7 Poems, 8 Beats is dead. It died before it was born, kind of – only 28 copies were printed, many of which are already in other people's hands. It's a beautiful-looking thing, with art by Jase Daniels – who I never stop gaining respect for – and the mix is tight, taking the Gas Monk originals out of When You Can't Afford Weed, Smoke This and reblending them with a few new exclusives. But it died, and there's a set of excuses I can give but in the end it was a revelation about the nature of...
Published on July 09, 2010 08:37