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The House of Mutants Vs. Dr. Wacktagon



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City: Asteroid M/Milwaukee
State: Wisconsin
Country: US
Signup Date: 10/16/2007
Friday, January 23, 2009 

Category: Writing and Poetry
The world has seen it's share of villians, but none are more powerful or dangerous that Dr. Wacktogon. For those who aren't familiar with the doctor, I'm certain that you're familiar with his handy work. He is the man behind all of the wack music the you've heard in the past twenty years. He's the reason that radio plays the same ten songs all day long. He's also responsible for Bet & MTV playing more reality shows than music videos. But, what would possess a person to do such evil deeds? How could a person knowingly destroy the music industry without any remorse? Things weren't always like that...
Fredrick Wachtavius III was born in Brookfield, WI. His parents were both Professors at UW-Milwaukee with doctorates in music and english. Fredrick was exposed to an array of music and literature.  He was reading Edgar Allen Poe and James Baldwin at the age of eight and proficient in piano and violin as well. His parents wanted to make sure that their only child was well cultured. Fredrick III loved to write poetry, but it was music that captured his soul. After hearing "Rapper's Delight" he decided to devote his heart to Hip-Hop. He spent everyday listening to and studying various rappers. He worked on his swagger, look and flow until he had it perfected. Finally, Fredrick was ready, he would no longer be known by his government, but by his new moniker...Grandmaster Fresh!!!
Grandmaster Fresh was the best of the best. He was notorious for ending battles after spitting one verse. After running out of competiton in Milwaukee, his parents suggested that he record a demo and head for New York City. It was 1988, Fresh headed to the "Big Apple" with four songs of pure brilliance. It didn't take long for him to make connections, he was at a party in Brooklyn and witnessed a cipher with some hip-hop heavyweights. The cipher had Kool Moe Dee, Prince Markie Dee, Heavy D, Parish Smith and Biz Markie on the beatbox. Grandmaster Fresh was so amazed and excited to be there, he just jumped right in. Everyone's jaws dropped as Fresh ripped through his whole rhymed book. What was supposed to be a private cipher, turned into the highlight of the party. When it was all over, Fresh received daps and hugs from all of the MC's and they requested to hear his demo. Kool DJ Red Alert was spinning at the set and he played it for the party and the crowd went wild. Fresh thought that the excitement was over once the party ended, until an A & R from Sleeping Bag Records begged him to come to a meeting at the label first thing in the morning....
JD
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i have once caught a glimpse of this illusive Dr. Wactogon in silliconston right next to North South HolowGoods in The Propaganda manufacturing district.I was lookin for allumininm cans and trollin for drunk cilliconinan girls(dont judge u been there too) with their selfdespicising and need for attetion sometimes its too easie,but i digress.i just finnished crushing ona thoes extra large red bull cans and was in the middle of conversation with this more than usall cloned blond girl in a bakini with the plastic looking like it was trying to run away from her bony rib cage (probly lookin for food)when i took a drag of my cig and looked away partialy playin the game and partialy tryin not to laugh at the easy pray when i looked at the building across the street and watched a guy in a bisness suit wearin a cap that read "got Jiga on the tip" and then a popular radio Hip Hop DJ emerged from the doors behind him buttonig up his pants and fastining es belt the whole while whiping his eye and looking at the ground then one of his fans emerged and showed some love.the DJ never made eye contact like a man that has been broken and trained.the man in the cap saw me and walked tward me with a sinister grin and quietly laughing to emself.
then stoped abuot a foot and a half away from where me and the empty one stood. He diddnt even look at me as he aproched he was studing my pyay that was now his without a question. he asked me for ona my smokes whell not so much as asked as orderd. Im not sure what happend but i abliged.
now this is not in my charector at all if it was ne one else it woulda been my thrift store steel toe right to the dome without hesitation,but this man had somethin i cant say exactily what it is,but what i can say is right after this encounter i spent my only 13 bux ona 50 shit cd and started listin to the radio staion that sad DJ worked at. it wasnt untill my man saw what was up and straped a iv of Dead Prez ,Killah Priest and Army Of The Pharo shit that i felt like i woke up. It was bad it took a week and a half and was kinda like the part of Trainspotting when he kiked the juice and fliped out.i cant really explain the whole thing but i can tell u that this Dr. Wactogon is some serious shit that needs to get dealt with with the quickness.
thank the godz for sendin Grandmaster fresh not just for me or my fam but the world needz u !!!!!!!
 
Posted by JD on Saturday, January 24, 2009 - 8:29 AM
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