If side B could have been as good as the side A Goodie Mobb/Wu/Cypress mixture, this tape would be slamming all the way through. Side B drifts off though. When I saw GZA and Muggs last year, the night GZA preached over silence and crickets chirping about some bullshit for like 25 minutes and ruined hip hop for me for like a month, Muggs' set on the turntables was fun as shit. DJs have become even more of an afterthought than they used to be, because I've seen DJs basically just hook up ipods and play their instrumentals that way, without once looking for a record (not even scrolling their stupid ipods), and that's even if a guy has a DJ. Muggs' beats have always been that soul 7-inch dug nonsense that Shadow and Cut Chemist have better exploited amongst the intelligentsia backpacker set. There's a second tape to this concept, but I ain't heard it, and unless somebody tells me it's the greatest shit ever, I don't know if I ever will.
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