Fuck the Wu Tang Clan. Better said, fuck whatever RZA is trying to pass off as the Wu Tang Clan, seeing as the man himself can’t be bothered to actually perform with the group that made him a household hip hop name these days. The group recently cancelled a scheduled performance here, in the Capital city, at the last minute apparently due to illness and when they, a collection of unknown rappers that have the unmitigated temerity to call themselves the Wu Tang Clan, last played in our fair southern abode, not a single member of the group’s defining line up graced the stage. What’s the deal, RZA? Is Richmond not good enough for you? People pay good money to see the Wu Tang Clan and you or any of the group’s principle players can’t be bothered to show up? Not even money-grubbing whore Gene Simmons pulls shit like that. Selling your mailman, some dudes you owe favors to and other unknown entities as the Wu Tang Clan is false advertising. I guess you don’t care, you’ve made your name and millions and performing in our little hick town or any town that isn’t New York City is beneath you. Well, as much as I have admired and enjoyed your work, you can go fuck yourself, RZA. You are beyond contempt.
 
Speaking of contemptuous public figures, Britney Spears released the documentary, “For The Record,” that chronicles her year as one of the most laughable, contemptible media creations in recent memory. Her stupidity is simply breathtaking and to hear her whine about her various trials and tribulations of the past calendar year as she lives a life of opulence is enough to make copious amounts of vomit spew uncontrollably from anyone who actually has to work for a living. Ah, poor, poor Britney. All she wants is to be left alone. Well, if that is the case, Britney, quit. It’s that simple. Fire your publicist, stop making music and raise your idiot spawn to not be an unabashed corporate whore like their mommy. The only redeeming thing about this steaming pile of feces is when the pampered millionaire is discussing her failed relationships and subsequent breakdown, the unmistakable hammered dulcimer sound of Richmond’s own Tulsa Drone (the tune, “D-A-F” from their 2004 debut release, “No Wake” On Dry County Records) is heard as she cries her crocodile tears. In true Richmond fashion, their inclusion in the video is unaccredited, but is instantly recognizable to anyone familiar with their subtle, cinematic compositions. While I doubt that Britney fans will be filling their ipods with Tulsa Drone meditations because of their inclusion in the video, the appearance is a thing of subversive genius.
 
William Devereux Zantzinger, a white tobacco farmer from southern Maryland, who killed a black barmaid in a drink-fuelled racist attack in 1963 immortalized in the Bob Dylan tune, “The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll”, died of undisclosed causes this past week. Zantzinger served six months for manslaughter (the medical examiner reported that Carroll had hardened arteries, an enlarged heart, and high blood pressure, that the cane left no mark on her, and that she died of a brain hemorrhage brought on by stress caused by Zantzinger’s verbal abuse and assault that resulted in the inexplicable reduced charge of manslaughter instead of murder) and was fined $500. The reason given for his deadly alcohol induced rage? Carroll was taking too long to serve him a drink.
 
As the late great guitarist Snakefinger (aka: Philip Charles Lithman) sang on his last, 1995 release, “Night of Desirable Objects”, there is no justice in life. If there was, disgraced financier Bernard Madoff would be in jail instead of under house arrest in his plush New York apartment and George Bush, unquestionably the single worst president in American history, would have to face legal repercussions for his eight treasonous years in the Oval Office.

Fight the power.       

I don’t know from flying in the air what any of these folks are talking about.
Rich people might suck but being poor REALLY SUCKS!!!!

This is off-topic, but I’d like to take this opportunity to say I’ve had the biggest crush on Busta from RCR after I met her at the Taboo fashion show last year, so if she’s reading this, hit me up on my brickweekly email address!  Regardless of what chunky suggested she do with Britney his last post, she is truly butta.

Waa Waa Waa, lifes a bitch… you missed a Wu Tang concert. All we as Wu fans gonna have left real soon is our old fucking albums we’ve been buying over the years. 

Be thankful they still coming out with albums cause thats gonna dwindle down as well.

Anyways, be pist son, but be grateful for the years put in.

I love it when Brick readers get their panties in a bunch! 

The real story here is why Richmond never gets the big name acts that go to Norfolk, DC and even Charlottesville for f%ck sake.  IMO - conspiracy theory. Like anything in this industry to find the cause you follow the rich white man!

Some of the venues in Richmond are owned by the same people in those nearby places I mentioned.  The bigger acts have clauses that prevent them from performing within a certain radius of said venue within a said period of time.  There’s a few other little variables too but the end result is the same = Richmond gets f*#cked and it’s no sweat off the rich white mans yarbles.

And everyone posting here is a punk BTW!  All these Wu Tang this and Wu Tang thats and not a single mo fo says anything about Hattie Carrol and the dead SOB what killed her.  Dang people. 

And I’m glad to see brick doesn’t have any Britney Spears lovers!  No one to her defense.  I hate her and I would still f##ck her.  I’d ram the meat down her throat and say “I’m Chunky Puff Bitch!”  Now that I think about it I would pay big time cash money to see Busta Hymen from the River City Roller girls do Britney with a strap on!!!  I would defenitely pass up a Wu Tang concert to see that!

chris,

What an angry little troll you are.  Chances of your disapproval of the GWB years causing any angst in Crawford are as small as your rising above scribbling for this inconsequential napkin.  Keep those illusions of grandeur alive.

I don’t blame the promoters as much as I blame the group themselves. Both should be forthright as to who will be performing under the Wu Tang banner, but it all starts with the people in the band and their management. Most people just assume that when Wu Tang is advertised as playing that the most bankable names will be there & not some guys that nobody has ever heard before. It is a bullshit way to treat the people that made you famous and I blame RZA because he is the one who made the group tick in the first place….

Bobst - Yr are a certified ass. I just wrote a huge comment and basicly said I can relate and feel your pain and you come back with a smart ass comment. I am not sure if you were upset with David’s comment or what, but seriously your reporting of what happened wasn’t clear and hard to follow…..sorry

Matt-nobody was on stage when they were supposed to play last week. They cancelled. Before that, they were hours late, unorganized & no principle players were in attendance. Is that enough news for you?

David-I guess you are a fan of receiving golden showers from your idols. I bet you ask for seconds too..

I feel your guy’s pain. I had the same thinig happen to me in Chicago when they billed Wu-Tang and only Cap and Killa Priest were there. Lets just say lots of stuff was thrown on stage and the promoter was hit in the face several times with ice. In my last comment I was trying to get a better handle on who was indeed there.

YET, it is fatal and absolutly wrong mistake to blame the RZA of all people. You really shoudl be going after the promoter. In South Carolina they also canceled, but the whole show was stoppped. Hence, some shady promoter or the venue tried to keep somewhat of a show going to get everyone’s ticket money. That is messed up and you should write a complaint to the Better Business Bureau about the promoter and possibly the venue.

loserdom. move town you backward hillabillah fuck. respec the wu for missing out your pig fuck town. get yo sunshine sue back on the decks and kiss yo momma g-nite.