A Tribe Called Quest – “Butter”...

Like I was some kind of angel when I left for NYC. Hayden Hall was a treasure trove of beauty from all corners of the United States. But the one I wanted the most, the one I had then lost, the one who actually gave a fuck about me despite my clear Texas myopia, was the one whose namesake is the antagonist of this track. I don’t want to get too deep into this. This exercise is unearthing demons. Let’s just say I should’ve agreed with her that “Electric Relaxation” was/is the best song on Midnight Marauders. Losing skins because I held my ground on the greatness of “Oh My God” was a poor time to be so fucking principled. PS The girl above is not her, but a very reasonable facsimile. PPS You get an “E” for Effort and “T” for Nice Try. CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...

Phife – “Dear Dilla” Jan22

Phife – “Dear Dilla”

So it’s now a thing that I have not watched Michael Rapaport’s “Beats, Rhymes, and Life” documentary on A Tribe Called Quest. I’m scared. These dudes are living legends to me. Between Gang Starr, Tribe, and Public Enemy, my teenage consciousness was forged. So all the while that Q-Tip/Kamaal Fareed has been living his SoulQuarian/Ummah/Abstract post-ATCQ life, Phife has been toiling in obscurity. Without Googling, I’ll say I remember the “Miscellaneous” record, another record, an album, diabetes, the comeback tours, and now this track. It’s kind of a greatest snippets of Dilla’s Slum Village-era production with a liberal dollop of “Hold Tight.” Props to DJ Rasta Root on the production....