Bol speaks

A couple of weeks ago (actually, the same day that DJ Haze was having that bizarre conversation with himself in the comments section to this post), the hip hop journalist jimi izrael came down to the STL to interview me for a story he was working on about Blogging While Black.

I remember being kinda tired and hung over during the whole thing and I've yet to really get used to speaking to actual journalists, as if I was Bobby Brown or somebody. Also, I think jimi might have come into the interview with a lot of preconceived notions just based on the kind of writing I do here. For example, I noticed he managed to find a way to work the word "motherfucker" into every other question he asked me, which is kind of odd because even though I use it a lot in my writing, it's not really something I throw out too often in the course of regular conversation.

Sez jimi izrael:

I fully expected a big, bad muthafucka with an entourage of bodyguards, naked girls and pit-bulls to bum-rush the lobby of the Renaissance Hotel out by the airport where I was staying, shattering empty bottles of Kristal onto the floor.

But the funny thing is, he looks just like he sounds.

Byron Crawford, 24, strolled into the lobby alone, wearing a black t-shirt and shorts, as I remember it (no homo). He’s quick-witted, articulate and almost shy. We talked about Byron Crawford.com, his whiteness, Mazslow’s Hierarchy, the blog-war with O-Dub, getting dooced and the future of blogging. It was a short meeting, but we bonded.

Perhaps in the future I actually should work on cultivating some sort of image, you know, outside of my "Internets" image. For example, whenever you see Matt Drudge (no homo) on TV, he's always wearing one of those ridonkulous hats that reporters used to wear in the movies. Maybe next time I have to go speak to a journalist, I'll bring a couple of half-naked sluts from the Eastside and some other gully looking jigs carrying around my stash.

You can check out the full text of the interview here.