As Staten Island’s Wu-Tang Clan closes in on its 20th anniversary as a doggedly self-mythologizing rap squad, it’s sobering to note that their solo triumphs increasingly outweigh their collective ones. Make no mistake: Marvel Comics fetishizing, gothic soul beats, and knuckle-headed street shit still fit hand in glove, but finding a genuine, canonical Wu banger wherein the Clan roll more than three deep is no easy feat these days. Nonetheless, fractious interpersonal relationships aside, there’s some solace in knowing that Wu remains copacetic enough to Voltron-form now and again, if only to remind us of why we pledged allegiance in the first place.
Sun., Dec. 18, 8 p.m., 2011
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on December 7, 2011