7. Take Precaution

We all have been sitting on this blue planet and have watched the stars. And those of you who once were outside a city, where there was no artificial light, they know how much clearer a night can be, and how many more stars one's eye can see. But hip hop is a city phenomenon. There are genuine stars, there is natural light. But the fake light, the constructed light is being pushed in our eyes so bright, that it's hard for us to look up there and to see much more than a few glistening dots on a big black something. This album is one of those stars that will be hard to see.

The Immortal Micunion is the combination of the elements that make up Deep Thinka Records. On seven cuts they share the power of the word together, the possibilities of what happens when minds connect. On 5 cuts, each element is going for delf, Lazarus, Ripsquad the Midnight Express, Michael the Archangel, Deck Of Cards and Trifecta are our telescope.

A short intro, produced by Tone X, with one of the dopest fog-choir-like keyboard backgrounds ever heard, provides the back for Alana Haynes to tell us why to wake up, and DJ Tommee is carpeting the floor with his scratching. This intro will have you put away everything you were doing, you will sit down and really listen to what is to come next. The next is the title cut "O.R.I.O.N.". The strings Tone X put to the quite hard drums are still keeping us between the stars, but they are too hectic to not have us nervously biting our lips. That makes it harder to enjoy the lyrics, as well as paying close attention to them, and when the chorus comes in and you'll hear "Orion, shinin' down from Mount Zion, Orion, united like five lions, we're supernovas, beyond the sight of space explorers, we exist in a golden state as warriors" for the 5th, 6th time, you feel where they are guiding you to, but the spot they are taking you away from still seems quite prominent and fascinating. So Ripsquad is sitting you down for a session. "Sycamore", produced by Furious shows how to utilize strings without having our brain trying to hide from them. A scratched Biggie chorus, spaced out battle rhymes, and a bare state of the content drum, make this a highly enjoyable third chapter.

Alternation of commodity continues on "IMU", the manifesto track for the Mic Union. This time Michael The Archangel is to control the boards, and his strange drum sounds, as well as interestingly flipped piano and strings succeed in the same bare way as the track before did. This is simple, but very effective, while you hope that they will not succeed in their intent to "erase the memory and you wonder where the time went". What you maybe wonder is if "Ex-S-Ov Jargon" is a cloning process gone bad, because this track suffers of the same harder-to-appealness that "O.R.I.O.N." was already introducing us to. Lazarus is not leaving any bad impression at all. Actually he's kicking the 'ation' style competent, his delivery might be a slight notch not confident enough, but it's again the strings that make it hard for us to be bouncing off of meteorite clusters and resist the attraction of an all destroying nova. But we are not suckered in that fast. "The English Channel" might not be a proud standing new milestone for hip hop, but this is well read hip hop.

And you might as well also read up on what Michael the Archangel did in the bible, or in any other piece of literature he ever appeared in. Because "Take Precaution", the track that this emcee Michael is blessing us with, seems to live up to every high accomplishment, goal or cause, literature ever appointed to him. Get the lyrics to this, print 'em out, study them. Search for the patterns, the code, take this script and let it be your armor. And the banging "Chemistry" will be your secret weapon and back up plan. Taking your doubts by storm and fitting them nicely into a urn after you burned them in a fire so hot that atoms melt. Cooling them off, new molecules are constructed, like a whole lot of details are constructed in the bare space between the lyrics and the bass. Deck of Cards then hands us "Trilogy", which comes as uptempo as possible, as bounce friendly as unintended and while this is paraphrasing him, his trilogy is about stamina, mental strength and the ability to hit where it hurts. It would be unfair to call Trifecta's "The Grenadier Gods" a transition to the dopest cut on this record, but although this track is not leaving behind a bad taste in our mouth, "Warrior (First And Foremost)" is the northern lights, the aurora borealis of this album. A perfect synergy between the jericho beat and the opportune lyrics explore shapes and fold space around us to Mandelbrot sets in at least 5 dimensions. "O.R.I.O.N." then surfaces again in remixed form. And things work beautiful and suddenly. The thunderstorm is making this another one of the primus inter paris on here. The non listed outro then puts a frame around this image, that will burn into our iris and have us focus on different things, that up till this now, were hidden to us.

And if all of this sounds somewhat negative, than only because some big ass light is tracking our eyes, trying to hindrance us in seeing the stars, this star. And while the light does not completely succeed, it's still bright enough for us to lose the star outta our view from time to time. But with the coordinates, given to you on the site mentioned at the end, it's on you know to go to the dark place and have your eyes and ears be enlightened with this skyly alternative to what we are now so used to and not too often forced to reconsider.