Hi, readers of Stereogum! My name is Tom Breihan, and I’m the older of the two new guys around here. A few internet eons ago, I wrote the Status Ain’t Hood blog for the Village Voice. For the past couple of years, I’ve been a staff writer at Pitchfork. And yes, that means Brandon and I just acted out our own ’80s body-switching comedy. He’s Judge Reinhold. I’m Fred Savage.
A few things about me: I’m tall enough that complete strangers point and stare. I come from the beautiful town of Baltimore, Maryland; perhaps you’ve enjoyed our byzantine crime dramas on television. I’m a dad. This past weekend, I moved from Chicago to Virginia, which was not fun. I like dogs and nachos and professional wrestling. I really, really like rap music, so you can expect to see some more of that around here.
For my first post, my new bosses here at Stereogum have graciously allowed me to pick a new song to share. I’ve chosen one that brings together two things I enjoy: Sleepy-eyed New Orleans stoner-rap and British second-wave ska. Back in the late ’90s, Fiend was a raspy-voiced firebreather and one of the most animated figures on Master P’s No Limit Records. But more recently, he’s linked up with fellow No Limit veteran Curren$y and become a drawling elder-statesman type. On “Ghost Town,” he raps over the Specials’ spectral ska classic of the same title.