I haven’t written a Beat Generation column at The Passion of the Weiss since Kathryn Bigelow was known strictly as the director of Point Break. To be frank, there wasn’t much to get excited about that Team Passion wasn’t already nailing down on a weekly basis.
Enter Marcberg, the debut album from Roc Marciano, currently every emcee’s favorite emcee. I’ve had entiretext message convos with other rappers where we only quote Roc Marci lyrics. That’s the mark of an artist who is setting the world on fire: when other craftsmen in the same field are reduced to fan boys again. This must be how Tarantino and company felt when they watched There Will Be Blood for the first time. I couldn’t go another week banging this album in the whip and cackling like a crackhead who found a shopping cart full of tube socks without writing something.
PS the more I listen to this album, the more it reminds me of LA the Darkman’s Heist of the Century. Forgot to mention that in the piece.