Yesterday’s post inspired me to present a double feature—I love the epics!

“Cette théories et la mienne sur le chiffre 7. Le nombre divin la somme parfaite. Il était symbole de vie éternel. Chez les Égyptiens de l’antiquité, rappelle toi, que 7 jours de la création en fait. Il est le caire des cycles complets. Le mouvement total la perfection dynamique. 7 jours de la semaine, j’explique. 7 fois 24 heures est une période lunaire. Puis vient le changement. A tu compris que tous ce qu’il y a dans ce monde est 7. La synthèse d’une lumière que rien n’arrête. Il est le point culminant de toute chose la cime. Qu’on observe encore dans nos corps. Il brille de tous ses feux. 1, 2, pour les jambes, 3, 4, pour les bras, 5 pour le tronc, 6 pour le sexe. Quant à la tête, elle est le 7.”

Seven. Dig it. The production gets a 7, too.

Because it was so good the first time, they had to bring it back—Pumps And A Bump 2!

High Street and Brookdale Park!

“Nobody cares what I think so I drink, causing mad trouble, pulling guns in an eye blink.”

The Beatnuts are not known for their lyrics. I mean, they are The BEATnuts. Yet occasionally a verse of theirs will catch my attention.

If removed from the personal (as a statement by JuJu about JuJu) and considered as a comment on social behavior, cause and effect, and the human condition, then this verse holds some insight and profundity worth noting.

Now back to the beats.

Now where was I, before I got interrupted… Oh yes, Tricky:

“Stop me talking like a tough guy. Subject matter’s love, subject matter’s love. What would I need another enemy. I know I love you, I can feel you in my energy. I’m too scared to be a gun-totting gangster wanna-be. I’ve got too much love inside of me.”

Courageous, this bit. Very stand up.

I know, it’s not Wednesday. I know, I have been skimpy with the hip hop lyrics this week. I know, I have strayed categorically, thematically, and in terms of genre. What can I say? The whole week, it seems I haven’t been myself. I am not making my own decisions. I have been possessed!

I had no choice. The force was too strong.

But seriously, don’t you think this is a good lead-in for the weekend?

I’m feeling too lazy and don’t care enough to do a web search or check Wikipedia or whatever, but still, I am wondering… what happened to Coolio?

And is this for real?: Cookin’ With Coolio