KAISER VON POWDERHORN - PROF
Like the savior in these last days, you should know Prof by now. All you sleepyheads rest easy; he's still on his "Rocket Man mission," even though dude's already miles above the game. Maybe that's why he still calls himself the "undiscovered son." (Or sun? Yeah, that's a metaphor, kiddies.) But sleep no more: The new five-song EP, Kaiser Von Powderhorn, with its limited production and availability, is bound to be a rare treasure for the rest of your days. Dope on wax. Prof is wall-to-wall here in all his glory, with clever one-liners out the ass, hyperactive and delicious vocab spills popped like collars—picture a supreme smartass with gorilla swagger and a mouth as fast as his mind. Oh my gawd. Half the time he plays with the beat like a cat on a dead mouse, batting it mockingly, going from 0 to 60 and back again in three seconds just to test the engine. - City Pages
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