Nothing can stop or contain the Wu-Tang Clan. Label bullshit, arrests, internecine squabbles—internal backbiting and grumbling in the wake of RZA's open-eared, prog 8 Diagrams productions—and the critical/commercial brick, Ghostface Killah's lamentable Ghostdini: Wizard of Poetry in Emerald City? None of that can slow their forever-enterprising, garrulous gutter roll. In 2011 alone, Ghost has two solo discs and one collaboration album with Sheek Louch en route; Raekwon will issue Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang; GZA's sequel to Liquid Swords is due; U-God, Method Man, and Masta Killa are prepping additions to their respective canons; and svengali RZA leaks fresh-off-the-stove tracks like he's dying of cancer. This is to say nothing of the cavalcade of guest spots, one-off internet singles, and the mixtapes every one of these guys is constantly putting out there. Whether or not you're paying attention, the Wu march on, influencing pretty much every new rapper you idolize in myriad ways. Right now, though, they'd like you to pay to see them in the flesh. Which you totally should. With Coughee Brothaz North, Muja Messiah, Johnny P, J Star, Meta, and more. 18+.
Sun., Jan. 9, 8 p.m., 2011