Rappin' Radical  Grime is the unholy terror of the Valley's hip-
hop scene  “They killed Malcolm, Martin, Guevara, Lennon,
Marley, Pac, Biggie, Tookie, Jam Master Jay, John F. Kennedy,
Bobby Kennedy, Fred Hampton, Huey Newton, and even God’s son
too/So fuck the Bible, I get my basic instruction from Sun Tzu.”
Onstage at the infamous Club Congress in Tucson last April, a DJ
who goes by the nom de guerre Konradio is glowering out of a
black ski mask as a video projected stage right displays Valley
artist Adam Wheeler's montage of terrorism, war, violence, and
American politicians making absurd declarations like "mission
accomplished."  Shortly, once the video has concluded with its
spelled-out written factoids reminding the Southwestern American
hip-hop kids, who've come out to see indie/underground phenom
Immortal Technique play, how much money has been spent on the
war in Iraq and the effect that amount could have if directed
toward solving world hunger, a 5-foot-10 half-Pakistani, half-
white young man takes