Probably not-safe-for-work. Or for anything, for that matter.
We’re not getting any gruff-voiced Wu Tang bangers for Spring Fling this year (relax—the announcement’s coming soon), but here’s something better. Mr. Mothafuckin’ eXquire, the bizarro Crown Heights emcee with a weakness for Brooklyn strip clubs and Kennedy Fried Chicken, surfaces on Pitchfork.tv about a week before his Middletown debut. That show is happening in Eclectic on March 30, and what a filthy welcome back from break it’ll be—complete with an opening set by Wes’ own Kill-F (Waka-Whatever Feinstein ’13). If all goes well, it’ll sound kinda “like the time you saw a Mexican dude and a Chinese dude arguing in Spanish while a garbage truck backed up and someone drove by blasting the bass line of ‘Grindin.'”
Anyway, here’s a sample. eXquire bums around a private disco-lit strip club and chooses to freestyle madly over “Away From” by Robot Koch. Watching this clip in a suburban Starbucks surrounded by middle-schoolers and their math tutors is the worst decision I’ve made today. Again, consider this a NSFW tag: the video objectifies women; this blog post is neither endorsing nor debating its misogynistic elements.
In other Aural Wes news, Cloud Nothings are officially sharing a bill with Future Islands in a month (get psyched—the Albini-stamped Attack On Memory way well be the best LP of 2012), and The Rooks are preparing an unprecedented residency in the ’92. Also, USA Today is looking to profile Wes’ music scene. AW wants your photos. Direct them to wesconcertcommittee(at)gmail(dot)com. Happy end-of-break-work-explosion.