By Marke B
Last week in the paper I wrote about outrageously contagious local tesseractic rapper Odynophagia — I love his killer live show and Social Masque album on his Millipede Handjob label. (The Alternative Tentacles of the ’10s?). Basically he’s a flesh alien, beaming up hyperreal art star Ryan Trecartin with a side of Dr. Octagon.
Odynophagia, “The Container is Pervasive” from Social Masque
Welp, just in time for our wobble-kneed Drug Issue, Odyn drops an exclusive freestyle just for us. Strap down your naked lunch and enjoy:
Note: Yo Marke, here’s a freestyle. Ya know freestyle in the purist OLD SCHOOL tradition. Which is: writing something over a period of 11 weeks. Focus grouping it, then having your stenographer earpierce buzz it when you battle Kool Herc. The rap’s about this retail accident demolecularizing my subjectivity, then me coming back as this ghastly thing assisted by lepers to turn YOU (the listener) into a infected prostitute mannequin that the male community will flock to (because you’re hot, and either gender, but really just cuz I dressed you pretty, and slathered on this hot lipgloss. Your lipgloss be poppin’)