Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

Sure, Inspectah Deck's gonna criticize ODB's move to the Roc - Deck's not exactly burning down anyone's house, unless he turns to arson, whereas Dirty's likely gonna blow up while not goin' pop all over again, come the forthcoming release of Dirt McGirt. ODB's hit the ground 100 miles and runnin' since he got sprung from Riker's, signing a new deal, putting a new album together with beatmasters like the Neptunes, RZA, and Swizz Beats (who's ripe for a comeback, and ODB could be the man to help him get it), et.al. Dirt McGirt, as he's now known (the bruh got more names than Prince, and makes eponymous take on a whole new meaning), might well be the Charles Mingus of hiphop, a tortured, disturbed, brilliant man who can do things no one else can but does them in such a way to alienate a lot of folks. That's those folks' loss; I'll take Dirt's bizarro stream-of-consciousness rapping over an army of blingers any day. Crazy mad sick: with the artist formerly known as ODB, those are all compliments.