I hear there’s an embarrassing anecdote somewhere in here.
I made Tom mad. When I first met his son, I got him drunk, and he was underage at the time, like 18 or 19. His dad contacted the people at [Atmosphere’s former label] Epitaph, like, “Who’s this guy who got my kid drunk?” I wonder if, especially now, he even remembers that story. Either way, the reason why I’m humiliated and embarrassed by it is that, I’m about to be 36 years old, and for me to tell a story about how seven years ago I got a fucking 19-year-old wasted, I’m not proud of that at this point.
Is it true that for some of your CD-listening sessions you drove critics around in a van and smoked them out?
In some cities, yeah, I’d rent a mini-van, soccer-mom-style, and drive the critics around, four at a time. I wasn’t trying to butter nobody up, in fact I wouldn’t even offer the weed. I would just smoke it, and if anybody asked, I’d be like, “Sure.” By no means was it payola. If anything it was because, to me, the drive was a great way for people to be able to hear the record without any of their typical distractions that they might have at their office or their house.
Any plans to disrupt the Republican Convention in Minneapolis?
I’m not sure. Sometimes it’s better just to ignore the haters. I look at the Republicans basically the same way I would look at a really horrible rapper. It’s like, is it better for me to acknowledge that horrible rapper, or should I just ignore him? Anyway, what am I going to do, go streak through the middle of their convention? Granted, I’m getting older. If you would have asked me 20 years ago, I probably would have said, “Yeah, I’m going to go down there with a pellet gun, and I’m going to shoot people in the ass! And I’m going to throw dead squirrels at people.”
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