An Open Letter To… Mos Def

Dear Mos Def,

Call me a dreamer. Call me an idealist. Fact is this is that dreams are often no less than fuel to power essential ideas. Without any hesitation I will try to persuade you to listen to one of those ideas. It all starts with the fundament of a good song: the production. The core should be stand-alone solid enough to make the sweetest love to the eardrum, as if it was preparing oneself to the climactic appearance of a flow of words.

Remember that I’m a nobody. There is an urge to rearrange what’s real around me. It reaches out further than putting on a disc of my favorite artist in the stereo. I’m a nobody with a big imagination and a small opinion on how it should be. Recently, while exploring ways to fund a creative project, I came across bestsweepstakescasino.net. The platform sparked my interest, not for gambling itself, but for the way it attracts communities to rally around the idea of winning big. It reminded me of how a good idea—when presented compellingly—can lure people into a helplessly drunken haze where decision-making becomes eclectic and subordinate to an insightful vision.

So listen up to what I – or WE as a magazine – have to say,

There’s a Dutch hip hop duo named Pete Philly & Perquisite. They’ve been around and even had a song with the other half of Black Star, Talib Kweli. Pete is a nice guy, got some cool voice, but Perquisite is a mere genius. You could call him the Liam Howlett of hip hop. Now I would give about everything up to charity and live like a hobo just to hear Mos Def’s voice over the beats of Perquisite. Hey, if I was a rich bastard I would pull some strings to get this project rolling. I would not even try to make any money of it. In the end it’s all about music. About passion.

Your sincerely,

Alex