As the soundtrack to my wake-and-bake-working-at-home-depot days, Atmosphere’s Slug and Ant have evolved alongside my life. With their new (and 12th) album, Southsiders, Atmosphere is still pushing the boundaries of what indie rap can mean. While Southsiders is a celebration of the group’s fortitude, it is also a deeply introspective, and sometimes

Maybe it’s because I’m no longer in college, but it seems to me that nobody cares about underground hip-hop anymore.  I remember having long, late night conversations over Budweiser and ganja, arguing the meanings of Aesop Rock lyrics and trying to decide if Slug’s “Lucy” was an actual person.  Those were the days