MC Frontalot- SQUEEEE!

Name:

mc frontalot

Hometown:

brooklyn for living in, san francisco for wanting to move back to eventually

What do you think about when you're having trouble falling asleep? (I imagine I'm in Jeannie's lamp or being carried by Ents.)

i think about the stop-motion animated integers counting up, which was
maybe from sesame street

What is the first record that you remember owning and what was your favorite song on it?

abbey road, she came in through the bathroom window

What's that? President Obama is on the phone for you? What do you tell him?

that he's doing a bang-up job and can I have a four hundred million
dollar bailout for the CD industry?

Who is the nicest person that you've ever met?

maybe randall munroe.

(JHoo Note: Who is Randall Munroe? Well, he's the guy responsible for the smartest comic on the web. See below for one of my favorites.)

What do you do with Doggie Fresh when you are on tour?

ma front minds him in Berkeley.

Do you have a blog, website OR CD that you'd like to plug? (Of course you

do but I'm supposed to ask.)

zero day, out april 2
(JHoo note: Check out the Nerdcore Headquarters for everything Front.)

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So let's just get one thing clear....I love MC Frontalot more than any rapper ever....even more than LL Cool J and well, Ladies Love Cool J...I mean it's in his name for God-sakes.

I've loved MC Frontalot since way back in the day when he didn't have any albums and no one knew what he looked like. Every mix cd I make contains at least one Frontalot song and in the car alone I can flow just like him due to years of dedicated practice. Too few karaoke venues have Frontalot in the books.

His music is so creative and funny on so many levels. If you're a geek you get the jokes and the way he uses words and beats is so clever that your ears can't help but grab on to them. I can listen to the same songs I've listened to a million times and still find something that makes me laugh out loud. It's not just funny, it's quality. It's GOOD.

During a review session a week or so ago I was helping the class with little tricks to remember vocabulary. That's the way I used to study so I have all sorts of silly stories built up. This time I was trying to explain how covalent bonds share electrons like witches in a coven would share things. Yes, I realize how nerdy I sound saying things like that out loud but it's for a greater good. Inadvertently I found myself "rapping" one of my favorite lines, "IRL, my woman tell me that I shouldn't be covetin'. I tell her, "Yo. You better get in the coven then." I'm using nerdcore rap lyrics to explain covalent bonds. How did I ever lose my virginity?

So at the show last weekend when my friends urged me to get in line to have a picture taken with him I was hesitant. I know what you're thinking, "If you like him so much why were you hesitant?" Because despite the fact that I get up and speak in front of forty people every day I'm shy, folks and shyness is chronic and not to be underestimated. Luckily, I had seen "Nerdcore Rising," his documentary (available on Netflix), so it wasn't too hard to convince me that he was approachable. I mean, not many rappers ask the audience if it is ok for them to lie down in between songs. So I stood in line, took the above picture and exchanged some witty banter with MC Frontalot. (If by, "witty" you mean, "unintelligible" and by "banter" you mean, "mumbling." If so, then it was THE WITTIEST banter ever bantered in captivity.)

After that B said, "You should interview him for your blog." And I thought, "I couldn't do that."

But then I thought, "Well, maybe I could do that..." The idea ate away at me like 2% HCL on oolitic limestone for the rest of the weekend and early this week after writing another post I found myself drafting a letter to the Front. When I went to hit "save" something in me made me hit "send" instead. I went to bed thinking that I probably would never hear anything about it but feeling good about doing it. Look at me! I'm so brave! Sending shit to strangers in the middle of the night. Woo hoo! Check me out!

The next morning while I was eating my oatmeal my gmail notifier flashed the usual overnight build up but in the middle I thought I saw a reply to my email. Uh? What? TELL ME AGAIN GOOGLE NOTIFIER!!! TELL ME AGAIN! (Gmail totally needs a, "Say what?" button.)

It was an email from MC Frontalot.

So I swooned dead away on my velvet settee.

Right then.

Without reading it.

I swannee.

THE END.

Not really. But I was very shocked.

In retrospect shouldn't have been so surprised. There are three things that MC Frontalot does not just front about.

1. Mad rhyming skills

2. Wicked dance moves

3. And being the sweetest rapper ever.

Please go throw your money at him!