Time To Get Ill
I finally heard the new Beastie Boys song, Ch-check it Out. The music is tight and the lyrics are reminiscent of the Rock the Mic days but, damn. Time catches up with all of us, I guess. Listening to middle aged white men rap is sort of like watching a 70 year old clown tell fart jokes to a room full of kindergarteners. I'm not finishing that metaphor. I think you can figure it out. Take note that the song made it's world debut on this week's episode of The O.C. There's a joke in there somewhere. Now, doesn't Tibet still need freeing?