Ol’ Dirty Bastard 1969-2004
One of the few true insane geniuses of modern music is dead.
I want to give a shout out to the Eskimos
I want to give a shout out to the submarines
I want to give a shout out to the army, airforce, navy, marines…
I give a shout out to all the women
I give a shout out to all the babies
All the munchkins…
I want to give a shout out to all the school teachers
I give a shout out to um, um, myself…
–“I Can’t Wait” from Nigga Please
I wanna see blood, whether it’s period blood or bustin’ your fuckin’ face, some blood!!!
–“Raw Hide” from Return to the 36 Chambers
ODB was kind of like the Troma of rap, glorifying sex and violence to a truly ludicrous degree and always ready to burp or fake an orgasm in the middle of one of his songs. But one shouldn’t overlook his skill at presenting these foul, insane, often stream-of-consciousness ramblings in a totally original and startling way. Nobody else sounds like ODB and nobody else likely will, unless they happen to be an escapee from a mental institution on a weekend recording binge. The only hope we have now in the world of insane rap is Kool Keith, whose paranoia can sometimes get on one’s nerves. However, Kool Keith does seem to have quite a few “serial killer rap” songs, which I don’t think even ODB was crazy enough to touch. Perhaps there’s hope. Ol’ Dirty Bastard, rest in peace.