stuck in the depths of a dark alley, blocked by yet another breeze, hitting a stone wall, road sign ahead: dead end. impasse. cul-de-sac. hip-hop. the original, some would say, official music of the late 20th century bronx. some say it has endured its fair share of distractions, detractors and defectors. some say it has murdered itself, having been abandoned by its so-called best men, those who have gone off in other directions, or who have, simply, just beat-retired. yet, there are plenty of soldier monks still out there, prepared to sweat it out in the temple of machinery and mics. low cut honored this cause four years ago, with his mpc crafted minimalist version of ny minute and hes back to ring the bells and unsheathe the samples!
the double vinyl release includes a download code.