Black Elvis/Lost In Space
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This dude is straight up nutz. I'm going
to assume it's drugs or mental illness or both, but it's like
some bizarre alien invaded Keith's head and speaks through him.
Back in his Ultramagnetic
days, he was wacky, but not crazy. And then he was
Dr. Octagon, a deranged psychopath of a doctor, but that
seemed intentional and targeted. And then he was Dr.
Dooom, which was closest to his actual self, but probably
a little too close to MF Doom for
comfort. This, on the other hand, is just butt ass loony. Granted,
this guy might be crazy like a fox, cuz his slightly robotic
delivery and nonsensical spitting babble about space and women
and bragging is incredibly infectious. The man is just in love
with buttholes and barfing and the strangest of strange pop-culture
references. He's clearly delirious in his assessment about his
stardom, but that might be part of the inside joke. The music
itself is layered with deep bass, overlaid with organ bleeps
and bloops. He surely isn't for everyone--and in fact might
annoy the crap out of most--but this is certainly entertaining
as hell in a Escape from New York kind of way. |
Musical Connections:
Analog Brothers
Dr. Dooom
Dr. Octagon
Ultramagnetic MC's
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