That's how Shabazz Palaces opens the final track on Black Up, "Swerve, the reeping of all that is worthwhile, noir not withstanding." It's yet another keeper aphorism—and one that describes this set's commitment to adventure as it hovers over a lilting synth line, digital pops, and steady percussion.
The rapping falls into place over the circus synth drag, along with some typewriter percussion, and builds to yet another sound bite:
"It go out fast, but it come back slow."
Then THEESastisfaction takes over, drawing out the word "slow" to introduce another gorgeous melody line (or is it just that Cat and Stasia have such supernatural voices?). THEESatisfaction's effortless song floats up and down, eventually turning into a rap as the circus synth line and jangle percussion kick back in: "And we step out of our trance/back to three dimensions/and our hands in our pants."
The rap eventually dies out with some ehco effect fading on the word "advance," setting up a final refrain—not an aphorism this time, just some sing-song rhyming: "Black is us/black is you/black is me/black is free"— that sounds like one of those silly secret tracks, like the Beatles spliced up and stoned at the end of Sgt. Pepper's. Sgt. Pepper doesn't actually end with that piano chord. You have to keep on listening. For the moves.
Here's my word on songs #5, 6, 1, 2, 3, and 7.