Musical Rumblings: Grazin’ In The Grass Is A Gas
>>> Philly Skyline beats errrrrbody in the club outta the gate with a review of the new Roots record. To one and all they declare: “Damn, I say godDAMN, The Roots have returned. Hip-hop, let’s even put this out there, has returned. Where’s it been? Elephino.” [PhillySkyline]
>>> Confidential to Pitchfork: Your indiscriminate handjobbery of Man Man is starting to make even us feel uncomfortable. Not one but two stories on the groop today. [Pitchfork]
>>> New Espers side project to debut at, get this, The Henry Miller Library at Big Sur. Name of said project? GRASS. Oh hell yes. Says Greg Weeks: “[It] really isn’t Espery at all but three Espers with a Feather and a Currituck Co. But actually, it’s only two Espers not three, and with a Bright Black thrown in. Wait, I’m confused.[...] It’s a maiden voyage of self-discovery. [...]Expect a bathtub narration from me, and several wild and wooly romps in the hay with delectable bohemians.” Dude: You holdin’?
