36 Reasons to Love Wu-Tang - #1 Ol Dirty Gave Great Press
The first time you entered the winter of Ol’ Dirty Bastard on Wu-Tang’s first blast from the chamber ‘Protect Ya Neck’ it was obvious the MC wasn’t playing with a full deck of cards. If his unhinged, sing-song manic storytelling didn’t cement that notion then tales from his life soon did. Stolen sneakers, epic drug binges, getting shot, bumrushing the VH1 awards to lets heads know his Isley Brothers suit was going to waste (and almost starting beef with Puffy), avoiding child support, even rescuing babies from blazing cars. Ason was definitely a man walking that fine line between madness and genius.
So when cameras starting getting stuck in the Dirt McGirts’s grill you were always going to have to hold onto your Triple 5 Soul jeans and get ready for a fucking ride. Ason spat better quotables in his interviews then most MC’s of his generation did on their actual goddam albums. Here was hip hop’s very own Richard Pryor. Whether he was making some MTV dude look like the whitest most uncomfortable guy on the planet by spittin gems like ‘some girls don’t know they alphabet’, or rambling in the middle of Brooklyn with no shoes and his pants round his ankles advising the kids on education while waiting for his homie to come back with his ‘get high’ or simply picking his food stamps up by limo - the man was guaranteed to entertain. And in this day and age of carefully managed media appearances and stylists, ODB’s raw honesty and fucked up integrity is sorely missed.
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