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We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be. ~Kurt Vonnegut
About a year ago, my friend
Dylan put together a hip-hoppish LP called
Astral
Projection, a sample-heavy first-person narrative of fast fame and
even faster fall told through the persona of Gold Hick, a flaming out glam
rapper. Some call it electroclash; the Bowie influence is obvious. At the
time, I had come into a little money and used a good chunk of it to publish
the record under the newly minted label
Lonely Clone. I
wasn't wild about the cover, but I believed that the artist should have full
creative control over the product, so I rolled with it. |
