He would certainly have upheld his commitment to tracking Michigan culture from afar, a sideline to his predominant infatuation with Chicago. Detroit music was paramount. When he heard J Dilla's Donuts, he was awed by the range of samples and promptly began combing music blogs and his own record collection to assemble a series of mix CDs that eventually encapsulated the source of every prominent break — an assignment he surely wouldn't have engaged in had Dilla been from Duluth and not Detroit.
___________________________ OL' DIRTY BASTARD on himself: "I may curse, I may have a bad mouth, whatever whatever. I'm not that bad, yaknow'mean. Bad to y'all, I dunno how y'all... I don't give a fuck. Um, I'm a good person at heart, for real and shit.
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