Album review

The Last Poets

THIS IS MADNESS

LIGHTINTHEATTIC

During 1970-1, The Last Poets recorded these two inflammatory records, inventing a genre—furiously sarcastic invective tumbling over African percussion—which would not be approached in intensity again until Public Enemy. This is outrageously uncompromising stuff, far exceeding most of today's rap in its attitude, quite apart from its ideological content. Here we meet the white-hot anger of black separatist revolution that spills over into the pure hatred of inverted racism. What redeems it is its virtuosity and conviction. Of undeniable historical significance, this material is presented here with all texts complete.

Rating: 4 / 10


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