Monday, November 9, 2009
It arrived in the universe at just the right time, a dirty, dirty, beautiful opus of handsome wordsmith kung fu dorks stating their cases over dirty filthy drums. The combination made my eyes bleed.
I don't know exactly where he is geographically right now, but I'm quite sure at this moment RZA is standing triumphantly on the cusp of a cliff or on top of a large rock, arms outstretched, looking down over all he has wrought.
Wendy René - “After Laughter Comes Tears”
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