This is Spoken Word. This Is Mega Truth.
One day I am going to give my brain permission to tap into the ninety percent of gray matter that has long lain dormant. Dangerous as the choice may seem, I have few qualms, for I know well what she will choose to do.
Fuzz! Crackle! Static! Silence!
Do not adjust your stereo.
This is NOT a TEST.
This is the Emergency Broadcast System of My Mind, deciding it's about damn time the masses
got off their respective asses
and opened their ears to the truth
to the groove
to the sounds middle america was never meant to hear.
Coming up in the hour, we have a few tasty tracks from that gorgeous metal-core quartet, All That Remains, ready and rearing to explode your eardrums. Before we let that happen, however, we'll trickle down some Sufjan Stevens, that lyrical alt-country-indie breed built to soothe. The gut wrenching, beat-popping, psuedo-symphonic stylings of Anti-Pop Consortium will also be here to bless you shortly, with their power track 'Mega'.
But first, ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present to you the prophetic spoken-word anthems of Saul Williams!
Crackle! Static! Sizzle!
Do not adjust your stereo!
Unless you intend to turn the biatch Up!
Yea!
Fuzz! Crackle! Static! Silence!
Do not adjust your stereo.
This is NOT a TEST.
This is the Emergency Broadcast System of My Mind, deciding it's about damn time the masses
got off their respective asses
and opened their ears to the truth
to the groove
to the sounds middle america was never meant to hear.
Coming up in the hour, we have a few tasty tracks from that gorgeous metal-core quartet, All That Remains, ready and rearing to explode your eardrums. Before we let that happen, however, we'll trickle down some Sufjan Stevens, that lyrical alt-country-indie breed built to soothe. The gut wrenching, beat-popping, psuedo-symphonic stylings of Anti-Pop Consortium will also be here to bless you shortly, with their power track 'Mega'.
But first, ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present to you the prophetic spoken-word anthems of Saul Williams!
Crackle! Static! Sizzle!
Do not adjust your stereo!
Unless you intend to turn the biatch Up!
Yea!