Beastie Boys sonnet. A tribute to MCA…

Here’s one piece of seven sonnet series about the Beastie Boys that I was working on earlier this year, just three months before MCA succumbed to cancer. I had to put this back up when I saw my bud Mikey’s response to MCA’s death (

III. So What’cha Want filtered through Sailing to Byzantium
(Check Your Head, 1992)

The filter warps
Ad-Rock’s whine to distortion,

exaggerates MCA’s rasp
which almost drowns

the whorl of the organ’s
loop. The thermal

video fizzles the cobalt
sky to pixels

so that the landscape,
through the ankle-height

camera, approximates
their contorted voices:

the spires of pines,
like reverse lighting,

shoot up from the ground
as three city boys

ramble through the woods,
spreading their arms (What

cha want?) like birds
about to take off. The film

cuts to magma, twister,
flood. This is not,

they insist, about now:
they swagger through elms,

past boughs more bleached
than gold to sing & rhyme

not what’s past or passing,
but what’s to come.

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