Not a lot of people understood that DARKSEID was emotionally vincible—Understand me, internets and fifty-two universes, I know you don't care anything about me and, yes, I'm bitter—oh so bitter, bitter plus bitter-er, bitter put into the table of elements, bitter pure—and I don't care about you, either, except that I do. Don't you understand that you not caring about me hurts me caring about me? The mirror gets all fuzzy, I don't see just myself anymore, I see chairs, furniture, a glass container of morticoccus, the books behind my head. I guess I'm looking in the mirror in the hallway. And here I thought I was talking to myself in the bathroom mirror. I don't know where I'm at any longer.
DARKSEID out.
"Hurt Feelings" + Flight Of The Conchords So the new season is wildly uneven, looks a little like a llama, etcetera, whatever. We can still say something nice about their profiterole new rap, can we not? Catchy, funny, surreal—"tears of a rapper" plus Biz Markie's outfit from the video equals a nice night in Absurdistan—and well worth the wait. I've scrolled for hours through Hype Machine and thought myself well-rewarded for one, maybe two, solid mp3s, and I don't mind sitting through an hour-and-a-half of FOTC if it means hearing something as good as "Some people say that rappers are invincible, WE'RE VINCIBLE". Jemaine's form on the first verse is killer, btw.
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