Tuesday, August 01, 2006
I am going to fuck Cut Chemist.
Often, people say to me, they say, "Brandy. Will ever there be a man to tame the wilderness that is your savage heart?" And I say unto them, "Get bent". And then I say, "Yes. Yes, there is a man. One man, a man who can use a Disney's Haunted Mansion album like the one I had when I was little to make some of the sickest beats ever to have raps laid over them. One man who is so, so def"
That man...is Cut Chemist. Do yourselves a huge goddamn solid and buy his new album if you haven't already. You can also hear his genius on Jurassic 5's albums (not the most recent one, as he's departed to support his solo effort).
I mean, clearly we are meant for one another. He loves Old School rap. CHECK. He has awesome socks. CHECK. He's tall. CHECK. Has dark hair. CHIGGEDY CHECK. Did I mention he loves Star Wars? Oh, it's been checked, bitch.
Let the stalking commence!