P.O.S. Audition

"First off, fuck Bush/That’s all, that’s the end of it.” Now get up and wipe the dust off your pants. Punk now comes to you from a highly politicised Midwestern MC. Behind this lethal rhyme retaliation is P.O.S, who unleashes his flow over an uplifting but incendiary beat, then pauses to splice in a Beanie Siegel sample on the rebel rousing "Stand Up (Let’s Get Murdered).” Damn! And breathe. Now take back every snarky remark you might have made about rap rock. Wait, don’t give on up this just yet. These rage against the machine raps attack, but refuse to stay strapped to any one style. One minute it’s Zack de la Rocha, the next it’s Johnny Rotten. Between the two, the narratives adeptly weave their way through race relations and current affairs, dispensing a double dose of education and entertainment. "The Kill In Me” burrows into introspection with the precision of surgeon; "Yeah Right (Science, Science)” sees P.O.S posting as Twista over rowdy guitars that seem suited to Metallica’s metal for masses. Call it what you will, it’s cross-pollination at its best. (Rhymesayers)