Letter to a disgruntled rapper

 

It wasn’t the best review. It wasn’t the worst.

Here it is, if you want to read the whole thing yourself: http://www.newsreview.com/sacramento/soundadvice/blogs#BlogPost-4417584

However, my readers, I’ve noticed, aren’t actually big readers.

So, instead, I’ll give you a play by play:

I went to this show and one of the performers, Meinphragm, was awful. Beyond awful.

His raps were so bad that at first I thought he was having a grand mal seizure.

I thought he had swallowed the microphone and was going into a fit of oxygen deprivation.

I thought he had been possessed by wack Milli Vanilli  ghosts. I called a priest to exorcize him.

Anyway, he didn’t like my review. He said I was hating on him. Meinphragm started a Facebook battle. He said that, ON HIS KIDS,  he was going to beat my ass. He even challenged me to a real life duel!

So as a man of God, a man of peace and a man of unflinching integrity, I wrote Meignphragm a video letter.

The last thing I need is a scar on this flawless mug.