I've finally taken the time to listen to I'll Sleep When You're Dead. This is a disk that I have found I can't get the full impact from in my car stereo. I needed to actually throw my headphones into the PC and listen to the tracks multiple times. 'Dear Sirs' is just crazy, the imagery that it invokes is amazing. Dig El-P and Cage going back and forth on 'Habeas Corpses,' they kill it! ...
Maybe I've officially become 'crotchety' at the old age of 33, but what was that? I don't mess with award shows, but as I was walking to the bar to do some drinking on Tuesday (FO, it had been a rough week already), I ran into a buddy who told me the awards were on that night. I heard there were some good performances, so I recorded it on the trusty DVR. Even with my gnat-like attention s...