Out Of the Dungeon XIII
Media Tricks as a Weapon
A Description by Deirdre
[Media Tricks can be downloaded here] October 1, 2007. This then-college freshman never could have known how important that day would become—that fateful day when I first experienced No Sunlite For The Media through the likes of a little album called Media Tricks. Starting on that day, I listened to it nonstop for over two weeks. Every time I was in my room, I was jamming out to the styles of newfound friends Math, Jana, and Kelly, on headphones, mind you, so as not to bring the wrath of the others “overground who just just don’t know” real music and couldn’t, not as long as they’re still waiting for Kanye and bopping to Taylor Swift. As Math and Jana saw me as I was meandering through campus, they handed me a CD and let me pick one of their silkscreened fashions; they never could have known their biggest fan was just created. I, too, never could have known that with those two tools I was about to commence the greatest musical endeavor of a lifetime. I didn’t really know what to think, but I threw on the Media Tricks flaming sun shirt, threw in the CD, and let the cacophony commence.
Within
It was love at first sample—the distortion of music and of the media, the breaks and the beats, the method and the Method Man. How could you ignore it? How could you not be thrown off your seat at the striking truth of its words, like Saul riding to Damascus? With Math= MC² [Space Portal ] holding the reigns, this emcee truly does square the amount of knowledge he drops per line compared to those other sucker emcees. As he attacks your reason and assaults your weaknesses, you’re forced to look within and question everything you’ve ever considered good music. But wait… yo Math, where’s chivalry? Ladies come first [Footbinding ]. Jana can’t stop, won’t stop holding her own in this album. From rapping about societal emptiness to rhyming on feminism, she lays down some knowledge and with Kelly brings the melodies to full force as a mix of catchy tunes and provocative lyrics. Taking down the media as it dares tell us pop’s an ample substitute when the samples all removed for fear of law suits [Mediatrix ], NSFTM comes through with an alternative—the only alternative combating the evils of this million dollar industry. All of this then begs the question...how do we escape this pervasive and perverse media? NSFTM answers back that underground we’ll band together, learn to make ‘n’ not be made [Rolling ].
Going Underground
After tearing down the media, NSFTM builds us up as we sing with them I’ll be going down, ain’t no turning round [Seventy ]. Inspired by this confidence, we can take pride in our rejection of the overgound. Instead we shout that the fringe we’re in is about as mainstream as the smallest tributary [Bells ] and that’s how we like it. We like that we’re not guided by the glow of tv, refuse substitute world they’ve been selling, and turn off the news and make some of our own [Eat ]. Though NSFTM’s news involves morse code and cups attached to strings [Never Rapping Phony ], holographic broadcasters can’t come close to touching No Sunlite’s clarity as un-sunburned they still shine [One Tin Soldier ]. Don’t let that fool you, though, NSFTM’s still spitting rhymes in their classic old school style, pumping their lo-fi sounds, and sampling off themselves as they don’t kick rhymes about booty in yr face [Father Abraham ]. The eternal question still stands…are we ready to admit that the overground’s got it all wrong despite their desperate attempts to convince us they’re shedding light? It’s not always bright where the sun always shines; good thing we have No Sunlite For The Media leading the way to the Dungeon.

































































































































