Showing posts with label Dr. Octagon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dr. Octagon. Show all posts

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Change My Pitch Up, Smack My Bitch Up

I saw the video once. On MTV.

It was pulled. Soon after.

I haven't watched it since.

Likely tame. By today's standards.

Someone mentioned it was Kool Keith. The refrain.

That didn't mean much to me. It would have. A year or two later.

Kool Keith - Matthew. Family name draw. Christmas. New.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I Almost Bought the Beats Only Release in Error

There was a period. It felt like Dan the Automator was everywhere.

It wasn't that long ago.

Everywhere. Hands in everything.

Solo. Albarn. Hip Hop. Rap. Indie.

A love of all things Elliott.

Now. He's been replaced. It feels like that. Sometimes. Most of the time.

Danger Mouse. Hands in everything. The same everything.

Flavor of the year. Years.

Output. With few exceptions. Awful.

Gnarls Barkley. Inexplicable.

Dr. Octagon - Dr. Octagonecologyst. Somewhere? New.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Porn and Beats

Taking the train to Temple University.

The R3. West Trenton.

Always running into people. From high school.

All roads lead to Temple. For some of us. They still do.

Talking to Denise. I hadn't seen her in some time.

Not sure what the discussion was.

It came to Kool Keith.

My knowledge. Limited to Dr. Octagon.

She liked Dr. Octagon. She liked Kool Keith. It all paled in comparison to. Ultramagnetic MCs.

I took it all in.

Eventually. I gave them a listen. I disagreed. I still prefer his work. Since.

Kool Keith - Black Elvis/Lost in Space
. eBay. Used.