Sunday, 2 September 2012

Ayo The Guardian

Your writing about Tumblr-derived neo-Rap really is the seagull which just keeps on cacking out golden sploshes of poop on some Birdsdo episode of Round The Twist type, um, shit. Taken from yesterday's Return of the hip-hop crew piece by Kieran Yates :


And that concludes my case why British women shouldn't ever be allowed to write about Rap, y'honour. I jest of course because Paul Lester will forever be the chief offender in comparing any Rapper who doesn't sound like Waka Flocka Flame to some artsy-fartsy cracka who was active between the years of 1967 to 1987, and every Guardian piece on Rappers inevitably ends up as a repository for comments from blokes like this cretin :


Food for thought, indeed. Let's all thank dibba-dabba-dinosaur-Rappin'-ass Mos Def for taking time out of his hectic schedule schedule of copping $700 Visvim chinos and $2000 CdG HOMME jackets from Union L.A to take a stand against the crass opulence of N*ggas In Paris, eh? FIGHT THE POWER, YELTSIN BEY!!!!

5 comments:

bradley said...

this is why i don't read the guardian!

Richard Tre Mane said...

The only good thing about it currently is John Patterson's movie column on a saturday.

Anonymous said...

I always thought Kieran Yates was a guy.

James said...

I quite fancy Hadley "men shouldn't wear jeans" Freeman.

Thomas said...

Man, whatever happened to REAL HIP-HOP?!?! *Goes back to listening to Dave Matthews Band*

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