Guilty Conscience
Essays on the songs of Eminem, from the embryonic sac to the body bag
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Houdunnit – Notes on Houdini Pt. 1: The Chicken in black, or: When to make your career disappear
Here stands a musical great, whose intricately rhymed lyrics once embodied the violence, sacredness and obscenity of poor white America, in the form of a 50-something running around in an embarrassing superhero costume. Johnny Cash began the 80s as a Country Music Hall of Fame inductee, and ended the 80s as a Bible-studying hasbeen, dropped…
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Idiotic from the fuckin’ Embryonic sac to the body bag – an Eminem playlist from 1995-2020
While waiting for the main event to start, I put together a playlist to get into the mood. This isn’t intended to be a Greatest Hits compilation (although I have included some major hits that were too indomitable to pass up) and neither is it a list of my favourites. Instead, it’s supposed to be…