![]() "What's sleep? Does Chuck D relax? Hell yeah. This one is called New Whirl Odor, which counts as an improvement on the earlier Muse Sick N' Hour Mess Age, but not much. ![]() He flew in from America overnight, has spent the day fielding questions from the media, and must later attend a launch party for Public Enemy's ninth album, which, like rather a lot of Public Enemy's albums in the past decade, has a tortuous and flatly terrible pun for a title. The man better known as Chuck D, Public Enemy frontman, looks less out of place in the bar of an upmarket Mayfair hotel than you might expect for a self-styled Prophet of Rage, a one-man torrent of radical politics and racial anger. C arlton Ridenhour lolls in his chair and yawns expansively.
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