benjamin at 10:01 PM
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