Found by Ping.
Last night I saw Topdog/Underdog at Hartford Stage. K. Todd Freeman-- aka Mr. Trick (!)-- played the role formerly played by Native-Tongues-hiphop-savior Mos Def.
Once the idea worked its way into my head, I thought I wouldn't be satisfied until Mos Def played a supervillain in the upcoming Firefly movie, thus completing a tantalizing Circle Of Whedon-Bezé. Then I found out he's playing FORD PREFECT in the upcoming Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy movie (!!), alongside Warwick "Leprechaun" Davis and (Mr. Trick's Steppenwolf cohort) John Malkovich, and everything seemed all right again.
ahem, excuseme, i'll get back to the real world now<⁄geekout>
I found a great List from Drew Daniel (of Matmos and The Soft Pink Truth):
'This genre gets a bad rap-- calling to mind a bunch of white guys in suits who use clunky gear to spew out supposedly revolutionary and certainly unlistenable bloops and fnnrts that actually amount to so much dreary audio-lint. Well, fuck you. I could bend over backwards trying to make musique concrète sound sexy and relevant by arguing that Timbaland's use of a baby crying as a riff in Aaliyah's "Are you That Somebody?" was musique concrète, or that Missy's backwards chorus is musique concrète; that basically any kind of music that uses sound as raw material to be manipulated and reshaped is already musique concrète. But I won't bother, because I happen to LOVE those white guys in their suits and ties.
