Thursday, March 1, 2007

QRAD FM Radio: Primetime with Phil Landry

Phil Landry: I’m here today with Backwards Roger, the famous rapper. Let’s listen to a clip from one of his new songs.

Straight west-coastin’
I ain’t boastin’
Clear through the haze like a drop of Visine
Scores of ghosts in my house.
Get up out my house ghosts.
Rap is a Desert, and I’m the canteen.


PL: Backward Roger. The question on everyone’s mind: What’s the meaning behind your name?

Backwards Roger: As you know I grew up in a rough neighborhood—you had to have eyes in the back of your head if you wanted to stay alive. I just had these eyes in the front of my head, so I walked backwards everywhere and that way I could see everything at once.

PL: I see. Let’s listen to another cut off your newest album. Would you like to intro this one?

BR: Yeah yeah, this is a cut called ‘Neighborhood Girls,’ and it’s about… well, I think the rhymes will speak for themselves.

PL: Alright, let’s roll that…

Look at ‘cha shorty
All growns up
Pick the phone up
Call ya homes up
Spoons is drippin green slime
Stay away from the silverware ghost
I eat with that shit
Y’all up and ruined my dinner
I will front-kick you


PL: Backwards Roger, I have to say there’s an alarming amount of time dedicated to ghosts on your newest album, Memory Gun. Why the sudden fascination with the supernatural?

BR: Yeah, well I got these two ghosts living in my house right now. Also I’ve been getting really nostalgic lately, thinking a lot about youth and responsibility—those are the things that influenced my first single, ‘Youngblood.’

PL: Well we have a special treat for our listeners today, the world premiere of that track.

What, what
Hey now hey now
Backwarddssssss again
Killin’ it since I was ten
One friend, the city I’m in
Don’t pretend
You’se a straight daydreamer
A gutless night screamer
Gonna need a paramedic
If ya leave prints on my Beemer

(Can’t sneak up on Backwards
No you can’t sneak up on Backwards)

Wake up kid
Put your thinking cap on
Put your running shoes on
If you blink-POOF-it’s gone

(Can’t hide for a moment from Backwards
He sees you in the nook, it’s Backwards)

Prince on the box
King Cobra on the rocks
More curves ahead
Than Vivica A. Fox

Youngblood keep your eyes on the prize
No guts no glory
Gotta open your eyes

God DAMNIT ghost
What did I ever do to you?
These are my NICE shoes
These shoes cost $350
Do you have any idea how long it took me to find these?
Leave me in peace ghost!
Please just leave my home,
I’m fucking tired of this,
It’s crazy.
What? You want me to open the pantry?
Son of a bitch ghost!
I have NEVER seen that much ghost slime
Were you raised in a barn? Why the hell would you
Do your ghost slime in my pantry?
Oh crap, where’s that other ghost?
He’s in the tub?
I was gonna take a bath tonight!
You KNEW that.
This was all a distraction so the other ghost could go be a ghost in the tub,
Wasn’t it?
Wasn’t it?!
That’s it, I’m calling the cops.

Yes this is Roger Lucas at 114 Madrone. Yes, there are two—excuse me?
Yes, I’m Backwards Roger… Yes, it comes out next week…
You’re welcome…
Thank you, that’s very nice of you to say.

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