I’m sick as hell and my brain feels like it’s been stripped and sold for scrap metal. I tried to write a Kriss Kross obituary, but the words came out as tangled as the dance moves I once attempted to bust to “I Missed the Bus.” But let me offer a heavy-hearted RIP in lieu of a heavy-handed eulogy.
It is one of those days where everything feels as though it spells doom, not with capital letters. So there is something that fits perfectly into this Shabazz Palaces remix of Animal Collective. Rather than attempt to search for plutonium in their miasma pop, Shabazz opt to re-work almost everything about it. This is haunting and in the words of fake Prince, “very Devilish.” Shabazz Palaces never met anything they couldn’t make murky and mercury-colored. This is no exception. I am going to spend the rest of the day listening to this, drinking orange juice, and hallucinating. Merry Thursday.