Dan le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip – Letter From God To Man
In a middle-weight metropolitan city, at a bustling intersection, a crowd of exactly fifty-two waited for the flashing green man to appear and say yes! you shall pass through. It was finishing time for the nine-to-five brigade.
A woman, forty-three, voluptuous, fell as her heel gave way to the ignominy of being tread on every day of every week of every month of every year.
Three people came to her aid.
Eleven watched curiously, raising a hand as if to say Are you okay? Do you need some help? but doing nothing, and knowing they were doing nothing. She’s okay, everybody, announced their body language. She fell, but she’s okay, and you saw me help, right? I helped.
Of the thirty-seven remaining, six hadn’t heard a thing through their headphones.
Nine had barely slept the night before (four were having relationship problems, two were substance abusers, two were substance abusers with relationship problems, and one was an insomniac).
Fourteen turned their heads to see what all the commotion was about, but continued walking as they did. One of them, talking on his cell-phone, said, “Oh, somebody’s tripped.”
Two were disabled, and probably couldn’t have helped anyway, and besides, they had their own problems.
Six smirked when the fat bitch fell.
[Buy Angles.]
My favourite entry so far. I can’t stop listening to this song – the meaning is so bloody strong. Also, the English accent adds to the entertainment factor of this track.
As for the short narrative – LOL is all I can say about the last line. An excellent piece really.
Definitely check out the album, man. It’s largely in the same vein of work.
I first heard this song on a MySpace profile (the world has passed enough years with MySpace as a back-thought to give this anecdote an antique vibe) and the girl who chose it had also once spieled on the merits of Everything Is Illuminated as a film and a novel, so around then I trusted her tastes.
I enjoyed listening to this and ‘Thou Shalt Always Kill’ so much so that I was never interested in their album of work, and just kept streaming this track continuously on her page, which was annoying given how many images I had to load with my shitty Internet connection. But I liked it enough.
I managed to avoid the epilepsy-inducing myspace by revisiting the song, again and again, via the youtube-hosted music video.
DON’T WORRY, I HAVE ORDERED THE ALBUM NOW AND WILL SOON ENJOY IT IN HIGHER FIDELITY.