Sasha Frere-Jones Blogs On The Wu


The New Yorker’s Blog section is one of the pleasant surprises arising out of old media’s invasion of the blogosphere. New Yorker pop music critic Sasha Frere-Jones, in a particularly strong entry, ventures downtown to cover The Wu Tang Clan. Frere-Jones’ online style is freer and more playful, befitting the digital medium but never, ever soiling the hallowed literary reputation of — sotto voce — The New Yorker. We like. From The New Yorker:

”On Saturday night, I got a last-minute call saying that I had a ticket to the Wu Tang Clan show at the Hammerstein Ballroom. (Much in the world of Wu is both contingent and surprising.) I had seen the group in the same venue nearly eight years ago. That show was a noisy, chaotic affair, full of the interruptions and sound complaints that can make hip-hop performances such a trial, especially when there are approximately ten different people onstage who feel entitled to complain. At the time of that show, Ol’ Dirty Bastard was on the run, having said no no no to rehab in California. O.D.B. has been dead for more than three years now, but, on Saturday night, the Clan brought out his mother and asked the crowd to sing along to the m.c.’s best-known song, ‘Shimmy Shimmy Ya.”’

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