Wakefield Brewster, da lyrical pitbull

In the introduction to Wakefield Brewster’s new CD, he tells the story of his first poetry reading: he showed up and discovered that it was a slam and was subsequently eliminated in the first round. He immediately went back home, tore his poems apart and put them back together again, injecting them with that mysterious and powerful substance known as flow. The man who emerged from that poetic transformation is the man whose immense talent for both composition and performance is on display on this CD; a man who is as comfortable spitting tight old-school rap over excellently produced musical environments as he is unaccompanied, growling post-urban beat poetry like a Bajan-Canadian Allen Ginsberg. (Richard Rosenbaum)

CD, Kill Whitey Records, www.killwhiteyrecords.com


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