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Tuesday, July 6, 2004

A Method to His Man-Ness




"Method & Red" star and antiperspirant spokesman Method Man got into a tussle last week with one of the show's writers, not too long after he complained to the L.A. Times about how he felt the show had been compromised.

Tempermental? Method Man? I could have told you that. Flashback to 1994, when I was running WNUR-FM at Northwestern. One night Method Man came down to our studios during the "Streetbeat" dance/hip-hop show. He started thumbing through our new vinyl (as you know, club DJs and indie rockheads stuck with vinyl long after everyone else went to CD) and found our copy of his first post-Wu Tang Clan solo CD.

Our Streetbeat music director was not a fan. I forget what he had scrawled on the Method Man record, but it was something to the effect of, "This is shit. Don't play."

To say that set Method Man off is an understatement. I missed it, but an angry Meth started roaming up and down the halls, pounding on doors, looking for the guy responsible for the harsh review. Had he been there, I'm not sure what Method Man would have done. But it wouldn't have been pretty.

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