Hitting. Sound tearing the fabric of space. Slicing. Chess pieces boxing one another. Shattering philosophies. Bubbling tea. The RZA. Sensai of the Wu. Do you know him? You should. If you don’t. Then I’m sorry that you suck so much for never really knowing just how deep and powerful HIP-HOP once was. [ Continue Reading ]
I remember going to the circus. Although sometimes a frightening experience (I am deathly afraid of clowns to which I blame Stephen King’s It), I managed to sit through the entirety of each show, eyes wide and munching quietly on buttery goodness. Maleonn has extracted some of the nightmarish qualities of the circus and implanted them beautifully on a picture.