The first part of Of Mics And Men, the four-hour Wu-Tang Clan documentary, airs on Showtime this weekend. I am ready. This week’s picks are below.
The silky R&B shirt is where I started chuckling. The horny dancing notary public is where I lost it.
When I was going to Hollertronix club nights in 2003 or 2004, I could’ve probably imagined that Diplo would end up at a country festival, doing shots with Guy Fieri. I could’ve also probably guessed that he’d have a song with Cam; it just would’ve been a different Cam. Anyway, Stagecoach looks fun as hell, and I’m mad at myself for never having been.
It’s nice to see that Clement, Spike’s demon friend from Buffy, is still finding work. Looks like he might’ve had some work done.
I don’t know as much about UK social politics as I probably should, but I know enough to know that the image of a rapper using Excalibur to knight dudes in hoodies is some radical shit.
The best rap-video treatment of the underground backyard-fighting scene I’ve seen since Lil Wyte’s “I Sho Will.”